May 24, 2013

Dream Dust Angel

From The Unseen Face Of America A Prisoner Rant To Rave by Linniell Phipps (author's profile)

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Rant to Rave
5 my soulful cries 5-2013

[Dream Dust Angel]

I must've been high or out of my mind when I seen her.
Or maybe I was in some kind of drug-induced sleep, hallucinating.
Either way I've seen what I've seen.
She's the color of a nectarine.
A smooth type skinned peach.
Juicy, so juicy indeed.
I bet you anything, I'll get full off her kiss.
She's nourishment, if she'll allow me to sink my teeth...
Umm! I can taste what I can see, but not reach...
I'm sorry, it's all I keep saying to her in my sleep.
If I was a vampire, I'm afraid that I would be unable to control
myself and drain her with my first bite.
If I truly had an opportunity in this life, she would be a love in my life.
I'm sorry. I cry!
Please don't be mad at me.
We may not be destined to share this life...
No matter how hard we fight and try...
To tell a true woman not to be mad at you is like telling her
To not cry.
So please.
I only ask that you be patient
for I don't understand why God commanded me to live such a hard life.
I would love to have you as a love in my life.

[Message in a Bottle]

You're My
Fire Rose

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