Blackhole and orange lights
inducing its spiral sights
Tricky gates of freedom
leading to so called wisdom
Circles in orange hues
blocking the truthful views
The music of its drums
the promise of your mighty kingdom
Covering all my shame
You are my eternal flame.
Copyright © 2015 Joys of Joel by Joel F. All Rights Reserved.
They say that the sun won’t shine until you put the umbrella away. But how could it be if you are both my umbrella and my rain?
The blues that i knew when the rain starts to sing.
No matter what they say, i can’t really dance in the rain.
Even if i got the umbrella to shelter me
Deep inside i knew, i’ll never be free.
So i waited for the sun
and threw the umbrella in my hand.
but still, i can’t understand,
why the heat, i can’t totally withstand.
My blue and white umbrella i instantly recall
I suddenly need it when the sun shines after all.
I close my eyes
and finally realized
sometimes you are my umbrella
but most of time , you are my rain.
Copyright © 2014 Joys of Joel by Joel F. All Rights Reserved.
Love to share this erotic poetry by Felicity. Who says you can’t be sensual this halloween?
I need your flesh
Your ragged breath
Your aching cock
I need your tongue
Just this once
Your hungry hands
But just as much
It is your lust
Your raking stare
That desperate note
Inside your moan
Of passion’s truth
That says “I want you.”
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