Blacktigre's profile

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine. It has a mind of its own. At times it aligns it self with parts that my spine controls. The in depth reaches of parts that hold speaking seem to become meek when my heart starts to seek them. So excuse my low flow. It may seem like I'm muttering or stuttering to start. Parts of my heart are fluttering. Struggling to keep my cover complete. Compose my souls desires despite denial keeping me weak. I frequently seek ways to compete with the grasp it se...

The blade is removed from its plastic sheath.. Used for shaving in a past life..no more... Curiosity beckoned unto me... Free me... It whispered with its dull modular thumps... Constantly digging... drilling its message into my mind.. Free me... Free me from this prison designed to keep us apart... Never did the blade seem more beautiful... more appealing... Delicious... As its silvery luster contrasts with the clear unmarked canvas that was once thought of as protection... Its a deterrent.. ...

Luscious lustful layers of soft supple seduction are placed in a space near my face.. All it would take is a stake upon my pride.. refusal is not something i could survive.. not when my stomach churns and my faces aches to press purposefully against eternity.. the urge keeps burning see.. my mind desires it.. just bliss.. no thoughts conspiring to cloud my already opaque irises.. just life.. just lips.. just this.. first kiss..

her... supple syllables sweetly stroke my soul with flows from beyond the globe.. the goal....to tantalize me with precious preachings of pronounced prose.. with carnal consistency she licks her lips at me.. she moans and i fold over... Our destination determined by dictated decibels as damaging as a thrown boulder.. Shes no poser.. With a power precisely placed at the point where my core resides...At the mere suggestion of a session she beckons to me and I abide.. by her rules of thumb.. to ...

And i was cornered.... Three walls and a smile on my pursuers face.. I had traveled this maze many a time.. Evaded pathways.. Stayed away from places designed to confound the mind... Tricked into a face off.. I stared into the eyes of the one who had been chasing me for longer than my ability to comprehend... So diligently i was stalked with my end on its mind... It tasted the sweat as it poured off of my chin.. Pale.. and I grew even paler as it produced the instrument of my demise... The im...