Sometimes I feel—
I feel too strongly
Often wrongly though
In ways that feel so heavy man
Burdening myself with weights so great
That leg day becomes a necessity
Need to have a lengthy word with myself
Get me to change the recipe
Cos all these salty thoughts are hurting my health
Unnecessary self-inflicted pressure
Flipping the script on moments meant for pleasure
Moments to treasure
Moments to revel in having no meaning whatsoever
Then again…
Then again, all this sensitivity has a flipside too
Like when the sun waves hello
Or when Prince shreds another guitar solo
I get more feels and words to describe them than you
Would love to share them to prove that it’s true
You wish I didn’t—
but that’s your arzoo
That’s right bro… multilingual too!
But nah… not today my guy
I’m gonna stay in these feels
You’ll just have to take my word for it
Bye Felicia! ✌🏽
Tag: Silly
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I am very feel
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Burrito days
When joy hits
Oh my days…
It hits hard man!
Squeezes me tight
Swaddled, I’m an overgrown man child
Giggling with red cheeks and slightly sweaty back
Joy be like this giant tortilla wrap
Keeping my shit in check
I’m a big fat happy burrito
With extra guac 🥑
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Shakespeare of innuendo
I’m makin’ it sexy before pressing send tho!
Cos I’m like the Shakespeare of innuendo!
My words slither so smooth, even snakes fear me
Wrapping myself around you
I’ll make yo leg shake…dear me!
Watch your step near me, I could bite
Seeing you there..mmmh think I just might!
I’ll keep it tight and concise
Precisely imitating what I see
Don’t keep me waiting though
Within you is where I wanna be..
Oops I let slip.. that was hardly subtle
I had a feeling that it was gonna be a struggle
That feeling that betrays the innocence of a snuggle
That feeling that says..we about to get in trouble
That feeling when I see your face and….
Okay backspace…backspace…backspace…
Shakespeare remember!
Crescendo that innuendo, take your time
I’ll steal away your body but first I want your mind
Look past instincts, this is cerebral
Allow taking you to church
Tonight I’m building a fucking cathedral!
I’ll soak you in a shower of letters
Envelope you in a blanket of words
Like supple leather they’ll bind your hands, over your head as they get more absurd
Whipping your wits till you submit and admit you’re done
Losing your mind but feeling like you won
All this yet the fun hasn’t even begun..
Thats more like it
I said everything but said nothing at all
Now…you’re reaching over to give me a call
Now…oops…you’re wearing nothing at all
Signing off,
Shakespeare of innuendo,
Cos you know…
I’ll be in you in the end…oh…for fucks sake
…backspace…backspace…
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Fallen Monkey
Have I got a story to tell
About a monkey that fell
Deep in the midst of a slumber
Snoozing, legs asunder
His branch was weak
It started to creak
And then came a crack
From under his back
Splintering slow
He started to go
Sliding at first
Beginning to tumble
The poor branch groaned
As it started to crumble
He opened his eyes
And gasped with surprise
No branch within reach
He let out a screech
Greeting the ground with a thud
Face first hitting the mud
Far from amused
At what had ensued
Wiping the dirt from his face
To reveal the utter disgrace
All because his behind
Was too big for where he reclined
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