Self anayasis has not been developed yet. Please retun in the future to experience what my deffinition of me is.
Definition
- DEEP_DARK_KNIGHT_
- It's hard to find me_, _I get around, United States
- A simple illustrative look into the mind of a self-certified freak and poet. My desire is your ecstasy... So what's your pleasure?
27 June 2009
Conflict
Thoughts conflict with urges.
I love she. She Love I.
But I in like. Deep. It flows as the Nile.
I don't have a clue. Your desires baffle me.
I couldn't fathom the requirements to hold such a position in your heart.
Yo Se Que?
Nada.
I lie.
I do kno what she desires.
Me. I. Daja. Swisha. DDK. Day Day. GQ. Candee. NAO_D
She knows not all but desires all the obvious and the hidden and is willing to discover.
Meanwhile my mind has already commited adult rated crimes with you.
No... Please... Don't... Stop...
They way you think.
Trying to discover my subliminal?
Proceed.
This
Is
For
You.
What am I trying to say?
No Se.
My soul. Quiero Tu. My heart. Tengo Ella.
I desire you romanticly, physicaly, and spiritualy.
I consider it an honor to ask for your hand in friendship.
Everything evloves.
Maybe.
I just know her tears are not nesscary.
Too much?
Sorry
Had to take a leak.
What is Love???
It is her.
Is this just lust?
When I first saw her I thought she was fine
I fell in ___ with her
I always dreamed of holding a woman like her.
The Hip Hop that runs throught her veins make me fall deeper and deeper with ever heart beat.
PERFECT VERSE
I THE TIGHT BEAT
SHE COMPLEMENTS THE PERFECTIONS AND IMPERFECTIONS OF ME...
SHE MAKES ME HIT HIGH HAT AND BANG THE BASE
DRUM CONSISTENCY
AND THE TEMPO IS AN EVER CHANGING PACE
OUR LOVE IS A SONG OF LOVE LUST AND LIFE
NO PARTICULAR ORDER...
THE ROLLER COASTER OF MELODIES...
THE RISE AND FALL OF MY HEART BEAT..
THE DRIVE COMES @ ALL THE RIGHT TIMES STIMULATING THE CHORDS TO LET OUT SCREAMS OF PLEASURE..
ITS CALLING YOU YOUR SOUL...
YOU CAN HAVE...
ALL IS ATTAINABLE
SHE...
SHE...
AWWW SHE...
THAT "PERFECT VERSE"
THE RED TO MY GREEN
THE YELLOW TO MY BLUE
THE HAPPY TO MY SAD
EVERY OPPOSITE AND COMMON FACTOR
COMPLEMENTS THE WAY I AM AND I WAS...
SHE MAKES ME WANT TO MAKE IT ALL BETTER..
WANT TO CHANGE THE BAD B4S AND MAKE THEM GOOD NOW'S BUT EVERY TRIAL TRIBULATION MAKES HER THAT "PERFECT VERSE"
DON'T CHANGE...
NO DO CHANGE...
EVERYTHING YOU ARE I LOVE...
CLEVA FLO TIGHT LYRIC...
SHE SETS THE VOCALS ON FIRE NEVER TRYING TO OVER SHADOW THE "TIGHT BEAT"...
I REALIZE NOW THAT I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN A
"TIGHT BEAT"
YOU HAVE TO HEAR IT ALONE TO MAKE A REAL JUDGEMENT...
NO NOT JUDGE...
APPRECIATE AND EMBRACE...
SHE PICKS ALL THE RIGHT WORDS TO MAKE ME FEEL THAT WAY...
THE BUTTERFLIES AREN'T RESTRICTED TO MY STOMACH...
THEY FLY IN MY SOUL...
CATERPILLARS UP MY SPINE WHEN SHE SPITS HER LYRICS...
MAN I JUST LOVE THE WAY SHE DOES HER THANG...
SHE'S HEADSTRONG SO SHE WONT LET THE BEAT OVERSHADOW HER BUT SHE IS TRUE SO SHE WILL OFFER THE SAME COURTESY...
I LISTEN TO HER VOCALS EMANATE AND VIBE OFF OF WHAT IS HER...
SHE MOVES ME...
MY HIP HOP AND R&B QUEEN MAKES ME THE TIGHT BEAT THAT I AM...
"YOU ARE THE PERFECT VERSE OVER A TIGHT BEAT"
A TIGHT BEAT WILL FOREVER GO UNNOTICED WITHOUT THE PERFECT VERSE THE SONG OF MY LIFE IS INCOMPLETE WITHOUT YOU AND IF THERE IS NO YOU...
_LOVE HIP HOP...
Sasha
a real one that is...
is only a distant memory brought on by the melodic sounds of _
that beautiful woman...
I long to touch her again_
make her release those sounds that make me smile and reach a high never even thought 2 be possible...
I miss the way I would strum her keys and the way she would embrace my soul...
the way I couldn't get enough of her and her I...
the way she never gave up on me and a sour note was taboo...
