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In my opinion Everyone can write poetry...fore poetry is an expression of the heart and soul and words can be a small image of the soul...and everyone has theise things..or so I should hope lol...So as long as it comes from inside of you then thats all that matters!And if there is anything that you would like to know about me please feel free to ask...

Life becomes our vision...a lesson to strive for....when this lesson stops what is it you have to live for?? -J.a.G

...."....tantalized...by tainted eyes....swarming honey drops...
for sweet cherries to cry....weeping stems plastered with sin..
boggle thoughts of rains with a kiss.."... -by Sika Loka


DANCE OF THE SHADOWS....
Come with me softly, come to me now
Fulfill the sacred vow
Take my hand and lead the way
Into the shadows we do play

Dance with me love, Dance through the trees
Let our souls float among the gentle breeze
The stars drift to the beat overhead
Not a word between us is even said

Intricate patterns we make of the dark
As our bodies twist and ark
To the rhythm of our blood dancing through our veins
Playing the shadows' games

Hold me my beloved, welcome the pleasure
In this moment I do treasure
Moonlight shines upon the earth
In your eyes I read relentless mirth

Love you I do, Love you I swear
Thank you for this dance we once shall share
~J.a.G~

~In the end we are alone and there is nothing but the dark and coldness of eternity!~


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JESSIE'S FAVORITE QUOTES....


~CONSUME MY HEART AWAY; SICK WITH DESIRE~

~Oh,sweet sorrow,the time you borrow,will you be here when I wake up tomorrow?~

~Kisses are the remnants of paradise~


~THEY THINK THEY'VE BEATEN US, WE JUST SMILE AND SAY WELCOME TO THE NEXT LEVEL!~


~Beshrew the heart that makes my heart to groan~

~when I look up to the sky...and tears begin to fill my eyes...Know Im still in love with you~


~The desires we deny ourselves...Find us as fate!....?~


~The secret to out being is not only to live but to have summin to live for!~

~although you may not love me, although you may not care,
if you shall ever need me, you know that i'll be there.
your love may all be taken, your heart may not be free,...but when your heart is broken..you can always lean on me.~


~There are things you'd love to hear that you would never hear from the person whom you would like to hear it from, but don't be so deaf as not to hear it from the one who says it from the heart.~

~*EL AMOR ES ALGO QUE NO LO PUEDO DESCRiBIR...ES TAN BELLO Y TAN HERMOSO QUE PRIMERO LO TiENES QUE ViViR.~

~Fueled By my unsatisfied Hunger...Driven by my on going Instincts~  
 
-Two lovers...and the dance of lust and blood began anew-


~Enter my caves...my elevated dungeons...await....suicidal swords...swarm inside a lust war....explore my inner murder.....and make love to me....once before...~ -By Sika Loka...Tracey


~Jessica Anna Gutierrez~

*You can Love me you can hate me...its all the same to me..because as you lay and sleep I watch you...as my visions over your life...I creep solemly through the shadows...an essence to your dreams of a lover to which your heart...can only learn to surrender...*



FREESTYLE DROPP OF POETRY....BY SIKA LOKA AND ME..........


"Such Sexual dropplets to tease my emotions...come to me my Love...fufill me...take me into this night...drive into my soul...make my empty heart beat within this completeness of yours

Sleepy..

"....meditation for a mind hallucination..guitar sounds..string up the imagination...love my body..mixed with...emotions....
i share views....with my weapons reflections....holding my timid pose...with roaring...reflexes.....".......


sika.......


"Control your urges with the tepmtingness to my sexual surges...Desires to pounce a thrill deep to this satisfaction...making passions music to the motions of the wind..your trigger to this ending...as this vision to my sight's sending..."

Sleepy...


"....the drug infested streets of concrete....snort up my feet..and take me under..six feet deep....as i lay in eternal sleeps....now...i'm a drug to block corners...they smoke me to get relaxation.....they hit me up...now i run...through the veins of these streets...i'm like fucken drugs...piled up.....and envied....".......

hahah........


sika.......



