I believed myself to be damaged piece, puzzle incomplete.

Like part of malice nature’s weak personality.

There was no abbreviation for me.

I was that weight on someone’s heart when things went wrong.

The painful tears of memories brought from that one song.

A crumbled up paper with the realization of how to move forward took too long.

The choice that was past the last one.

I use to think that balance to everything was off because I simply existed.

Never to be trusted to be someone’s “fix it.”

My heart begged and begged me to see, that I was causing no one misery.

But how could I know if even when I opened my eyes I still felt the same? Sad, tired of being alive.

Not knowing who to go to trust with these thoughts in my mind.

So I kept living with meshed thoughts that would never allow to filter good thoughts through.

I dealt every morning as another point I would misunderstand the beauty in the worldview.

And as my thoughts would explode and collide I felt the more I was lost the more I became kind.

Slowly gears turned in my soul.

I stopped making things about me and began tackling the world bold.

I still got hurt but felt I melted to become new mold.

Being different now and willing to listen, wanting to understand.

The world still lonely even with all weight on me I now wanted life.

I felt I could. Believing, I can.

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Awaken you, picked you.

You are perfect wine.

One of one.

New peaks for me to reach.

You are divinity.

We can talk after.

Right now you are what I have been after.

You are soft touch with breath of fresh air.

I know what I feel with a single touch.

I know what I see when our eyes meet.

You need release.

I earn your undress.

Patience has left me.

I rip your leggings attempting to cling.

I smile, enamored with your scent.

I need your taste to never be forgotten.

I need to be inside you.

Tongue first, drinking the cure.

The calm and strength to my beast.

You are loud.

Music to me.

I follow the flow to your music notes.

Led with no resting beat.

In this very moment this song is yours.

Created with me.

You need.

You want more.

You want fulfillment.

You want to be catching air.

With a smile on your face matching me.

I give you all.

I do not stop.

I do not need to stop.

I fill you with desire upon desire.

Like a dream you woke up to.

Like a dream you fell into lovingly.

Laying beside you.

My arms wrapped onto you.

I feel you breathing, you holding onto me.

I kiss your neck, tell you to rest however long.

I need you ready again soon.

Create more incredible kinetic energy.

Take you where you belong to be, needed.

I will take you there anytime you want it with me.

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The quality of experience you deserve. Gentle rune shape like raindrops, warm filled. Different, needed, wanting.

I will feed you and fill you complete. And when you run on empty, tell me so I can journey to you or have you come to me.

In my arms as you fade in a state of relaxation, as you sigh in peace, you will know I mean what I mean.

Pleasure memories for you to keep, intimate loving touches. Touching you, creating release, creating moments where you are everything.

Every night before we meet, think, know, your body has yet to be explored by me. When that moment happens you will know a new rise to your deserving given pleasuring.

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The adoration of looking deep into your lust filled eyes.

Ready for me to pounce.

Ready for me to shred you of all proof you were wearing anything.

You feel my teeth, lips, tongue change you like a full moon becoming instantly a lunar eclipse.

Only I know, only I see you in the stillness of light.

I touch, I fondle, I eat, devour you never stopping.

I do not want any moment wasted.

I want every moment to make you rise in all

I do to you.

Using you to become my sheet of music that rips a rift in time. Infinity feels seconds short of a minute and minutes falling nowhere near what could be hours.

Climax remain plural because I will not be sedated by one drink, one ongoing, lingering sip, one inviting entrance to you.

I return to you with revisions as I always stay intoxicated, drunk, full of you.

Every outro existing just to pace our heartbeats on the same beat, melody to open you back to another intro.

No repeats, your peaks always achieved. Holding you ever loving after. Like a perfect ending romance scene.

I want to come home, you.

Instead of heading to a house,

alone.

I have all practical things

And things I need

None compared to drifting asleep

With you next to

me.

Dreams could be fallacies

All more reasons your actuality

Is my hunger I always will

Need

Filled.

And politely I ask silently

with same eyes

that undress you

With intense want to give

Pleasure,

Stay tonight.

And morning sunlight

Feels different with

Your warmth

Clothing my naked

Body in kind.

Hearing you breathe

You are still asleep

My soul knows

What it feels being

whole, alive.

Delicately I kiss,

Forehead, closed eyes,

Your lips,

this is more beautiful than

Watching sunrise.

You smile, you are awake

You open your eyes,

my heavenly

Blue skies.

Today is another day

Better because

I awoke at home,

you beside.

Merry mercy go around carousel. This was not at all a repeating circle of you and me.

Our adventures are unpinned places because where we go never matters. The company we bring is the best part of you and me.

What I give to see you, to go whatever direction you are in; anything.

The silences between do not survive the regiment of my one heart army with the splendor, adoring melodies.

Exhale, I breathe. I want you constantly, beautifully being reminded that in this world where impossibility means nothing… that you are purest aphrodisiac, kindest peace and comfort that which my soul claims as necessity.

Each given day, each one of them I lay, lie, even wake on hope that I can somehow contribute to some, maybe not all parts of you feeling whole, complete.

To me, one smile from you, to me, is a chapter of history that I do not need to reread. Because I rise to the occasion to make you smile all over again.

I want to be the worthy part of every moment of your life that feels more insightful than some fortune cookie proverb.

To be the strength you know will be there when you need to be caught. To be a part of you that will bend to mend any part you need to hear you breathe lively all over and again.

I got butterflies

I feel brand new around you

I watch you light up against becoming night skies

Every particle of matter

Pieced together defining me

Wants you knowing I will

Go all lengths for you.

Wanting to always be

Worthy of your embrace

Every moment with you

Is draped in the safest,

Warmest fabric of intimacy

The way your eyes look

At me and still shy

Away from my strong

Attachment to you,

Purity

Holding your hand at every

Chance, my world is

At your fingertips

And then each kiss I

Taste every galaxy’s sunrise

That some never have been

Seen, missed.

I am with you, all time

I disappear in you when we collide

I feel your need to experience life

I want more with you, be yours, be mine.

Alvaro A Cardoza