"Breathlessly For You"

Inspired by and dedicated to Rachel Reyes.

Fly like a G5 with your stunner shades.
They cover your deep eyes from the light of day.

Walk it like you mean it, make it happen.
Drive everyone wild but have your seat belt fastened.

You pretty little thing with a sexy smile.
I'm writing this for you so you can re-dial

My number when the night is done.
You already know, the night is still young.

Any who, I digress
What I really want to say is still stuck in my chest.

I'm choking on my words as I try to swallow pride,
I'm extremely captivated by your captivating eyes.

I can not speak a word, so I hope that my silence can silently describe
What it is that I feel within me, inside.

I'm going to keep it simple so that it can work.
There's no reason to lie even if the truth hurts.

Here's what I have to say, it's been like this for a while.
I've been seriously distracted by your sexy style.

You have caught me red handed, in a red light
Looking at you passionately, engraving you in my mind.

You are every thought when I think deep,
You are my every dream dreamt in my REM sleep.

There's always more I have to say when ever I'm with you
Because you are my inspiration, my dear muse.

I'm making these the last few words so that I can take a breath.
With that said all that is left is for us to mate and nest.

"My Frustration"

Waking morn to see your face
I truly do indeed disgrace
My sight as I can not take
The pain brought by your distorted state.
With the slumber that can not be kept,
I find myself wishing eternity be met,
For eternity with thee is painfully bled
Therefore I find that I prefer immediate death.
Presently, I am emotionally disturbed.
Wishing to be, from you, deterred.
Inform me if you do concur
With my running from thee with no return.
I ask my dear your understanding of my complication
As my frustration is that I detest thee.

“December The Fourteenth” (Emely 02)

Inspired by and dedicated to Emely Reynoso.

If I asked you to marry me,
Would you say "I Do!" on December the fourteenth?
We would have the wedding somewhere up in Greece,
The honeymoon is set up for it to be in Belize.

Laying on the beach, the sun making you shine,
And all I'm really thinking is that I'm lucky that you're mine.
You're amazing when you wake up, every second you're divine,
But before we get to that, "would you prefer a wedding in July?"

You caught me day dreaming,
I'm sorry, I'm just really
Distracted by the beauty in front of me, my dearly
Perfection of all meaning.

Back to the question at hand.
Let us play pretend
And see if we could stand
Being married to eachother before we start mating and decide to make a band.

It would take me some time and effort to be perfect,
But I can perfectly try and definately be direct.
You would have to show me, what it is that you do like, or let
Me figure it out on my own instead.

Either way I'll give, to you, my best at all times.
I will give you my all in exchange for not one dime.
All I'd really ask, all I'd really want, is not really a crime,
It's just for you to spend your time with me from five to nine.

I would want you to take care of me
So that I can be there when you need
Someone to hold you when the night is coldly
Attacking you inside your bed sheets.

So would you marry me
On December the Fourteenth,
Somewhere up in Greece,
Our honeymoon in Belize.

"Veinte y Dos, Cuarenta"

Veinte y dos, Cuarenta.
Diez y ocho, la diferencia.
A mi edad no hay impotencia
A tu edad confiesas
Que te preocupa tu apariencia
Porque piensas que te vez vieja.
Pero la verdad es que a tu edad te vez mas buena
Que todas las que me han tocado la verga.
Pues no tengas pena
Y piensa
Que eres la mas bella
Porque yo te escogí a ti en ves de a ellas.
Veinte y dos, Cuarenta.

"Luna"

Inspired por y dedicado to Luna.

Bella Luna,
Linda hermosura,
Querida ternura,
Preciosa preciosura,
I love you beba chula.

Beatiful light
Of the night
At any time you do blind,
Those who love you at all times
Because to them you are sublime.

Te escribo esto
In both Español and English por-supuesto.
Because yo creo
That you should know both culturas y deseo
Que you learn mucho chiquita, te quiero.

