Who Gets the last Drop?

Water...

When it's down to the wire,

Who will be getting the last drop?

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Touch of a Man.

I see them all.

Those locks, your lips, that nose, them eyes, 

Your height, your size, that color, that mind.

But your touch...

A great surprise.

Your hands just right, caressing my skin oh my

Ecstasy takes over me and removes my sight.

I  feel the very essence of a man,

Yet the anxious curiosity of a child,

His body hovers over me,

Ready to rid me of my veil. 

Smiling Within the Rain Drops

Inspiration:listening to"Rain"By: Brian Crain

The dreary sky's so full of wonder, 

Echoing sighs and cries of despair,

No fair for the RIP

 No rip.

 No tear.

Simply yearning for patience, happiness, life...

In a world that has nothing but disappointments.

But despite the drips that leave dew on your door step,

You keep alive the already fallen leaves,

& hold breath for the dream of spring.

So when the rain drops fall on everyones parade, 

 No one dares to frown,

 For it was time, 

That time was now,

When humanity smiles to the clouds. 

A guide, a road, a helping hand,

That moods your day,

That foreshadows your plans,

That leave you wide open,

That lone you of your clan. 

These days are frequent,

Yesterday's today,

 whatever the weather,

Smile within the Rain. 

                                                             ~S.N.A.P.S

Stabbed by a Kiss

The way it creeped was rare but I know its kind

The ones that walk slow and simply bat their eyes

The ones that appear naive but are mighty wise

They will never stand alone and will always take a side

They are the fillers of the land

the beauty behind the fan

a person begging for a chance but will never lift a hand

A pawn

A puppet

An evil twisted spirit

Who defiles the different and worships the crickets

But who am I to down play a master of the game

for you enjoyed the show that sadly gave you fame

so while you sit in your room thinking about your play

 was it neccesary just to make the gang?

Deep down you regret it

you know you did injustice

but what's done is done, so shoo be gone, don't make a ruckus

But at night when you lay asleep

don't forget about me

the soul that tried to guide you 

The soul you took as weak

The soul you lied on

the soul you prayed upon

A godly spirit, meant to cherish, that you just made a fun.