Friday, July 9, 2010

Bad Habits


Bad Habits

I'm her bad habits

Just a big part of her vices

I'm what she goes to her girlfriends for

To get all the advice she needs

Her friends giver her food for thought

Her mind they feed

I'm her bad habit

She always ask when will she see me again

Like she singing wit Lenny Kravits

I'm something she wants to forget

But feigns for me like I'm her cigarettes

Laced with nicotine

I lay in between, her legs on occasions

To give her body a vacation

From the main land

From her main man

I'm just her bad habit like cursing

Her nerves I'm always working

For her only to get over it, After I kiss all over it

Her bad habits will she ever get over it?


Wade "NightWriter" Townsend II

@NightWriterPoet


Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Dreams


Dreams
Dreams are emotions
Dreams are thoughts
I reach for my dreams
That’s what I’ve been taught
I run fast to chase my dreams
Cause dreams are meant to be caught
Dreams are meant to be fought for
And never meant to be forbidden
I write my dreams down
So with me there’s no forgetting
See people thought Martin Luther King’s dream was deferred
I say his full name because it needs to be heard
Mr. King was a dream himself
He had a dream himself, and through Barack Hussein Obama his dream was kept...
Alive, by you the youth, and your parents instilling it in you that positive progression can go a long way

Wade Townsend II
@Nightwriterpoet
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Wade "NightWriter" Townsend II

Tongue Route


Tongue Route
I was warming your neck, with my soft caress
Then I noticed your breast needed to be kissed
They were close together like fruit in a basket
I slightly pucker my lips
And suckled the dark horizon
Where the areola meets the breast
This sensitive area, I love to press with my tongue
And leave it a little damp
I blow a cool breeze across them
To turn you on like a lamp
As I try to go down, you pull me back up
Then your lips grasp mine
Our kisses are strong and time-consuming
Leaving no time for breathing
We sound like mini bulls as we breathe with our noses
So let me take my tongue from your mouth
Pulling it gently out
Grazing over your rose petal lips
Not staying away for too long
My tongue runs back
Circulating your lips then glides down
Through a soft valley of tenderness
Passing by your navel and your pelvic bone
With my lips and tongue to my final destination
Where I kiss between the valley of the shadow of life
Where the brain signal of words are lost
I have a bad network
You are personal to me
So no need to describe your wet worth
I’m a gentleman and I see love on the horizon
So you’ll need to stop being nosey like that incoming beep on Verizon

Wade Townsend II
@Nightwriterpoet
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Wade "NightWriter" Townsend II