Luna bella,
A ti, not one estrella
Te opaca ni te supera
Because you are luz eterna
And your sonrisa is always sincera.

Luna in the sky
Quiero that you know que I
Te amo porque eres my
Sobrinita bella que con sus lovely eyes
Enamora a anyone que este in sight.

"Loving, Soulful and Complete" (Soanny 02)

Inspired by and dedicated to Soanny Sanchez.

This one is going to have a bit of a jazzy flow.
I will be politically correct and I will speak a little slow.

I wanted to write something special directed specially towards you.
That is why I took my time when writing, for you, these Blues.

Smoothly writing with my pen, on paper, to the rhythm in my mind.
The syncopated sounds that play with every thought of you and I.

I'm carefully constructing a pretty little tune.
One for you to hear when in need of a positive mood.

"Listen to your heart" when the "Castles in the sky" you see.
Because the Techno inside of you is loving, soulful and complete.

I "Try sleeping with a broken heart" as I'm "Kinda Loving" how I "Suffocate."
For the Rhythm and Blues that you listen to are putting me in a creative state.

I'm creating what equates an earthquake of love in your heart.
So that you can feel these words even when the song is too far.

So feel it deep inside, feel the wave of motions in your spine;
Dance it with emotion as if it were only the song, you and I tonight.

What ever song it may be, which ever song it is you want to hear
Just dance it as your mind you blank and enjoy a moment when the truth is clear.

Sleep

Nightie night!
Sing a lullaby,
Kiss my eyes
Closed and I will fly

Into a dream
Where you and me
Could be
Always happy.

Sleep...

My Blade

"My Blade"
By:  Edwin Calvo and Michael Roa

Today I keep a blade
With me to make me bleed.
At any time that I would like
I can make myself understand
The pain brought by the game,
This game that we call life.

Call me negative, or Mr. Negativity.
For I'm not positive and positively
Cannot oblige with anything you'd like.
I can not do, I can not say
Why today I carry a blade,
Or what -with it- I might -to do- decide.

Trust me, I am Mr. Cold.
Trust me for a moment more.
Although I can not say that you will like
What I'm about to do.
I will tell you the truth,
No, I will not lie.

.....

Armed with my blade and a morbid thought,
I finally understand this game, I must be in luck.
I'm exhausted from the temptation
That I've fearlessly fought.
Content with the feelings my morbid thoughts brought,
I stare ‘cause I know it can put my pain away;
I stare and I stare imagining rubies on my blade,
I stare and I stare and I stare some more.
With every slice it opens a new door,
So I cut and I slash and I slice away,
Wielding nothing more
Than my beautiful blade.

Armed with my blade and a morbid thought,
I finally understand this game I must be in luck.
Exhausted from the temptation
That I've fearlessly fought.
Content with the feelings my morbid thoughts brought;
I slice and I slice and I slice away
In love with the rubies at the edge of my blade.
You may think I'm negative,
Or that I'm not right in the head,
But the truth is I'm in love with them,
That is my blade and my red.

Slicing at me like a piece of meat
With a blade so beautifully full of rubies.
Rubies that shine readily in the light
Stained only by the blood dripping onto them with my life.
A life lost, a life to not be found
A life thrown away into a blade now laying on the ground.
"Keep me with you, keep me close," I heard in a dream...
"Don't let go, watch me slice!" It was the blade speaking to me.
It spoke with a sound so dark and devil like.
It's words were hateful and full of spite.
If it were not a blade it would have sliced the same
With those words so evilly compacted, so bane.

Bane like black rain raining on my corpse.
I have bled to death and the blade feels no remorse.
Laying next to me, my blade lies with a smile.
It has finally completed the killing of my denial.
It swims away alone in a river of my blood.
My blade leaves my flesh for the scavengers to come.
Flesh and bones are ravaged in a feast.
A feast by the scavengers that devour my meat.
Flesh and bones, no, no soul left.
Flesh and bones that their fate have met.
Flesh and bones, all already sliced.
Flesh and bones that have met my knife.

