Month: December 2016

I need a date…nye

I need a date…
One that’s dances…without an agenda
One that drinks…without the adage…

“You want to get me drunk and take advantage of me” 

I’m not logging around a puking human being destined to ruin my night and be filled with regret and not taking responsibility for their own actions.

One that enjoys the moment…not constantly try’s to document every step of it creating an alternative moment that affects a connection we would share (and possibly people around us) 

I’m looking to date someone that dress for the occasion but comfortable enough to not stay frozen in pretentious image. 

I need to date a flexible girl…if the vibes at one spot isn’t right have problem going to another less travelled unfamiliar spot…willing to start an adventure with me. 

I want a date that glides…when she walks…smoothly across a dance floor not always turning her ass to me for the gyration ritual…a one…a two…a one, two step…without instructions.

Ladies have you been dated or do you date? 
I’m willing to play my part if you’re willing to participate…I will date you…if you date me too. 



This is a poem I found that I wrote some years ago, I’m not sure exactly when or why I wrote this…but I wanted to share it.

Thrown a back and shoved into your mind, the visions, memories, the acts of hurt, ramming up against the walls of your brain & thrusting you upon the
de-railed demented thoughts that overpowers, then consumes.

Invaded constantly with the ins and outs of a roller coaster ride,
Through abandon emotional bends & turns and forcing you to relinquish your body,
Your precious body they have ravaged,
Torn open your heart to rip out your soul,
Replaced…with visions of cruel intentions and long felt repercussions.

Memories that mimic heart crushing pleasure,
Manifests in your physical scars to show a hint of your emotional amputations,
Cutting off all feelings of happiness, joy & self-worth.

Worthy of redress you take cover fully in the blame,
the what ifs & the whys
“Why me?”,
“If I had only adorned myself in a black thick robe shielding all hint of sensual-feminity…”

“If I?, If I?, If I…”
But you are.
You are a woman of pure power & light which makes it impossible to eclipse your being,
But being subjected to a ruthless and callous invasion that slowly erodes your soul.

Mangled into pieces,
immortally leaves you shivering in a fetal position,
Begging for total protection.
Invaded, polluted & constantly jaded
Your mind is fucked.

Destroy & Rebuild,
Reclaim & Ensure,
That your chosen path of life is to be completed.