Drunken kisses, lustful stares. Sweet woman, don’t you know I will ruin you? Quality time, warm embraces. Your skin looks beautiful in the moonlight. You taste like… You feel like everything I have ever dreamed of. But, then again, I haven’t dreamt much lately… You feel like nothing I could’ve imagined! You taste like… You smell like warm smiles and open arms. Inviting. I hope you didn’t expect me to turn down an invitation so exquisite. Beautiful. You taste like… Hey boo. You taste like words that get lost in the midst of passionate throws in the middle of open spaces. I want someone to see. Maybe they can find the words I lost in your vagina. I want someone to see. I need another person to confirm that you aren’t just an inhabitant of my mind! You are on constant replay in my memories! Everything before you no longer exists. There is no after. Just me and you locked in an infinite cycle of passion. You taste like… Eye ***ing… Forgive me. I’ve undressed you a thousand times before I actually took your clothes off. The body I put together for you in my mind didn’t do the body God put together for you in my reality justice. You taste like… Gorgeous. You taste like absolved sins and forgiven mistakes. The flavor of your vaginal walls comes with a feeling of inner peace. I want that feeling forever.
Baily
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Baily
Heaven On EarthEvery time you open your legs for me I thank the Lord. Is it blasphemy? I say a silent prayer. I bow my head before dinner I say a silent prayer. Is it blasphemous? I thank the Lord for you. I found heaven in between your thighs, I licked the gates. In this life we strive for heaven. 'Well, I've had a taste.' Heaven on earth I want to sweep you off your feet. When I'm stressed I ask that heaven's blessings rain down over me. I'm anxious. I taste you in my sleep, I feel you when I sleep, I have a taste and then I go to sleep. Dream girl, I love you. I bow my head and say a silent prayer for you. I pray to keep the key that opens heaven's gates. I ask that I may live in heaven's walls, stare at heaven's face, every morning that you let me wake Dear Lord. I thank you. I'm ever so humbled by all your blessings. But, of everything you gave I'm super thankful for heaven. Amen.  |
Switch LanesDraped in yesterday’s attire, freshly dipped in today’s promiscuity. The air I breathe smells like you. Flashbacks of better times when I was wrapped up in you kill me softly. I miss you. Each breath I take brings me one step closer to insanity. Your scent is embedded in my skin! My lips… My hands… My everything. Where have you been all my life? Your kiss lingers on my lips. I can still feel your fingers gliding across my chest. Where have you been all my life? Your smile? As warm as the morning sun. Your touch? As gentle as the moonlight. You intrigue me. Allow me time to reminisce. Where have you been my entire existence? Your essence transforms ordinary to extraordinary! The confidence you exude inspires greatness in the minds of men. Why was I not informed of your birth till now?! I can still taste you… I. Can. Still. Taste. You!.. I can’t comprehend what you’re doing to me. |
Birthday Cake.Drunken kisses, lustful stares. Sweet woman, don’t you know I will ruin you? Quality time, warm embraces. Your skin looks beautiful in the moonlight. You taste like… You feel like everything I have ever dreamed of. But, then again, I haven’t dreamt much lately… You feel like nothing I could’ve imagined! You taste like… You smell like warm smiles and open arms. Inviting. I hope you didn’t expect me to turn down an invitation so exquisite. Beautiful. You taste like… Hey boo. You taste like words that get lost in the midst of passionate throws in the middle of open spaces. I want someone to see. Maybe they can find the words I lost in your vagina. I want someone to see. I need another person to confirm that you aren’t just an inhabitant of my mind! You are on constant replay in my memories! Everything before you no longer exists. There is no after. Just me and you locked in an infinite cycle of passion. You taste like…... |
Small Admissions, Grand GesturesWhat’s the purpose of an average love? The word itself is nothing short of extraordinary. The way it makes me feel about you is completely illogical. Borderline insanity! What’s the purpose of average in regards to matters of the heart? You casually walked into my life… You completely ***ed up! What I thought was amazing became dull in comparison to the amazing you opened my eyes to. What’s the meaning of average love? Beauty was just a word before I met you. Perfection was an idea. The perfection in the beauty that you embody is all too real for me. Why did you show me this? I want to thank your parents for giving you life but, at the same time I want to curse mine for birthing me into a world where I do not have you! What purpose does average serve when it comes to describing you? It’s perfect for showing everything you are not. You inspire me to achieve greatness! Never has there existed an average level of greatness and I assure you, as long... |
Dinner Is ServedI’ve been hurt before you. I thought there’d be no after you. You caught my attention and reeled me in, only to cook and eat my everything. Frying pan already hot with the oil of past lovers. You felt the situation was too hot, but you never left the kitchen… You just continued to cook and consume different meals… Even if I was a dish! I thought I would be the meal to fulfil your hunger… but the sad reality is: your belly ain’t full but, my plate is clean. You served me well. Seasoned me up like a top chef! Got together all the things that would make me taste better to you. I accepted it because if I was a dish, I wanted to be the only meal you ever wanted to eat!… I let you take complete control of me, change me inside and out! Just to suit you… Just to accommodate your tastes! Because I loved you and only wanted to make you happy. I thought we were in love! The way you ravaged me, I realized only I was in love. You didn’... |
UntitledI just want to kiss every inch of your body Needing you. I’d take my time. Inhaling your essence, moving my lips across every curve your body has to offer Appreciating you. Using my hands to reach into your soul Smoothing out the painful bumps and bruises life has brought your way |
Letters With No AddressI hope that my thoughts find you in good spirits |
And Then I Was LikeYou were so broken you made me feel unloveable. I tried to fix you. You belittled me every chance you got! I started believing it. You had me so afraid of love! I started pushing anything with a slight resemblance to it away. Don’t love me! I’m unloveable. You were so broken, you broke me. Don’t love me! It only ends in heartache. You’re insecurities became my own. Your shattered pieces became my own ***ed up reflection. I tried to fix you. I was consumed by too many Tyler Perry movies… Real life doesn’t work like that! I couldn’t heal you. The more I tried to get to the bottom of your hurt the more I got immersed in it. Your pain began to define who I was. I started becoming your anguish. I tried to… I wanted to… I was determined to… heal you! You didn’t want to be healed. You weren’t looking for a renewed outlook on love. At least not with me. I tried my best. I gave you the breath from my lungs jus... |