Search of Art

Cuff me

Cuff me

Until my body drapes into your arms

Cuff me

Because I wanna feel passion and not see it obsessively

Cuff me

Because being chained was me being the best of me

Cuff me

Since the exchange to be free is the range I will never see

Cuff me

Because I wanna be secure to the motion of the cuff

Not to be loved well roundingly

but to be able to express myself to my kind of free

Cuff me

Because even though you have half of me

You cuffed me enough to allow me to be me

Free

Deceptive Images

And then he escaped

from my eyes

From my mouth no words of utterance could form

yet my eyes spoke with succulence

and my body danced in connection with the words that couldn't form

To my surprise the angle of my eyes

Was never him

But the dream I always wanted within my own eyes

-Sheena

That Firey Red

Starving like a firery red alley cat,

I was thirsty for a  new mate?

Salvagin' for a desire that was jus my way to hesitate

on treatin' my home bound mate

with the respect of where our relationship weakened by bait

Craving a tasteless place

when I had my own Bae

What a waste of a thought

Why starve like a alley cat

When at home...

I have a real man thats alllll that!

Snow Case

Search of Art

I escape into a passion of sexual temperature

For my love

My drought is a single serving of frustration

My bondage is the doubt that my love will never find

Me

So my search has no taste

My heart beats but with a symphany of sympathy

The map he uses to search for me has no destination

So my faith has to be flighted for his discovery

In his search will he find me_ 

Or will he fall short to the lady that stands in his way

Who they call her Seduce-her Maps

Or will his eyes never see a work of a devils art

And keep searching for his work of art?

Real Recognized?

He seduced me with his knowledge that for-tastes my vision...

His words are the buildings that keep me protected...

So I walk with no worries...

His strength is only weakened from the site of God

His portray is emulated by a generation who doesn't understand the greatest

His credibilty is formed from the storms his bravery spoke with

His humility is the cash prize that keeps him alive

Yet the wonder of a women wants him,

But the selfishness of a woman haunts him

Indeed he is

Exsisted in the presence of good men

He sleeps to a women with the hidden agenda

He is the King to the Queen who submiss his lead

His knowledge is forbidden to be exposed if truth doesn't carry him

So his knowledge is desposed until his wife marries him...

eye tear no love

Inside my eyes is crushed water called love...

Its pressure is formatted to pursue an escape that stains a heart...

Its innocense is only present to the vulture that had too much love...

Its dressed to shed for love but its dry from a feeling

Inside my eyes the crushed water....

My tears are locked up with no escape

And my love will never be found unless

The vulture never knew love

Cruises

To the color of love

My tears are prisoned from the escape

Code red covers me

And my love is locked i a tear with no escape

Cruises...

Outside my eyes forms the color of love

Cruises...

Outside my eyes is the color of love

Cruises

To the pulse

Flight to Romance?

Heat Loves Me not?