Heart of Kind.

It all begin when she involuntarily Simmered in the nurture from a plastic bosom.
Swift midst of an ordinary day accompanied with rose pedals and candy kisses included. She So eagerly Set forth to Mount the love of the enemy...

who would've imagined this quest to be placed high on a shimmering pedestal? Above sight like a lost favorite object. Forgotten, But forever Cherished. With Images so proudly thumb tacked to her soul of a ungodly excursion and viewed upon by every passerby.Displayed with pride like rainbows and wedding rings.Planned to Never be replaced, however joined by smaller images amongst the frame. branching off still hopelessly attached mirroring little helpers. To help guide her back to a road with less forks and more gloom and righteousness.

Left alone shouting so loudly in almost a whisper. Freed of heart,soul, and glory. Pierced the consumer straight in a battle wound again opened and closed once before, so sweet. Adding extra red to his heart. Starting at white and with every beat darkening until reaching black, thus such an enchantment be named something short of...sin

BUT

What greater joy is there but to Set sail, elongated in bliss, involuntarily & Nurtured with the one your fingertips lusts for? A soul that your eyes constructs water like an orgasm when laid upon. Nurtured like life of a miracle child, with a destiny to search until brought; here.

To be Sprouted and smiled upon like the last sunflower of spring. Commemorate only the present tense through the eyes of the golden gated vision, but devour in the memories, in the essence, the passion held, as if only this avail were the only occasion given this lifetime.

You must never fall in love with---Beauty, Beast. For she'll cause your timeline many dashes of illusion and... grief. Like a summer where the sun is at its brightest, sweet and at a gleaming ease. You must steal away as much shine as possible before times tic-toc cascades the agony of envy and like a thief, run into the night. Simply, Left to smile in remembrance of Beauty in which Beast, you loved so wickedly.

It all begin when she involuntarily Simmered in the nurture from a plastic bosom.
Swift midst of an ordinary day accompanied with rose pedals and candy kisses included. She So eagerly Set forth to Mount the love of the enemy...

Signed ; Yoshi

You.

Walking upon a surface, with a texture that has never crossed my thoughts...
i suddenly feel as though I'm walking atop rose pedals
laid across the clouds of the highest degree
when my mind wonders to the existence of you and me.
what a crazy question you've asked, "Do i ever miss you"

LET ME TELL YOU!
At time I miss you like summer misses spring
how a dying bee is missing his sting
I miss you so much sometimes, i schedule special time just to day dream
cause well, that's the next best thing
i be...missing you like, a hooked fish misses water
Like a bastard misses his father
or an incarcerated man misses his daughter
i find myself missing you so much, i write stupid blogs about it

LET ME TELL YOU!
i be thinking about you like feet thinks about walking
how hands thinks about touching
and holding
and feeling
thinking about you how a 17 year old virgins think about sex
like how mathematics cant stop thinking of solutions for y and x
sometimes i miss you so much its like I've never met you before
and I'm constently in my thoughts building the one i adore
other times i miss you so much
i tell my mind to think of something else
and now I'm thinking about not thinking about what i cant stop thinking about
LET ME TELL YOU
I'm usually thinking of you how an artist thinks of creating
how bitters think of remaking
how athletes think of winning
how tops think of spinning
how dancers think rhythm
i be thinking about you like how a person with cancer thinks about living.



What a crazy question you've asked, " Do i every miss you"
even if i told you, you wouldn't have a clue

Shallow Hell.

Yes!
I am a shallow person. Happy? I admit it. How do you blame me though ? I live in a society where beauty is the barrier of happiness and depression.
Every where you look, magazines, television, malls, even church. People are on a quest to look their best.
Now, one may argue that it is important to look good for YOURSELF, which i strongly agree with, however, i don't wake up every morning and glam myself up to sit in the house. When im home, im in sweats and a head scarf, and when im out i look my finest, so when people see me, they'll admire. Dont front.
So is it really shallow of me to wish my companion to be a beautiful person on the inside as well the outside. Giving the fact that after the appearance of things, you will be initimate with a person.
I want one person to HONESTLY tell me that they have been initimate with someone in the past (or presently) just because they were "Nice" and their features didn't take a play at all in the game.

Judge me if you want. I'm just being honest.

Finally.

The Last kiss of us was as soft as unexpected raindrops upon my lips.
I kissed you with my eyes open.
I didn't feel a thing.
When it was time to depart from one another.
It didn't take 30 minutes this time. I let you go like a fling.
When you were gone, the text messages of,"I miss you already" scrolled in later then usual.
& i didn't mind.
Its been 7months since i've seen you.

And i finally miss you.