"Bunny" (Karolynn 02)

Inspired by and dedicated to Karolynn Mejia.

Sexy little bunny, on the way to the top
Of your rabbit hole,
Keep on climbing the latter of success,
Do not let them bring you down any more.

Show them you can do it,
Show them you don't need a soul
Because you're independent
And independently can do it all.

This is for you K,
Kitty, KiKi, Karolynn.
Sexy mamasita,
To the haters, the violin.

Deadly hazard in the streets
Because you can make everyone turn and look.
With a magnificent stride and confident walk;
Everyone's perception, with your presence, you shook.

Yea, you know how to do it;
You know how to do it well.
You can do it better than the best in Greece
And everyone can tell.

One in a million, yes, it is true
And you are humble even when you show it.
Incomparable to any being,
Native or foreign to this moment.

You are the best, you are on top
Like a cherry or church on a Sunday.
Sweet like a banana split
And tasty like a parfait.

I guess that we can call you cunning,
Like cunnilingus on your favorite night;
Or simply so that, sweety, you are sweetened
And will not want to pick a fight.

The truth is, that you are,
Simply, loveable and loving.
Thank you for inspiring me to write
And don't thank me for this because you owe, me, nothing.

"Happy Orchids" (Yasmin 03)

Inspired by and dedicated to Yasmin J. Cruz.

You said you wanted orchids
When I brought you a rose.
So here I am again,
I have brought you those.

Pretty purple flowers
Worthy of your sight.
Pretty purple flowers
Moonlit in the night.

Imagine for a second
That it was you and I,
Just us on a mountain
Looking at the sky.

Looking at the moon,
Staring at the stars,
Listening to the breeze
Coming from afar.

Imagine we were entranced,
Intoxicated by the scent
Of a field full of orchids,
Would that make you content?

Tell me, would you be happy
In a cabin far away,
Without city lights, nor city noise
To bring beauty dismay?

Nature at its best
Has dared to create you.
So would you in a dream
Create something for it too?

Create your happy place
Within your happy thoughts.
Those thoughts in which your orchids
Are ignorant to the wars fought.

An Essay About Our Lust/Introduction, Body and Conclusion

It begins with an introduction
As I begin with your face.
I Caress the topic lightly
Leaving the details for the body to be laid.
As the thesis is developed
And the message is conveyed,
I introduce what needs support
From the paragraphs to be parlayed.

I lead you in by stimulating
You with every touch.
I explain my point
And guide you without rush.
I show you around sweet sensations
That are, secretly, only for us.
Do keep it all between you and I,
Do keep it from everyone, do hush.

With introduction, introduced
And a sample, sampled out;
I let myself go loose
And show you, what tonight is all about.
I start touching, yes, I start feeling;
Feeling you all over and around.
I am caressing every millimeter
On my way to your mound.

Barely touching you, my finger tips,
Linger over you, they hover.
Enticing your body to rise to the sensation
As your beautiful butterfly does flutter.
You try keeping the secretion, hidden deep inside,
But you fail for you can not lie, I know you well my lover.
I know you feel it, I feel it too and me it does consume.
This feeling felt by me and you; we really do love each other.

You are feeling flustered in a way
That you have never felt before.
I have done some things to make you smile
And I am willing to do more.
So do succumb to sweet emotions,
As I make you reminisce of our first kiss in the outdoors.
Do not ever, dear, forget
About our first, I do implore.

We devour each other with a passion
Yet to be felt by any one.
We reap sensations from each,
The crop gained when the harvesting is done.
We hunt together for bliss
With our bodies as our loaded guns
Fulfilling every desire
Until our lust has won.

The introduction introduced your face,
A beautiful sight, indeed.
A sample was given, the sample was liked
And our bodies did agree.
We lost ourselves with every touch
As the body was laid to feed
Our lust with every sensation ever invented
For a happy conclusion concluded by you and me.