If I Drop You

If I ask you to leave,
Does that make me a cruel one?
Even though you can't care enough
To realize your mistakes.
Even though you are the one
Who carries all the faults.
Do anyone understand why I drop you?
Will they eventually know?

I sent you packing
I set you apart.
I sail you away.
I don't want you back,
Even though I'd like to see your face
For one last time.

With you the harmony is out of tune,
No matter how well I play alone.
With you the reasons become illogical,
No matter how much sense I make.
I am just walking around your wreckage,
And picking up pieces of you.
You blew smokes and ashes
Whenever the sky gets clearer.

No more sadness,
No more happiness,
Nothing matters,
because I am free.
I walk alone, I fall alone,
and I care about you no more.

The Sun Will Rise

I..., do not see you
The approaching sunrise
And the white blaze burns.
Just waiting for you.
And do you even realize
The deadly consequences.

You just shove away,
The senses and reasons.
Chasing after blood and joys.
Living for today,
Driven by silent voices,
Play carelessly and aimlessly.

So, you will try to hide,
The end comes at the sunrise.
But where could you make a shelter?
Or.., you choose to die,
Burn to ashes in the daylight.
Be a martyr of forever pleasure.

The black dusts smoke.
Was that what you became?
I just stand, stare, and silence.
The sun just rose.
The forever routine began.
I am indifferent for your vanish

Is this who you are?

Keep silence in the crowd wondering,
Which mask belongs, which smile suits,
The crowd you are indifferently embracing.
Then you put on the make up and fit in.

These are the thoughts that clouds
You every there and every time.
You need the attention of the crowd,
To feel loved and to feel alive.

Your darkness is surpressed and
Threatened into the corner of your heart.
You dare letting it out just when
strange ones are not roaming around.

And it is me who you face without them masks;
Who you dare to put down as your darkness rises.

2 Hours

I walked out of the dark alley, and the rain had come down pouring on me. I was alone, dashing on the sidewalk and passing the bars where many beautiful young girls stood or sat. They were looking for the next spender to take them away from the crowded, alcoholic, and smokey little bars. They were waiting to be taken away to someone's hotel room, and took the money while giving away their right to enjoy love-making. I didn't look too close, and I didn't want to. Two hours inside the dark alley had frozen my brain, and I couldn't come to my senses and reasons every since.



I left my feeling there. I left my love there. That was why I came out of there souless.



Deep in the alley, up after a dark stairway, and in the dark hallway, she greeted me out of the room. She escorted with her hand in mine, and with her face leaned on my shoulder. She walked besides me to the opened door and let go. She waived and smiled. Then I crumbled inside. I realled her question from ealier "are you really gonna packed me up tp go with you"?



"I would if my backpack was big enough". I said, and my words were followed my her laughter. The laughter continued as we talked about our dreams, our life, our family, and our past. She held me closely, and buried my face in her chest. I felt her warmth. I felt her touches all over my body, my face, and my hair. I really wished to have to ability to pack her up and go with me. So I could feel her love and caress her perfectly smooth skin every moment in my life. I wished to have her near me, so she could joke and giggle besides me. Her eyes looked into me, and realized my thought. She realized my wish, and she kissed me. I was worried, she said, I didn't know who was behind the window". I was shocked and asked "you couldn't see the customer" with surprise and sadness. She eyed my emotion and quickly wanted me not to look sad. In the dark room, I have found the most honorable love in the filthiest place one can imagine. Eventually the two-hour was up, and I have no will to part. "You will hold a place in my memory, and I will never forget about you. You said 90% of a man's words are lies, and I have used all 10% of truth for you today". I could see her trembling after my words. She let go of what she was holding temporarily, and came over for a closed embrace. Finally I slowly walked toward the door, and she pulled my hand from behind and kissed me on the lips again. I had a clear look at her face that was filled with appreciation and sadness together. Witnessing this, I went toward her before the door was opened to the dark hallway, and gave her one last kiss on her lips - the smiling lips that blew me away just a little while ago.



A little while ago, shortly after my last tangle with her, she laid awkwardly on my belly and played me. She was so relaxed and bubbly. She talked about her former jobs, and asked me many questions. I was wondering if I was disturbing her clock. "Two hours", she said, "there is a plenty of time left until they knock on the door. Before that knock, I am staying here with you. I like being with you". I pintched and played with her soft and beautiful perks for saying that to me, and she was greatly tickled as she giggled. She smiled at my way of appreciation, and she returned favor with her hands as well. Suddenly she moved. She positioned her face between my thighs, and began slowly slipping her tongue on me. Until that part of me grew big enough, she said "I am not letting go, and I am not stopping at all this time". She then bury me behind her lipsm, and slip up and down slowly. I felt her lips, her tongue, and her throat pushing against me. The stimulation was so high that I started groaning. The little devil then started to turn up her massage, and with every stroke it got faster and harder. I was trying to hold, and try to get myself distracted. But her wild play didn't allow much of that. Finally I coudn't hold back anymore. I exploded all that was left into her. Still she wouldn't let me off the hook that easily. With grunting at its loudest, she was still trying to drain the last drop of me away. Eventually I had nothing left to feed her, and she took the dying me to get cleaned. She washed me gently this time, and then had us dried. "Are you in a rush"? she asked. I gently shook my head, and sat down on the side of the bed. She walked toward me and said "let's talk a little. I wanted you to be with me until the end". Up hearing this I held her and felt her beautiful curves with my hands. I wouldn't want to let go now either. Just like when I first got inside of her moments ago.



