Never Lost Baby - no fear, for I will always be near. Never to lose, yours only to choose. I'm far too close, and far too bound, To your heart, from the lost and found.

Melted Lust His smile, full of love Eyes swell with lust. Can never get enough His body - a must. His kisses are warm Like honey and wine, They bless my skin Each press divine. Hands roam my body Touching my soft skin, Sparks running through me Pulling, gently, me in. Kisses of blood, and heat Are sweet, bitter pleasure. So delicate, and neat Our love we still treasure.

Role On Stage Nerves shaking, Stomach turning. The crowd are waiting, For my entrance on. I start quiet, Get louder as I go. The audience - silent Watching me swirl. Sniffles are heard, Smiles are seen. A round of applause As I finish my scene. I exit with pride, My curls swinging With a skip in my stride I just felt like singing

"An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind" - Gandhi

Being The Oldest Caution: There is bad language in this short #poem. Sorry if it offends anyone. Do I look like your fucking mother? Just behave please, Just this once. I know you are my only brother, But you are annoying as fuck. I can't handle shouting all the time, It makes me angry, And stressed. I know I'm sucking at this rhyme, But please, just give it a rest. I may be the oldest in this room, I'm not your fucking mother, And sometimes, it's too much.