Yeah, I’m a freak.

I’ll tell you why…

I love to be alone,

I love to be smothered,

I love to be submissive,

I love to be on top,

Go ahead and underestimate me or not,

I take pleasure in the art of surprise,

I’ve been a freak since day one,

Nobody can tell me otherwise.

A rebel with a cause,

Gives love in chaotic waves,

Yeah, I’m a freak.

No way of telling if it fades,

No way of stopping it now,

I’ll change in age but never from ink and page,

Dip my tongue in ink,

Watch me write words on your center page.

Yeah, I’m a freak.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋



A smile killing a thousand sorrows,

Of all kinds of Eyes she falls for the deepest ocean,

A dance leading to endless tomorrows,

Is the deception of intensional disruption,

No doubt, captivated by the show and charm,

A skilled pro of emotions,

The real MVP of smoke and mirrors game,

He is after the heart that says yes and gives welcome to any gain,

He is that lady slayer, baby ; )

The way of his words and demeanor can get any women falling head over heels. – Writer J

Venus Moon.

Say the name softly into the universe.

A magnetic mirage of darkness,

Opposite sides of lovers in poems & verses.

She is the other side of Venus moon,

Her ruling nature is to be taken,

Devoured by her language. . .

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

Tearful kiss.

Lift your head up high,

Receive the warmth of a tender embrace,

Holding hands tight for the impact,

Pressure weight felt chest to chest.

Fallen tears of joy has come between the two.

Listen how their hearts dance; beating so fast they’re one at last.

Kissing the tears from hurtful past.

No more painful tears to shed, sweet love. Equal love is with us.

‘The foundations of the world will return to it’s beginnings and I’ll still wait for you beloved.’ -Writer J


It’s the color we know most.

Running though our veins,

Fascinating when bonded blood comes close.

A rush of flow hits the face the most.

Love or Rage,

Red is the color of the passionate host.

She has sustain the possessions of Venus & Mars.

Beautiful is the balance of her Red.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋


No longer to be hidden from neither.

Dangerous ties made in this place.

Laying down closer to love’s fever.

Ready for high elevation of the keeper.

Now say it…

Take it in, breath it in, taste it all around your tongue.

The concoction of words & moans.

Here… we are exposed.

Ruling over a thousand thrones.


⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋



Awaken to cold sweats, The pain returns to greet again.

Dreams of past & future plays backwards in black and white.

Naked; I am to the people I’ve met and haven’t seen yet.

Screaming to reach the light;

O’ my dear beloved, I will fight….

To become who I need to be; bleed to give another day.

Once more into the anguish…

I will not lose.

I will not give in.

Bring me to the surface.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋



The laws of love.

Words aren’t enough to explain

The stronghold of a twin flame.

I’ve lost all that is tame.

How is it the universe calls for our bonding of one?

I am truly the one to be blame…

Afraid to loose it all when love came.

All Consuming love.

I am yours, I’ve always have been.

Turning away from you was the moment I’d acknowledge your existence.

I can no longer keep a distance…

Pushing forward of two alike entities.

A wild ecstasy of opal beauty.

Upholds the atmospheric pressure of our mending.

Shortness of breath in love is the begging of aching souls.

This Forcible law has been placed on us, we can no longer help it.

Just let it happen…

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋


Make love that makes the physical jealous,

Speak words deeper than tongue throat kisses,

 Telepathic thrust,

Hot blooded rush,

In this order of trust,

Follow though,

From start to finish,

Mind, Body & Soul.


⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋


Passionate women, kiss with hot blooded rush. A taste given from tongue to touch. 
She’s surging of a chemical gush

Her purest intentions of pleasurable thought is her devotion. A urge of connection to the laws of love. Opens uncontrollably of obedience to all things passionate.

She has surrendered her containment,

Making her love into unruly passion….

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