The moment part of me was rubber-covered and lubed, she smiled and began to ride on me. I didn't meet with much resistance on my way going inside of her. She was dripping after my finger slipping, and I was an oiled maching thanks to her. On top of me, she shook like a there was no tomorrow. Her moving jugs and curved middle were voilently massaged by my hands. She was in control of me until I could no longer tolerating her on top of me. I sat up and pushed her down. I lifted her long and beautiful legs, so I could get a better penetration. I pounded into her, drilling for more sticky springs. My hands were also searching for a little squeezing and pintching game on her body. I gave all I had to ensure that her moaning was as seductive as it could be. Her fainting cries really hit me hard - so hard that made me decide to take even more command of her. I pulled out, and turned her upside down on the wetted sheet. From behind she took it. From behind I stroke it. She let her fountain drip, and I let me fingers slipped. My inserting stick rolled on and my finger rubbed against her sentitive spot. She curled and wiggled, but I couldn't stop myself from giving her more love. The clashing between she and I was sounding louder in every contact. Until I finally couldn't hold on anymore, she juiced me into the thin plastic that separated us. I laid back and held her in my arms. I kissed her all over to show my appreciation to her until she broke free from me, and cleaned me from my own mess that she helped created. I was really glad that I held on when she first tried to released me, so I could have such a great relief. After the brief cleaning, she came back into my arms letting me play all over her milk chocolate colored skin. "Was I good"? She asked. I reply "You were amazing. You are amazing. I hope everyone will treat you as good as I am. And I will never allow anyone to disrespect or hurt you. Or"! I then stopped. "Or what", she asked with a all-knowing smile. "I will beat them up for you", I said with a laugh. "Oh! How nice of you? Though 90 percent of a man's words are lies, I know," she replied. "I am different", I looked at her gently and emotionally. She seized her talking, and we tangled nakedly. I would never thought to fall in love so easily. I sure didn't think of this when we walked into this room.



After my selection and a short introduction, she took me into one dark room. She began draining hot water into the tub, and pouring in the soap. I was sitting in the corner, and watching her doing her work. A short conversation had me realizing that she was a part time "massage therapist". She was doing this when she had time. She used to be a sales for an international company. She traveled to Japan and China for business, but the pay wasn't much for a little saleswoman. All seemed like a pre-planned story, so I was just listening to her words and replying with my own history. Soon she took off the little things that she wore, and showed her polished skin in front of me. She had a curve of a Greek sculpture. She had milky chocolate skin, wavy long hair, curved buns, and nice little jugs. Her bottom was nicely shaved, and her smile was stunning. She came over to undress me, and touched me while she was removing my clothes. "Beautiful", she said. "So are you," I replied. Then she led me to the tub slowly. I couldn't resist my feeling anymore and grabbed her from behind. I reached her soft peaks, and her wetting valley. I felt her trembles as I hit the spot each time, and was getting more and more excited. She stopped me suddenly, and whispered "come in here, and let me play with you". How could I have said no? I jumped into the heated tub water, and laid down on my back. With soapy water covering me, she began washing me with every inch of her skin. It was the best bath I have ever had as she used her hands, tongue, and bottom lips to brush all over me. She had my blood all rushed to a rising pole. Then she teased and massaged that standing tip with her demonic intend. I had not been touched like this for over ten months, and I almost couldn't hold on to it. She kept wanting to get me juiced, but I refused. I wanted her to save it for later pleasure. Unwillingly she gave up, and pulled me out of the tub. She had me belly down on an air mattress, and started massaging me further with her buns. She was sliding all around my back. I needed this especially after a long day. I began grunting out of pleasure until she flipped me up side down on the mattress. Continuing her sliding, she flattened my standing pole and clamping it between her soaped and wetted bottom lips. She kept rubbing until I begged for a little mercy. With a satisfactory smile, she lifted me up from this pleasuring hell. She spared me from letting all go momentarily, and then washed the soap off me. After some really sensual drying, she put me down on to the bed and continued her effort to vaccum me. She was good at what she was doing, but I continued to fight against her fluting. Pulling out and away from her mesmerizing lips, I tackled her down and spreaded her leg wide. Finally, I had a good view to her shutted flesh. It was beautifully shaven, and amazingly shaped. I slowly opened that nicely closed door, and witnessed some hot juice dripped off. My tongue, like a red snake, moving around and into the cave of dripping springs. I was searching for more to cure my thirst. During my search, she started tickling and twisting. Her light moans wanted to give her more pleasure. So my fingers were joining to make her feel a climax. Inside of her, my bones looked for little bumps - the bumps that stimulate the most for any woman. I found them, and let them feel the wrinkles of my fingers. The frictions of us took her to another level of screaming. She was begging for stop, but I wouldn't let her as she almost successfully exploded me a several time ealier. I moved away my snaking tongue, continued to massage her tightness, and left my hardness next to her thirsty lips. She took that red tip into her, but spitted out when felt any orgasmic shock. Then at a loud cry, she leg muscles tightened, and I knew she reached that heavenly point. She panted and trembled for a little while, then began to take her revenge on me. She pushed me down on the same bed, and whispered "is it time"? I smiled and accepted the challenge. I nodded. I nodded just as when I firsted walked into the dark alley and up the dark stairway a few minutes ago.



I walked into the dark alley, and up the stair cases. I didn't know what to expect. Was it going to be good or bad? I had no idea. All i knew was: it was going to rain soon just like every day else here. It was going to rain big inside and outside. There was no turning back. Upstair some old woman greeted me and rang the girls to go inside the fishbowl. I didn't think too much as I spotted her. I spotted her smile. I spotted her sensuality and kindness. No matter what happened, I decided to give my love to her in the next two hours. So I nodded to the old lady about the first girl on the left. "The first girl from the left", the old lady cried, " good choice sir. It's her first day here".



In that two hours, I cleared all my doubts and left all my love in her. I had no regret at all going in as I was leaving that dark alley. Her scent was quickly washed away from my skin by the pouring rain. But her scent was attached to my memory forever.