"The nights of terror...you roam the streets...the darkness of night it consumes you as the screams of the night thrill you...your drawn into it...the ecstacy in the pain you take lonesome strides within the shadows...they call out to your devotion,as future victims scream out to the presence of your family name...the essence of there scent haunts you...but pleases you to the satisfaction of your dark soul...."

Sleepy...


...."....tantalized...by tainted eyes....swarming honey drops...
for sweet cherries to cry....weeping stems plastered with sin..
boggle thoughts of rains with a kiss.."...

sika......



"Sensual dew dropps of shimmer...they trickle from within the soul..motions of desire to bring such elegant sorrow...a tempting that of your luscious spring rain...to the petals of which your heart does glisten...succulent carres's of teasing from the suns gentle rays...such sinful devotions they leave this heart in pain..lost within your vision of beauty's elegant way..."

Sleepy...


future will know...all what is kept...call this crazy thing named selfish.....and tell it to flee....future will know everything... call jealous....and tell it to leave...call out to anger...and banish each thing of.....negativity......roll out...these sacred royal carpets...set forth...a blissful march.....call out to the wicked dark......tell it to leave this spot... create a new beganning......call it....the future..... for it will know... before we must think.. said in repeat... it knows the call.....of.....eternal.....sleep...."......

thought i'd share this thought with you.......
.....my mother wrote it......when she was our age......
..........dec. 20th.....1985.......
.........lovey's footsteps.......



......."....i strive for protection.....that is the goal...fo my soul..
..ambitions of a soldier..full power and control.....with my head on straight.....no weakness in my shadows..i stay wise and alert..guns ready for battle....ambition is my key...
my key.....to glory..forever i stay strong.....i shall leave behind.. war stories...battle tales of ...fallen enemies...for.. eternity....my ambitions...will protect me.....heavenly...".....

sika.....



"The beart of a broken hearted lover...so distant a vision within the darkness...the caress of a shadow a disapearing figure..curves to suit the rythm..dancing to the nights beat a huntress on the prowl for innocence to calm her thirst...the whispers that draw you to her...so cautiously she searches...as you lay sleeping I watch you...my visions over your life...I creep solemly through the shadows...an essence to your dreams of a lover to which your heart...can only learn to surrender...as you are trapped in my devotions...for me too feed my hunger in the distance of my echoing eternity...you become mine.."

Sleepy...


....."...inside my caves....dragons spit fires..i feel them.. their fires of sacred desires..dragons so powerful...their flames....
spelling out my name....no pain...these dragons...somewhat tamed....their knowledge....their view....of situations.... dragon infactuations... mark of ....lovely beasts... these dragons... contain..wings.... spitting....their flames....passions of.... fire rains.....power of...hotness...burning....inside my brain....these... dragon...their... life.....for faith...is their name..."............


sika.......


"Consumtions to this palace..step with ease from within the light..to the depth of my darkness...watch the flame as it flickers to the design of my reflection..eyes that flare...you become my possession...lost within the pools of exstacy...Music which roars within your mind...candles that light a room full of my pleasure...tools of such sinful design a dungeon to Sika's darkest fantasy..... No fear my lover pain is of no consiquence to the endlessness to the flames of hell within our game...every movement you are drawn into desire..taken from self will to a slave in which left to play the twistedness of our say..."

Sleepy..


....another one i know by heart ....written by my mother....

...."outerspace....get out of place..with my words of wisdom..
wisely imaged....i'm creative..said...plain and simple.... outerspace.. gets contaminated by my universal words of war... cannons fly across milky way skies... battlefields... live on these stars... the art of war.... the painting... the picture of dispite.. likewise... its harmonized... played instramentally.. i'm musical...in the sense....i was blessed... poetically caressed... outerspace so out of place...yet.. i've arranged.. to be otherwise...abstracted in the mind...me and outerspace.. make a toast...raise our galaxies... and sip this fine...rhyme..".......

hahahaa.....
august...21st...1986



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*Who knew that the devil had such angelic eyes?*

CONSUME MY HEART AWAY; SICK WITH DESIRE

~You are the queen of all gardens, as I, a golden bee drunk with honey~ Written By Crushie

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