A thorn hidden
blood trickles down my
fingertips
as I smell the rose
and admire the beauty
my mind tells me to let go
because it hurts
my senses beg for the scent
so nice
despite the thorns
as I continue to grip its
stem of reality
I lick my wounds
and switch hands
getting pricked once more
the petals begin to fall
as I continue to inhale
what is left of the aroma
I confused with love
but is nothing but a lustful scent
I inhale in desperation
as the last petal falls
leaving the bud
of what was once admired
leaving the thorns
closing my eyes and imagining
what was
which is no more
in my mind
I remember the beauty of it all
I remember the smell of the rose
I drop the naked stem
and reach for another rose in bloom.
-LolaBee
your hands
my thighs
my eyes
your eyes
your lips
my thighs
your ears
my cries
your motion
our rhythm
your sweat
I'm wet
your grunts
my groans
our moans
your hands
my hips
my thighs open to
your lips
my expression
my face
your hands are on my waist
I grind
you grind
mixing our soul body and mind
until its time
its time
its time
my eyes
your eyes
you rest comfortably
between my thighs
our calm
our silence
you can only hear our hearts beat
until we drift off under the glow
of the moon
bodies still in tune.
-LolaBee
In order for one to be confident, you must ignore the negative energy and embrace all the positive energy coming your way. Do not encourage people to continue to push your buttons. It will only make you doubt yourself. You need self-assuredness and you will not find it in the nay-sayers. What good are they. Find all of the support and encouragement within yourself. Believe in yourself. When in doubt look to the people that have been in your corner all along.
-LolaBee
Look past the shell and you will see the core...that's deep.
-LolaBee
Sometimes life has a funny way of saying "fuck you too."
-LolaBee
I see eyes that have seen a past
a mouth that tells a story
lips releasing the truth
I see you
as if I have never met you before
I see the glow of infinite wisdom
as I try to emulate your mind
radiance
on a level misunderstood by
the mortal limits of understanding
I see you
I see your diffidence
remnants of a rational being
years ago left behind
to pursue a more vigorous individual
I see certainty
as I relate to your state of being
confidence
as you slowly step forward
with your eyes that have seen a past
looks forward to what the future holds
a teacher willing to be taught and learned
tasting the flavor of perseverance
offering a bite
I see your willingness to undergo
an emotional metamorphosis
I walk into your world in mid transformation
a calm
a positive declaration intended
to give surety
stepping into guarded territory
I see you
offering an opening
following your words towards an entrance
unafraid of the surroundings
I trace the verbal footsteps
of each word
and place them into my memory
I see you
words unspoken firmly established
through powerful thoughts
continuing to follow you through
a mental hallway of wondernment.
-LolaBee
