I’m a blue collar lover

I’ll love you wholeheartedly & consistently.

I’ll take pride in loving you.

Clocking in daily.
Working overtime to tune you up when you’re not in usual gear.

I’ll adventure with you and show you my passion, and revel in yours.

When it gets rough, I don’t quit.
I roll back my sleeves and work harder to right the ship.

Never afraid to get dirty for you,
And with you.

Love requires work,
Not just some pipe dream or movie fantasy.

And for that, I promise you’ll I’ll never take a day off.

Part of being a writer is learning how to creatively evoke our pain and depression.

Sometimes, I have to ask myself, “What do I do it for?”

I find myself questioning what’s right.

Can helping people be a negative?

Or am I selfish in my motives; expecting an outcome that isn’t fair to believe in.

Is that why I feel so hallow at times?

Perhaps I’m “being there” to be some type of self-absorbed savior

Hoping that they’ll always need me, wishing they’d see how important I am to their progression..

It sickens me to even think my subconscious could be so deviant.

Am I extending my hand only to receive some award for my efforts in return.

Who do I think I am? A marine? An athlete?

That my acts of “nobility” and valor should be accommodated?

I know I truly expect nothing in return for anything I do.

But sometimes, I have to ask myself, “What do I do it for?” 

Those vibrations you put off..
So passionate
Intense
Oozing..
It’s magnetic, 
Enticing me to mesh and grab them.

Being engulfed in such a sensation
In that energy of yours is what I crave for.

Delving into realms
With a soul daring to take the trip.

I feel a rush through my fingers with just a thought, and how much they yearn to feel those wavelengths.

Tracing them in ways only felt with such
Depth & Passion.

In moments where these feelings are so engorged in our energies shared.

The feeling alone for me compares to none.

I let these vibrations speak what my mind and body are translating.
It is orgasmic. 
I can feel your body tingle.

                                                       (d.d.l.)

So much I wanna say..
how can I trust someone who doesn’t trust me?

I need to read more books.
I need to broaden and expand my mind.
I need to live more.
I need to challenge & dare myself more.
I need to be more forgiving.
I need to be less judgemental.
I need to not try to ‘save the world’ so much.
I need let loose.
I need to let go.
I need to forget some.
I need to commit more.
I need to believe in myself more.
I need to give in to some inhibitions.
I need to “turn up”.
I need to not be so jealous.
I need to not trip so much.
I need to be more human.

Even though all of these thoughts are what make me so…human.

I may not agree with everything you guys say on here. But I’d like to think I follow most of you as people. Not just for that.

And as people, you all seem like cool, funny, thought-provoking individuals.

Using this as an extension of yourselves.

Love + Effort.

That’s what I preach.

If I need any consistency; It’s that you try.

We won’t always get it right, but we can try..

I can tell when someone is using their confidence and bravado to cover those fears & scars.

They’re afraid to love & be loved. Let’s be real. So they act like they don’t need it or no one’s worth it cause they’re scared.

We spend all this time putting these walls up to protect from heartbreak not realizing it’s blocking love away, as well.

Let your guard down a little. You can still let love in with a watchful eye. Don’t have so many walls up or nothing will come in.

We spend all this time putting these walls up to protect from heartbreak not realizing it’s blocking love away, as well.

For - to him - she was the epitome of the world he wished to explore.
Ever-changing, vibrant; and at times, unpredictable.

Every now and then (More often than I’m letting on) I have that insatiable urge to taste the nectar of a woman..massaging it with my lips while rotating, stroking, and penetrating it with my tongue.