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The Amazing Hamilton

A beautiful girl, named Hamilton B.

She went to the store, B. Hamilton shook.

Shock and awe, Hamilton could not believe it.

It was another, beautiful female.

Her name was Yuriah. They saw each other.

“Hello!”, said Hamilton. Much to her shock.

“Oh, hey!”, replied Yuriah blushing soft.

Two females star struck by their lovely gaze.

As Yuriah blush and Hamilton awe,

Their lips come together in strange appeal.

They sing and they dance all through the midnight

They laugh and they cry running side by side.

It comes to the end, the fade of their day.

“Yuriah, oh Yuriah, won’t you stay?”

Been feeling pretty uninspired,

The irony my life has been spiraling,

Taking notes about my meditations and dreams,

Going back and forth with myself 'it isnt what it seems'

Even now, writing but not feeling the words,

'How do I feel, how do I feel'  no adjectives, no verbs, 

To describe my daily illusion, 

All the sick as fuck things ive been doing,

These thoughts and white bitches ive been consuming,

Jesus make me believe in you again,

I wanna believe my future could change if I could just see the light through you again,

These crystals around my neck are heavy but im not grounded,

Obsessing about all of the things around me,

Be mine, someone,

Ive lost my contentment,

If I dont feel another body against mine soon I might betray my commitments,

Light eyes give me hope,

I hope she never reads this,

Im an alien, on a terrace, just standing for what I believe in,

These silly words,

These silly words just giving you feeling,

I have none,

Empty but filled with so much expression,

The church would say your blessed and,

You are satan, for including your love for a woman within the same statement,

Im rambling now,

Lucifer the gardian angel of mine who wears a crown,

Send me down a blessing from the sky,

Perferrably a bitch with nice tits, pink lips, and a smile as sharp as a tooth pick,

Make her love me unconditionally even when im acting stupid,

Unconditionally even when im disillusioned...

Oh, and send me a bag of money.

She is my queen and I hers,

yet I feel pricked by this thorny crown I so desperately longed for. 

I find myself laid awake at 3am entangled in her web that is seemingly embedded deep within my mind. 

I want a thousand hard kisses
A sigh so lasting that
my plastic lungs burst

show me an unstained tongue
cook me carnitas,

wearing nothing

Take my hand
and put it where it hurts
where it aches for something infinite
I can take you to Eden with
just two fingers
your lover doesn't know
what I am capable of

A poet's lips don't miss a beat sweetheart.

You could try me on
Standing in front of a mirror
Turning left to right
I could fit
You realize this

And after all the games are played
After all the moons have inspired you
You will lean against a wall smoking
and come back to the idea of me

It's heavy
and lost between falling snowflakes

It is very cold here
Cold enough to die outright
And I know I'm the other place you go,

when your eyes are weak and closing
when you don't feel alive
you come here
and try me on

I'll try to pretend that I don't know that.

He is so very sincere

He tells me I am beautiful, wonderful and perfect every day

He treats me like a princess and oh, how I swear I hold him dear

But I never dreamed I would feel this way

She is like fire and ice

So inconsistent, so confusing

She could break my heart once and I'd thank her twice

She is an act of war and this is a battle I'm losing

How am I dating this boy when I am oh so emotionally attached to a girl?

He has my mind on a string wrapped around his little finger and she has my heart

I would walk a thousand miles to feel even one piece of her, even one blonde curl

What am I to do, when this secret is tearing me apart

How long am I meant to go on breaking my own heart

Michelle has
just made love
to Nesta

her lover
satiated
she lays back

on the bed
Nesta's head
on her breasts

her right hand
on her hip
Michelle feels

all her nerves
tingle hot
electrified

from hair end
to small toes
Nesta breathes

Michelle’s breasts
the softness
pink piggies

tiny tails
of brown dugs
recalls wet

hot kisses
body hugs
vagina

deep probing
warm juices
then she hears

from the hall
her deaf child
from her room

loudly call
and swiftly
leaves the breasts

and sweet smells
to rescue
her deaf child

and bring her
back to bed
with Michelle

her lover
who always
gives kisses

all counting
none misses.