Submissions by BLLTPROOFHEART
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"The King of Wishful Thinking......"
LOVE POEM
Published
16th May 2014 1:19am
16th May 2014 1:19am
Beautiful Struggle
She tortures me,
with her gorgeous face,
for, she knows,
she knows,
it pains me so;
my wounds of misplaced yesterdays,
are made fresh with every notes she plays.
My convenient smile,
hides my deep regrets,
and keeps my wondering mind at ease;
for, I know,
I know,
behind her eyes,
are dreams of our blissful possibilities.
We see the future in each other’s soul,
but our pasts won’t let our present grow;
But, we know,
we know,
in every love story told,
is an ending that’s worth the struggle.
with her gorgeous face,
for, she knows,
she knows,
it pains me so;
my wounds of misplaced yesterdays,
are made fresh with every notes she plays.
My convenient smile,
hides my deep regrets,
and keeps my wondering mind at ease;
for, I know,
I know,
behind her eyes,
are dreams of our blissful possibilities.
We see the future in each other’s soul,
but our pasts won’t let our present grow;
But, we know,
we know,
in every love story told,
is an ending that’s worth the struggle.
83 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jan 2014 7:13am
10th Jan 2014 7:13am
In My Dreams
She dwells in my dreams,
to my delight,
for she occupies my fantasies;
and every night I close my eyes,
I hope to find her waiting.
Her unexpected visits bring my heart relief,
and ease my sleep;
she fills the air with memories,
of innocent love and understanding.
She pleases me,
in every way,
our wonder years fly by like days;
and every hour that we're apart,
makes me dread being awake.
to my delight,
for she occupies my fantasies;
and every night I close my eyes,
I hope to find her waiting.
Her unexpected visits bring my heart relief,
and ease my sleep;
she fills the air with memories,
of innocent love and understanding.
She pleases me,
in every way,
our wonder years fly by like days;
and every hour that we're apart,
makes me dread being awake.
92 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2013 7:56pm
2nd Oct 2013 7:56pm
Penchant To Please
She graces my thoughts like a succulent breeze,
and her touch is extremely addicting;
turning my shaft to stone when she falls to her knees,
never taking her eyes from upon me.
She grips my ass,
while she kisses my thighs;
and I reach for the sky,
when she gags till she cries.
She shows limitless favor,
and I try to stay calm;
but her tongue is the death of my pride.
Ripping off my clothes,
then exposing her robe-less shape to me;
she then pushes me to the floor,
and sits on my face,
then she spanks my dick...
and her touch is extremely addicting;
turning my shaft to stone when she falls to her knees,
never taking her eyes from upon me.
She grips my ass,
while she kisses my thighs;
and I reach for the sky,
when she gags till she cries.
She shows limitless favor,
and I try to stay calm;
but her tongue is the death of my pride.
Ripping off my clothes,
then exposing her robe-less shape to me;
she then pushes me to the floor,
and sits on my face,
then she spanks my dick...
289 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2013 7:51pm
2nd Oct 2013 7:51pm
The Gentlemen's Club
The Gentlemen’s Club…
a place where gentlemen are loved,
revered,
and always met with harmonious cheers;
where the treatment is nothing short of presidential,
for a man just wanting to feel equal.
Love is given for a cost,
yet the word is never spoken;
spending quality time,
with tormented minds,
who are convenient replacements for the permanent.
Dazzling starlets mesmerize the crowd whose eyes are drunken;
for pure hearts are rare within the mob,
while pleasure works for function.
Potential wives living outside the picket...
a place where gentlemen are loved,
revered,
and always met with harmonious cheers;
where the treatment is nothing short of presidential,
for a man just wanting to feel equal.
Love is given for a cost,
yet the word is never spoken;
spending quality time,
with tormented minds,
who are convenient replacements for the permanent.
Dazzling starlets mesmerize the crowd whose eyes are drunken;
for pure hearts are rare within the mob,
while pleasure works for function.
Potential wives living outside the picket...
35 reads
0 Comments
UPBEAT POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2013 8:10pm
22nd Aug 2013 8:10pm
Feelings Unearthed
The peace that dwells within her bosom affectionately brings relief to me; appreciating the melody of every song she sings, for I delight in her vulnerability.
There is no sweeter smell than that of her hair laid flat upon my chest; we rest in knowing the morning awaits, living out fates that test our faithfulness.
We cherish each coveted day we live to see as a reward for our belief in opportunity; filling the air we breathe with purpose, and laying a foundation that will grow within our seed.
Never claiming to be the purest, just seeking future...
There is no sweeter smell than that of her hair laid flat upon my chest; we rest in knowing the morning awaits, living out fates that test our faithfulness.
We cherish each coveted day we live to see as a reward for our belief in opportunity; filling the air we breathe with purpose, and laying a foundation that will grow within our seed.
Never claiming to be the purest, just seeking future...
51 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Jun 2013 5:43am
29th Jun 2013 5:43am
"Once a Hero"
I once was told how great I was, and how I would change what most could not; yet funny how life brings plots that change the meanings behind our raging thoughts.
Once inspired by those that seek the truth, and motivated by passions that relieve the blind; running from visions of intuition that lead my soul to find some peace of mind.
Humble deeds that fail to see the eyes of those that fear the sun; having won the hearts of faithful souls that feel no need to praise the son.
Every memory that lingers seems to clear the skies where my flights abide; once a hero...
Once inspired by those that seek the truth, and motivated by passions that relieve the blind; running from visions of intuition that lead my soul to find some peace of mind.
Humble deeds that fail to see the eyes of those that fear the sun; having won the hearts of faithful souls that feel no need to praise the son.