I miss the way my urges became animalistic...
jus to feel her soft melodies in my ear...
her tune was me...
I made her sing those songs...
in that key of E major...
never letting the tension go because that's what kept our love alive...
she has always been and will always be a part of my soul...
DAMN...
I love my piano...
L_ve &+ An_ther
Well I have nightmares that come true that assure me my dreams will never.....
I can't explain it or maybe its just hard to say it but Love has fallen in love with Another.
It shatters my heart but brightens my soul at the same time.
Don't get me wrong I'm estatic to hear that Love is happy.
Love is the most important thing in my life...
All I live for is to see Love happy....
I just always thought Love would be happy with me.
Love is the forbidden friut that took me out of Egypt and realeased me from my shell.
Love made me the person I am today.
I owe my confidence, my attitude, and a new found love of myself to...
...Love.
Now I fell in love with Love a long time ago...
and I thought Love was in love with me...
Love gave me a little nick name that made me feel special but now Love calls Another that name and it hurts whenever I hear Love say it.
I wonder if Love ever thinks about me in the way I still think about Love.
Does Love ever wanna hold me?
Does Love ever wanna kiss me?
Does Love ever just wanna see me smile?
Beacause thats how I think about Love.
Does Love even know that I really can't let go?
I'm so confused...
I want Love to be with Another because Another makes Love happy...
...I also want to be with Love because Love makes me happy.
I want Love to be happy.
Love has a smile to brighten the darkest of days and nights.
There is honestly no ending to this Love has moved on to Another and is happy...
...right now I wouldn't have it any other way
DREAMS MANIFESTED
She standing back to the wall...
me kneeling in front of her begging for her love...
soon enough savagely I peel away the jeans that kept her love so tightly locked away from me...
hungrily I start 2 eat my treasure...
tho the taste is sweet her pleasure is my desire so I decide 2 do things differently tonight...
my mouth watering with desire I begin 2 lick the sweet pearl slowly, and persistently...
no matter how much she squirms shakes quivers or jumps...
I continue with my consistency...
I run my fingers down the back of her legs letting her know my desire and that this is only the beginning...
b4 she knows it her legs r on my shoulders and her feet r no longer touching the ground...
my tongue is on a vertical exploration to find the fountain of love that dwells deep within her...
and
I
WILL
find
every drop of her waterfall...
the rain starts 2 fall but im looking for a storm...
so its time 2 intensify the situation...
she jerks back to realize the wall is still there as I start to rise from my knees to my feet...
she is in the air...
hands on the ceiling now...
its driving her crazy 2 know my strength...
to know that she can get me {this way}...
I love her on the wall...
my tongue and fingers doing things in overdrive that they have never done b4...
she is my everything...
I want more...
and I can tell she does 2...
my lips on hers...
im kissing her love...
making love to her love...
I can feel our souls intertwine while her love ignites in the palm of my hand and my mouth...
she yerns 4 me...
she is trying to hold back but she only delays the inevitable...
she knows that its gonna happen...
and im in control...
the wall is done...
to the bed... she says "when did we get on the here"...
"turn over"...
now behind her...
I begin the writing on the wall...
the furthest wall...
she can hardly take it...
the
in
and
out...
the twists and turns...
and then...
there it is...
I find the spot...
she begs and pleads with me...
but I want all she has 2 give...
once...
but I want more...
twice...
not enough...
pure ecstacy...
pure desire...
I yearn for more...
slowly I slide out briefly touching her pearl...
that makes her wonder...
I begin to explore with my eyes and my fingers...
I gave her twice...
she wonders what's next...
I like 2 show my strength...
her legs r on my shoulders again...
I get it from behind...
this time deeper...
that spot...
tastes so good...
her love...
tastes like love...
sweet...
multiple explosions...
in my mouth... is she done???
Never...
She begs...
Claims she can't take anymore...
but if I stop now she will wonder y...
"baby what more can we do?"
curiosity usually kills the cat...
but I make it purr...
She wants to know so I let her...
her thunder is crashing...
I put it on...
and then I put it on her...
my hips in sync with hers...
the rain...
the waterfalls turn me on more...
I love the way...
her mouth on mine...
me inside her using the rhythm of my body to serenade hers...
we are never done... because my imagination can go on forever...
only the woman of my dreams has made it this far...
she's still there...
I wonder when she will manifest...
_DDK_
26 June 2009
Yellow Flowers

around
the magnificance
of what is her
how i long_____
touching her skin
delivering sounds of pleasure from her lips
ever so lightly
touch
her
in places the sun cant
i long to touch her mind
in a way no other collection of words
or actions has ever
to move through her like
the melody of her favorite song
to taste her sweetness unparalled by
the purest sugar cane from the depths of south Asia
Lucky yellow flowers
they more than just lie beside her
the mean something to her
represent her
her desires
just to be that close to her
her dark knight
to achieve every desire her mind can fothom.
How I long to be...