Themes:
1. Tell me how you want it
2. Too Raw
3. Moon Juice
4. Wet Tea
Bonus poem (Hello, You miss me?)
PACIOLO PEN SAINT FT MSAFIH INK
TELL ME HOW YOU WANT IT
My eyes weep in their blackness,
& the cores of my heart complain between my ribs
For the affliction of you not loving me stings.
“Tell me how you want it”
In the midst of misery & despair,
With tears I will scribe from my heart – fill the ocean with lines describing thy beauty
If that is not enough,
“Tell me how you want it”
I will let the moon shine it light on your face,
Steal brightness after the sun,
Slaughter darkness after the night,
I wish you could understand the feelings
If that’s still not enough,
“Tell me how you want it”
I will let you live in the midst of my breath,
I will be your heart,
You will be my soul,
& be my breath
If that’s not enough,
“Tell me how you want it.”
(2)
You have been away for long
The dice has been cast
Let us dance to the song
We have missed the floor
Love will be our dust
Just tell me how you want it
Quick or slow
For you know how we do it
Till dawn we will own the show.
Just tell me how you want it
For I am your play cards
This pin pop, only belong to you
You say you are love ill
I get your love pills
Today I’ll be your nurse
& no chills
Just meet the grill
Get ready for the drill.
I love how you want it
You tell me, just
how we do it
Till dawn we will own the show.
Just tell me how you want it
For I am your play cards
This pin pop, only belong to you
You say you are love ill
I get your love pills
Today I’ll be your nurse
& no chills
Just meet the grill
Get ready for the drill.
I love how you want it
You tell me, just…
Your wish is my will
My will is your wish
I’m lost in your flesh
It makes me fresh
Nothing left in me there is
You snatch my strength
& your love weaken this soul
Just tell me how you want it
My mistress
Under your siege
Take me till the final stage
TOO RAW
The cloud announce the rain
& the birds adjourn the strike by flying home
The ears give birth to silence.
Longing has raged in both of us,
The ruins on the road of our thighs
Until the valley of buttons fall out of order.
The dialogue between our lips wash with fluids in styles
Warring tribes of unsettled palms roaming the pyramids of nipples.
Quenching waist full of fullness
Down to the home that constitutes the life of a child
In complexion of the night
Group of muscles pump
& signs of femininity shake
(2)
Skin against skin
Today, baby we have no rubber
For that how you want it
I’m ready to dive in the sea
Be in the dark or light only you I want to see
We will have the game
How we love it
Without rules
Just too raw
We want to hold it down
Bit with beat
Too raw then slowly
My lips crave for the pineapples for long
As you yearn for the banana
The ouch! that sound will be the song
Ooh baby! Crowning the melody
Too raw tastes heavenly
Our sweats be the silhouette
To our shadows – at the peak
When the pen starts making love
While you give me the love paper between the thighs
Writing together the romantic story
Push and pull the magnet
In this game till we kill the missing…..
MOON JUICE
Near my lips,
Her lips
We should mix some fluids right?
But I am thirsty
I want to drink some juices
I feel disappointed
The one disappointed
Will become a poet at the end.
I want to suck some honey
& fly with the imagination of another era
She is smiling
She has a gap in her mouth
She expresses astonishment with he gap
But my eyes are drawn to her chest
Burning – increasing in sedition
Towards tormenting moon juices
(2)
You kill my craving
Baby our shadows are the cast in the moon
You can call me daddy – I mean baby
I’d serve you with my wet tea
That dinner, wow! Will be raw
Darling you are sweet
My lips want to feed on the juices
Every minute when am with you
I feel like its flowing soon
Wash my vessel with the moon juice
& I will silhouette with my perfume
Quench this thirst for love
Once again, twice and always
Your crescent moon gives me the best juice
White, creamy – milky
More then more until it turns to my whisky
It’s my favorite cocktail
Taking it all my yearnings are met.
WET TEA
Rising in position
I want to caress the head in joy
Slowly & ask the tits about it complaint
She wants to be confined
& be lost in my mouth
(2)
The time for night tea
Gets me crazy
The table is ready for the feast
Only two of us darling will enjoy the pleasure
I just want to drink your wet tea
The teases are our toast
Together we can boast of the moment & yearnings
Sailing in this mi Amor yatch
We be each other’s catch
But above all I just want to take your tea
Let your cup be filled in my sea
Yours – the sweetest tea
I like it when you are wet
& it’s my net
You are my full set
Just serve me more then more
As you always do without a NO
Wash my lips -cheeks
Bring the hisar
Between your chest
My tongue yearns for more
Give it to me the wet tea till the last score
HELLO – YOU MISS ME?
Hello – Hello
Miss me?
Sorry – ere the dawn came
Seven moments beat me with a smile from the roots of my nightmare
Joy reminds me of you
Sadness reminds me of you
Warmth reminds me of you
The cold reminds me of you
Laughing reminds me of you
The river reminds me of our love
The cliffs collapse & tears over flow
Our love is like the flame blown by the wind
It stays shining & afloat.
From the monastery of exile
& the shores of death
Just believe me
Even when odds are against me
Remember me
Without you – I’ll not live
I’m a mountain not a mile
I’ll stand by your side
(Paciolo pen Saint)
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