Every memory that lingers seems to clear the skies where my flights abide; once a hero...
56 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2013 00:05am
22nd Jun 2013 00:05am
"Riding To Victory"
The road ahead leads to victory, where she can release all of her deepest fears; not worried about what happens when she accepts a ride with no end in sight.
First she kisses my lips, and then she licks my face all over; preparing for the greatest ride she's ever seen, and ever dreamed.
Claiming her pre-destined place, she makes her way upon my face; straddled on my dimples, while my tongue is working ten-fold.
Grinding on my chin and forehead, and wiggling to her hearts delight; then bouncing up and down, while she drips her love for me to love.
Sucking on...
First she kisses my lips, and then she licks my face all over; preparing for the greatest ride she's ever seen, and ever dreamed.
Claiming her pre-destined place, she makes her way upon my face; straddled on my dimples, while my tongue is working ten-fold.
Grinding on my chin and forehead, and wiggling to her hearts delight; then bouncing up and down, while she drips her love for me to love.
Sucking on...
168 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jun 2013 11:38pm
21st Jun 2013 11:38pm
Peaceful Confinement
Alone in peaceful solitude, and enjoying a life that’s drama-free; my days are filled with certainties, and the shadows keep me company.
Uneventful days that last for years, shedding tears that seem to comfort me; for every time I dry my eyes, my pride is strengthened mightily.
Past ordeals have made me feel like being safe is the only life for me; for risky interactions never brought much satisfaction.
Secretly wishing for a change of pace, but scared of unknown happenings; hiding feelings that could outshine the sun if I believed the things we see in dreams.
...
Uneventful days that last for years, shedding tears that seem to comfort me; for every time I dry my eyes, my pride is strengthened mightily.
Past ordeals have made me feel like being safe is the only life for me; for risky interactions never brought much satisfaction.
Secretly wishing for a change of pace, but scared of unknown happenings; hiding feelings that could outshine the sun if I believed the things we see in dreams.
...
107 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jun 2013 5:36am
16th Jun 2013 5:36am
Dampened Streets
The streets are filled with broken spirits that harbor fates that can't see their worth; never pouring into the seeds that yearn to know the reason why they cant earn what they deserve.
Dreams that once were bright as day are now dampened by the pouring rain; but the city lights provide temporary release from the endless grief, and abiding pain.
Limitations are common-place, and make society go to war with mediocrity; for no earthy being will choose to believe that their cause is to be ordinary.
Traveling mindsets that have come to be what many accept as...
Dreams that once were bright as day are now dampened by the pouring rain; but the city lights provide temporary release from the endless grief, and abiding pain.
Limitations are common-place, and make society go to war with mediocrity; for no earthy being will choose to believe that their cause is to be ordinary.
Traveling mindsets that have come to be what many accept as...
69 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Jun 2013 3:08pm
14th Jun 2013 3:08pm
"Drowning In Her Lap"
She watches me, and breathes my name; I love the way she whispers.
Her pretty lips are always moist when I pleasure her pallet and taste her voice.
Soft and tender are her ways, though she yearns to be devoured; thoughts of intense foreplay throughout her day, and every hour she spares to play.
She sings a song with humble notes that lures potential gentlemen; but once her curtain is exposed, she steals the show and makes me whole.
She gives me all her inner space, not scared to be my missing piece; completing me and filling me with all her love and creamy...
Her pretty lips are always moist when I pleasure her pallet and taste her voice.
Soft and tender are her ways, though she yearns to be devoured; thoughts of intense foreplay throughout her day, and every hour she spares to play.
She sings a song with humble notes that lures potential gentlemen; but once her curtain is exposed, she steals the show and makes me whole.
She gives me all her inner space, not scared to be my missing piece; completing me and filling me with all her love and creamy...
305 reads
10 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Jun 2013 5:46am
13th Jun 2013 5:46am
"The Greatest Journey"
Your love that flows and never ends makes you my greatest journey; my tongue traveling down your body is worth the prize, and sweet surprise.
I love to tease and gently blow on your heavenly gate that's down below; I want to make you crave my touch, so you'll never forget how good I suck.
Licking all around your lips, I can feel your hips clench on my ears; wanting to taste your juices that have been waiting on me for years.
I focus my mouth on your supple clit, and give it gentle attention; just enough to make you close your eyes, and lay your head back to the...
I love to tease and gently blow on your heavenly gate that's down below; I want to make you crave my touch, so you'll never forget how good I suck.
Licking all around your lips, I can feel your hips clench on my ears; wanting to taste your juices that have been waiting on me for years.
I focus my mouth on your supple clit, and give it gentle attention; just enough to make you close your eyes, and lay your head back to the...
303 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jun 2013 5:39am
13th Jun 2013 5:39am
"Behind the Wall"
She envisions a life of grandeur, yet she seems to settle for mediocrity; a victim of tragic crimes that have changed her mind, but hoping the future can bring the light she seeks.
Throughout her life she has searched for love, and has found that many men only burn for lust; so behind the wall she sits alone, hoping to be rescued and loved by a man she trusts.
Painful memories haunt her spirit, but i don't mind what secrets her past may vent; yet she worries that i'll rush what she's not ready to share, and she'll lose me to my eager impatience.
Having been...
Throughout her life she has searched for love, and has found that many men only burn for lust; so behind the wall she sits alone, hoping to be rescued and loved by a man she trusts.
Painful memories haunt her spirit, but i don't mind what secrets her past may vent; yet she worries that i'll rush what she's not ready to share, and she'll lose me to my eager impatience.
Having been...
252 reads
6 Comments
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