Now that this book of poems has been completed, from more than a glance, it can easily be considered a testament. One of persistence and endurance-a true literary example of what it means to be stubborn. Of course, one might presume that "love" whatever you may define it as, could have very well had something to do with these words. But that's not quite so. As the author thought he had laid shining eyes on his wife, his prize, his everything-he simply began falling. Quicker than what he was once used to. Harder than what most would consider detrimental. Our poet soon found himself dancing with an effect that would later be estimated irresistible. He consequently led himself to not only think, but believe with all of his heart that he could seduce this particular young lady enough to receive unconditional reciprocation, at the very least. No . . . His desired results could not have been any further from the shape and circumstance of the current relationship in fact-illusive toxicity is the name. But despite the excessive cocktails of stagnancy and mania, the medley of illustrations was written nonetheless. After two and a half years of experiences on a two seat merry-go, here and now, Bite Me stands as an account that highlights the trials, tribulations and painful complications that by no means fail to accompany the choice of denying that dreamed unison is more likely than not, never meant to be. All of this in the midst of dramatic and sometimes comical strokes of passion is unquestionably what to be expected. Help yourself to a collection seemingly provided by a child needing nothing more than to have an adult strike his hand; just say, "No. Stop" But apparently the adult here remains absent nevertheless.

Bite Me

By Bryce Jones

AuthorHouse

Copyright © 2010 Bryce Jones
All right reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4520-6579-3

Contents

Chapter One

    STARFISH

    Oh, she cute ...

    suede boots, couple orange fruits, and no booty—

    Curly hair, lush lips, braces, eyes ruby

    Oo I think i caught a contact

    Hi

    Oh what's up? Don't I know you already?

    Birthday cake, bought you boyshorts &

    your homegirl the teddy?

    Yeah, that's you ... how you do?

    Same ol' blasé conversation—

    Haven't seen you in forever but I'm still so

    sick of chasin'

    Impatience

    But hold up, now my heart is racing

    It's the face across the room;

    Not the 1st sight but my heart's about to bloom ...

    little did I know

    But I was lovin' ...

    Room turned to oven, it was her ...

    She was all alone, lookin' busy,

    head up in them books

    I hadn't been in love in seconds

    but one split was all it took

    Hooked; still in euphoric stupor for

    what would be all too long

    Now I'm just gone

    And I put that on everything I cherish

    Girl shaded me a different world now that

    I look back on my own merit

    I had a star in my eye—

    wide open and I liked it

    She can't be just another

    fish in the sea

    need a Drink ...

    drink ...

    drinkin'

    thinking is she the one

    for me?


Maybe she's a
virgin ... I thought.

    FIRST NIGHTS

    And here we go again ...

    same shit, different day is at an end

    and I intend to be a lover;

    oh brother

    Temptress undercover presently gracin'

    Facebookin' in the library ...

    Me? Elated, very very—

    only cuz it's her again

    Went a little nervous but I

    approach and play pretend

    Perfect ten

    extended me a glance,

    Got me all stuck up in trance mode—

    Froze the 1st hello ... cleared the throat

    Yo you don't know me but I really wanna get to ...

    ya name, number, age, ya sign,

    n' some words you might get wet to—

    Booboo relax a bit, I'm only jokin'

    Just hopin' for mutuality

    once upon a time ...

    I'll never do you grime, I'm promisin'

    And so I promised

    Exchanged a couple more comments while

    the night became a memory.

    But if you ask me?

    It was plain to see we enjoyed the

    1st impressions

    despite difference in directions

    But it's where it all began and now ...

    For my confessions.

She made me
spaghetti ... extra
cheese.

(Least we got the same Moon)

NINE DIMES

Dragon meets Steed

Trick me? Nope, nope

I just knew she was a Virgo

Hold it down, queen crowned,

Never one for my clownin' BUT

still found her at the top of my list—

but my slick slipped up

before baby's Sun got to me.

