.kissing.

.kissing.

Kissing me,
He enters me.
Kissing me,
He makes me weak.
When he kisses me..
my heart skips beats.
he's kissing me..
beneath the sheets.
between the thighs..
his tongue does glide..
he kisses me inside..
he does it so sly.
Kissing me..
I feel complete..
Kissing me
I feel him deep..
Kissing me..
we fall asleep.

©Butteryevil2012

.let.me.go.

.let me go.

let me go,

don't let me go..

have you ever said let me go?

meaning please don't you ever do so?

said let me go..

he kept me close.

said let me go..

he held on so..

she cried..

he cried..

no one let go.

don't let go.

let me go.

don't let me go. 

if you love me so. 

you'll never let me go. 

©Butteryevil2012

.thirsty.ass.

. thirsty.ass.

close your mouth..

you need some water?

thirsty ass.

can i buy you a drink? NO.

you can buy one to quench yourself though.

thirsty ass.

you looking hard as hell.

hope your eyes don't fall out.

the thirst.

can i have your number? NO.

don't break your neck boy.

the thirst is not cute.

need a Gatorade? 

wet towel?

kick in the ass?

stop being so damn thirsty.

being thirsty is a disease...

my backhand..

 is about to hustle up a cure.

the thirst is severe in the desert. 

SIT YO THIRSTY ASS DOWN SOMEWHERE!

©Butteryevil2012

.skittles are gross.

.skittles are gross.

taste the rainbow?

i'll say hell no!

i'm not into skittles.

not one bit,.

too sugary..too gooey.

making my mouth..

look like i've been hit.

i'd rather have some m&ms..

or some peanut butter cups..

either of those do me just right..

both of which i can't get enough.

put some skittles in my hand..

i'll put them back in yours.

i'd rather have nothing at all...

or zits that clog my pores. 

skittles are yucky..

i hate them alot..

i can't even eat them..

if i smoke pot. 

screw skittles i say..

i've got something you can taste.

sweet as honey...melts on your tongue..

something you won't surely waste. 

so if skittles are something you like..

good for you, bravo buddy.

just don't offer them to me..

or i'll rob you for your lunch money!

©Butteryevil2012

.the permanent bite mark.

.the permanent bite mark.

the sex was quite rough..
the bathroom door closed shut..
when the bite came..
she cried like the night's windy rain.

he left her in much pain..
hindsight..
something's she'd have changed..

she felt on her shoulder blade..
the skin felt a bit raised..

a week or two passed by..
the pain was still nagging high.

leaned up against the mirror..
just so she could see a bit clearer..

his bitemark was still here..
on the shoulder he'd left bare..

a permanent mark from that strange day,
the day she had no "no's" to say..

lesson learned bout a safe word..
she'll use one forever...
if necessary become a sung bird..

an experience that she can't regret..
because of that permanent tattoo near the chest.

it was worth every min..
the memories she's left with?
plenty.

sent him a picture..
said should have got it tatted quicker.

the permanent bite mark.

©Butteryevil2012

.Enter--net.

‎.Enter--net.

are their Cumplications with your enter--net;
is your Cumputer just unwilling to Cumply,
she winks and bats her eyes..
then utters her reply.

my signal is quite strong..
my connecting cord is fairly thick..
under such circumstances..
this connection should be pretty quick.

apparently these cir-cum-stances just won't do..
i'll have the technician patch us through.
i've overdo-cum-ented the situation..
hopefully they can fix the enter-net station.

maybe some s-cumbag is hacking me.
ac-cummulating my signal strength. 
i'll be cir-cumcising their connection. 
since they are causing me some congestion. 

i'm cir-cumnavigating this enter-net cum-ber..
cir-cumscribing my focus on you. 
i'm going to cir-cumvent this situation.
show you what a woman like me can do.

i've done some prati-cum in tele-cummunications..
this situation stands up to none. 
though it has been quite cum-bersome,
my work here is close to being done. 

i was breifly dis-cumbobulated...
but my head is through spinning now..
only thing that's left to do.. 
is blow Wade a kiss and take a bow.

©Butteryevil2012

.for.wade.

W-etter than the ocean,
A-dding to my cummotion
D-edicated to the goal and
E-asy on the eyes
I-nsertion is just the beginning..
S-exin' through the textin..
A-ffairs yet to be handled within..
F-ails at being manageable..
R-isky as is naughty..
E-ating that forbidden fruit
A-fterwards he leaves after words..
K-inky fuckery is a thing he sure can do.

©Butteryevil2012

.cum.inside.

.cuM.inSide.

he knocked on the door..

"can i come inside?"

i promise not to touch..

i promise not to pry..

their eyes connected..

the sparks did fly..

he didn't mean to lie

but he couldn't keep it inside.

he rubbed her face so sweetly..

lifted her chin and planted a kiss.

neither one of them..

could foresee the night going like this.

he couldn't keep his hands off..

and hug, a kiss, a touch.

he couldn't keep his mind...

off the girl he missed so much.

he kissed her on both her eyelids..

she kissed him on the neck.

neither of the two..

could stop with just one solitary peck.

after much heated debate..

he looked her in the eyes..

he asked her once more..

"can i cum inside?"

her head started spinning..

the decision hers to make..

is this a risk

either one of us should take?

he held her close to him..

put his hand on her heart..

whispered gently in her ear..

"i never want us to part."

"i want you to have my first born,

be the mother of my child.

i've never met another like you..

i've been living in denial."

the battle was strong,

the tears rained deep..

a lovechild was born..

and their decision was complete.

©Butteryevil2012

.flexibility.

.flexibility.

he says...

i'm flexible

 in all the right places..

the way my arms stretch,

to hold him around the neck.

the way my body bends..

to take him deep within.

the way my toes curl,

as he continues

to rock my world.

but my flexibility..

doesn't end between the sheets.

-_-

the way my neck turns

as he stares at other girls..

the way my arms reach

to see the texts hid he keeps..

the way my heart unfurls..

when i walk him with other girls..

i'm flexible.. in all the right places..

and all the wrong ones too.

my flexibility realistically...

should have nothing to do with you.

moral of the story..

don't bend over backwards..

for someone who's not so flexible for you.

©Butteryevil2012

.pretty little flower.

.pretty little flower.

DAYMMNN babygirl...

you got a pretty little flower.

can i feel the petals?

let me taste the nectar..

pollinate and seed

love to smell the sweet fragrance

let me get in between.

that's a pretty flower you got babygirl..

don't show it to too many.

they might damage it, make it welt..

not give it the gentle love it needs.

keep it watered, fresh daily.

let the pretty flower flourish.

babygirl..that's a pretty little flower..

©Butteryevil2012

.tail feather.

.tail feather.

shake a tail feather!
gon' cut up the rug..
show them slick moves
raise them hands high up above..
move to the sick beats,
do the electric slide,
can't nobody tell you nothin',
gone head shake that behind.
do a little line dance,
jive and do a prance.
grab your partner,
do-see-do,
do gaga's bad romance.
ain't nothin' wrong with movin'
don't forget your dancin' shoes.
show them wallflowers who's boss,
show em what them shoes can do!

©Butteryevil2012