Her Taste

Her taste to put it in words its compared to as the perfect day

Her taste would keep any man's sexual appetite at bay

When I taste her juices I make sure its slow deliberate and sensual

Now picture me touching tasting and lickin to trey songs usual

After that I put LICK by Joi on repeat cuz it fits the mood so much better

Now while she's laying on the bed I tickle where my tongue will go with a feather

Just to build my anticipation of where my tongue will go on its journey

 After the first lick  I look up to say u taste so Simply Sweet,  she then replies boy you so corny

We both giggle but it doesn't ruin the mood as i start tongue kissing her lowe lips

She moans and tenses up so i bein to and nibble on her clit cuz it gives her fits

I hold her legs down I lock my jaws tighter and more deliberate on her sweet spot she twists and twists

Her legs are shaking she's breathing heavily her stomach begins to do what I call the "Sexual Wave" because she is about to reach her sexual bliss

She put a curve in her back and screams right there her juices flow like its a tsunami
she lays down but cant be stil cuz she is in ecstacy

Her Taste
Her Taste is sublime and ONE of a Kind

My Poetry

 MY POETRY

I WRITE THESE POEMS TO CONFESS THE STRESS AND DISTRESS THAT I SEE IN THE WORLD IN MY MIND 

COMES THESE WORDS  THAT COMES OUT IN THESE SQUIGGLY LINES THAT MUST RHYME

Poetry to a lot of people is just  rhyming words

But to wise mind its verbs adverbs nouns and pronouns

That a paint a picture of how ones feeling

My poetry tells a story that I cant

Not cause im shy just dot know how to word it

My poetry tells you who I am which is an educated black man on a mission

Not some hood thug or babys daddy hooked up in baby mama drama

But u wouldn’t understand that if you didn’t read and soak in the wisdom of My poetry.

I used to worry about rhyming or being clever with words before I started writing My Poetry

 but a lot has changed since then

My looks may come and go right along with my brains

But my wisdom will stay in tact

Wisdom is like a tattoo that can’t be removed with machinery or the world drama

MY poetry is my outlet that no one else can handle

No one else can write

No one else interpret

Cause its my poetry

You may be reading this and not like it

But like I said

ITS MY POETRY

Old Valentines Day Poem

Valentines Day Poem

By: Audie Burns

Valentine’s day isn’t to prove how much you mean to that person

Just to reassure that they are the only person

Because even on a rainy day with u feels sunny

To see u smile I wouldn’t hesitate to look like a dummy

To me your  like a present on Christmas with the biggest bow

In darkness all I see is u why                  I DON’T KNOW

Is it because just with a simple smile u can brighten up my day and make any problems inferior

Maybe but I just want u to know compared to any other girl u are superior

When I say superior I don’t just mean physically

But on deeper level mentally and spiritually

I this time to write this poem to show I love u

And hopefully when u read this u will say I love u too

Pleasure

From where I lie, nestled between your tender thighs
I see stretching out before me
the spectacular landscape of your beautiful body.
My nose is surrounded by the untrimmed bush
that sprouts upon a bony ridge.
Unseen, my tongue has found the fountain of your womanhood
and your earthy taste is sweet within my mouth.
My eyes travel across the flat plain of your soft stomach,
lingering at that shallow crater
where a small gold ring decorates the rim most distant from me.

It is a rolling meadow to the lush foothills of your breasts.
Small firm mountains, a matched set,
twin peaks each topped with its own perky nipple
sitting alert as though calling out for attention.
Beyond the mountains your chest and neck
display the warm reddish flush that signals your arousal,
like flowers announcing the coming of spring.
My eyes travel over your chin, finding full lips
that reveal nothing of your intense inner pleasure,
save a small upturning of each corner.

Your eyes are tightly closed as you look deep within.
Golden hair provides a wispy frame for your lovely face
as you are swept up in the avalanche of your arousal.
Your face reveals no recognition of my presence,
for you are swallowed up in the ecstacy of your sexual pleasures.

As I now concentrate on my pleasure in giving to you,
I close my eyes, for I have captured the landscape of your body.
Your indelible image is imprinted on my mind
and in fantasy, I will swallow you up.
My mouth will consume you, taking you in
and you becoming a part of me and I of you
until the plains heave up, the mountains shake,
and the bodyscape before me erupts with the fury
buried within the deepest strata of your passionate soul

Your Caress

Cradled between your tender thighs I lift you to my mouth.

The abundance of your wetness greets me and my mouth overflows with your warm essence.

 Your sweet taste is on my tongue and your fragrance delights my senses.

No gentle lick this visit. No bashful cautious approach For I wish to consume you.

Push against my hungry mouth As the tip of my tongue slides up the slippery furrow that welcomes me between rows of delicate pink petals.

 Thrust against my generous tongue. Show me the power of your desire for my oral caress.

 My exploring tongue lifts the hood and finds your smooth firm pearl.

 You squeal in that unique way. signaling that I have found your special spot.

 I harden in response.

My jaws protests what my open mouth provides but I am unrelenting in my gift, intent only on your fulfillment.

 I feel your body tense, and you are quiet now...

Concentrating...

bearing down.

 Soon now my love, ecstasy approaches.

You push hard and fast against my tongue,

shameless in using me and I so willingly comply until you cry out...

and in your satisfaction

, I will find mine, But mine will be the greater.

Angel Eyes

Angel Eyes

The eyes of an angel
were shown to me today
Chills ran down my spine
Not knowing what to say
Behind those beautiful eyes
Lies the most beautiful soul
So warm and so passionate
But not everyone knows
She made me feel special
Sweetly leading me inside
A place were our souls meet
Hearts open as we confide
Honestly she doesn’t know
My heart she has stolen
Makes me smile when i wanna frown
Warms my soul when it feels frozen
Those eyes shine brightly
Brilliant light in darkest of skies
I sit and stare motionless
In her sweet angel eyes

REALity

Sometimes i wish my life was like a movie but in REALity u gotta take the small victories and make em seem like u saved the world or u will go insane feeling inferior cuz all u see on tv are people that are Superior
and u cant watch the news cuz all they show is pain and tragedy
So I  begin to fool myself and watch nothin but things that make me laugh but that still doesnt remove the fact the world is in danger so i find christ and believe cuz when that time comes not even a movie hero can save u.
This isnt just my REALity it's everyones.

Karma ( For the ones who been hurt)

I look at the pictures and i see what used to be

maybe even what shouldve been

but u went back to the nigga that did u in

now u complainin to me cuz he doin it again

now u comin back to me once again

but i wont make the same decision twice

one thing u didnt know i was gonna make u my wife

yea i was hurt but its ur mistake

just to let u know i gotta go

got another date

Deja Vu

Is this deja vu
Everytime I kiss u
I feel deja vu
Is it because I met u in a past life
Or is it cuz i wanna make u my wife
When i say deja vu it doesnt mean u remind of a girl in my past
When i say deja vu it means that our connection is so strong that we knew each other from a past life.
So, when u read this just know i wanna make u my one and only wife.

AND I REPEAT IS THIS DEJA VU