You said
that
you desire to remove physicality.
Because in
all actuality you value our friendship/
and
the kinship of
how we just somehow relate.
More than just physique,
what we have is something quite unique.
#Feelingmutual
Though often times neutral,
it’s always cool though
because,
when I seeee yoooooou
the connection is an ever so present
rekindling of past moments.
We
sorta,
kinda,
but really
just
vibe.
Feelings become alive
when I’m around you.
Often inspired,
most times undesiring to hug goodbye,
because
I’m ever chasing this high.
And,
if I can just capture the moment,
I would be somewhat fine.
Well, at least until the next time.
It’s a hit,
so
stay right there;
text messaging
and,
real conversation
and,
respecting the others’ space,
#neverhatin’
Let’s just laugh again
while relatin’ on
#thatmentalhype.
You treat me like
such a lady
and
it feels so amazing.
You don’t just want my body,
tryna get me bodied;
So now, I can really feel…
deep penetration:
mental stimulation
thought formulation
provocation.
Never weird,
though
strangely odd;
more of out of the ordinary,
and,
I like the feelings I get
with each experience.
Time spent ,
yes, I’m quite confident
of this embodiment.
#pureenjoyment
You see,
truth is that
I’ve never really gotten past the moment,
because it’s hard for me to hold back and
express feeling without emotion.
So, I’ll admit it.
I like holdin hands
and cuddlin’.
Which
I know
tends to lead to more than
“just friends.”
So yes, while it is a good thing;
the building trust in
and confiding in,
being seen as more than
just the next woman.
I’m really kinda fearful.
Of…
the time we spend;
writing and,
late nights spent,
romancin’
and then others,
holding hands trying to build something;
#writersunite
Forget making plans,
I’m
holding on to what you said
because,
until then transcends now,
I suggest that we allow
this interest in
to remain interestin’
through intimance,
and going deep within;
penetrating
and
hittin ish
until we get those
juices
f
l
o
w
i
n’.
When you be flowin’ in,
and goin in,
I feel it within,
every inch of my being.
You give it just how I like it,
yea you got that bomb ish;
such an amazing lyricist…
that
#SUPERstarstatus
You be
hittin it
and comin’ in;
Make me come again.
#creativeexchanges
As I allow you to
enter in:
this intimance,
Unprotected.
This level of vulnerability
requires transparency.
And,
if you keep allowing me,
most assuredly,
then eventually,
we evidently,
create intimacy
until
the ultimate (new) release
#justflowwithme
Your Birthday
It was your birthday
and I was the gift he presented
To you,
With you in mind,
he picked it…
the date,
place,
yes, even the time.
He loaned himself,
and
I borrowed the moment.
Cheers to yooooou,
It was me that he came to see
on
your birthday.
Your gift he desired to spend on me
willfully.
Loving on,
doting on,
devoting your time,
while
giving his attention.
He gave us both a promise:
his illusion
It was I who answered when you called,
said “Hi.”
Hello,
your rebuttal was “Why?”
Goodbye
I opted to end it…
prematurely
it pained me to digest the sound of your hurt;
the sadness,
of which I had the task of bearing witness.
And yes, I’ll even admit it:
I aided the culprit.
It was he who created this madness;
perpetual confusion.
No vested interest,
just left us with the high priced tag,
our emotions taxed,
and we had to pay.
Please forgive me Dear Birthday Girl,
let’s toast to us…
Sealed with Your Kiss,
On My Lips
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Passionate Me
It touched me
Granting me the ability to
reach places
touch/uncommon spaces
Mentally
No,
I won’t just let it be
And
Can’t just let it be
Because
The passion is in me
Passionate me
Passionately
You see
Actually
It Burns in me
And
I can’t contain it
Neither
explain it
No, I’m not complainin’
But
You just can't understand it
This passion in me
Passionate me
Passionately
What you think, I somehow know
and
That you believe, I truly am
and
What you factualize I actualize
So,
Please
Just
Realize that
often times I try to withhold it
Thinking
they just don’t understand it
but I can’t control it
No
they won’t understand it
so practice self-control then
because they can’t understand it...
the passion in me
passionate me
passionately
So,
As you speak it, I just think it
Thinking if but a moment I
Spoke what I was thinking
I know it’ll be too much
Because I’m just too much
So, I
just
Think again.
And,
then again
At times I can no longer hold back
This
Passion in me
because
Passionate me
just
Passionately
seethes…
Copyright © 2012 Rayne
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