Ticked & twisted,

slightly dissed and distant ...

that June 30 do me dirty,

19 five O plus 40

a damn Cancer she is ...

I'm like wait, that's not my wiz but

I guess I must've just fell for the Rising.

Utterly surprising once I felt that

Water kissin' me goodbye ... inside

Fire cryin'

but still

I'm steady in my Air

flyin' through rejection.

I know I made mistakes but

that's why they got corrections—

stay connected w/ me

and you shall always

be protected, affected for

nothing but the better—

so no more frettin' and I'm

bettin' she a Empress

so I go & check the tarot;

how narrow!

Turns out we both magicians ...

tippin' magic wands got our egos

trippin' with consistence;

still so different,

same in one

tryin' to dodge restrictions

more & more

but we let the games begin ...

Interelemental—

AIR/FIRE, WATER/EARTH

Month 6 verse 10


Think I let her win?


So ... her name's
Amanda ... same B-day
as Mike Tyson ... LoL

    MWA.LOL.OMG

    Every once in a blue—

    On the weekends ...

    or when every other day brings a

    Blue moon—

    A brand new impulse ...

    then another

    Fingers, buttons;

    My mind missin' you &

    a couple others

    but can I get a kiss please?

    No.

    LOL dependin' on the

    time n' place ...

    Wait, wait ...

    since I can't I'll give

    you one 1st

    MWA

    and this is not the 1st

    time,

    along the lines of the 19-50th

    or somethin'.

    Anyhow I'm bumpin' ta somethin'

    freSh up in the whip, just had a little sip

    And now I'm feelin' like

    you want me ...

    single-word answers—idc

    go ahead & taunt me—

    Ya makin' me ya tease so

    mami please,

    just push a mixed message.

    Then maybe we do the deed

    aggressive like—

    But then it reads

    no.

    No no, you know me bay;

    always playa playin' sayin'

    somethin' blind and/or

    ridiculous.

    Your answers, sporadic

    but I'll stick with this

    cuz shit gets across ...

    and nothing's at a loss

    or so I thought

    time and time again.

    Text, text ...

    OMG I'm back,

    And that defense of

    yours is sickening,

    surrender it. It's wack ...

    matter fact

    last time you responded,

    I'm dying trying to remember it.

    Wonder, wonder why

    But I admit ...

    I tend to get a little out of line like—

    a highly strung young man.

    Please get this thing

    up out my hand

    cuz once again I'm textin' dizzy,

    busy kissin' you.

    And no one's laughin' but

    I'd like to send a visual.

    O-:

    Oh Ma Gawd


She doesn't ignore
them all ...

(Body language is universal—subconscious fantasies)


    HEART DROP

    Just look at what you wearin'

    my heart drops

    Belgian beauty,

    half-splash of Nigeria,

    hear me out ...

    off the top, topless

    no not you, me—

    eager to please, ever ready

    to take it steady with

    the One.

    Come, come ...

    numb my cravings baby girl

    take a seat, I'll start at the feet.

    Meet my lips,

    go ahead & bite ya bottom

    grin like the devils do;

    you mind if I nibble?

    Toes first while my fingertips quench

    ya thirst for me to

    move it on along—

    long legs singin' a song to

    short strokes of my tongue;

    elevatin' notes in ya moans ...

    I get to taste a skin tone painted in

    the heavens.

    Lucky me, mighty you.

    Who knew we'd be writin'

    new psalms intertwined ...?

    Two ...

    Palms of mine slowly lose

    soft grips on ya thighs;

    eyesights collide,

    my heart drops ...

    you drop the jeans for

    me mama?

    Slow ... hypnosis-like ...?

    Slide down if you like—

    The floor and I are all alone.

    Don't be shy, don't hold back;

    relax.

    Let my fingers tickle ya waistline

    Wanna keep the panties on? Fine

    by me,

    I'll just pull and pop—

    Stock you with the good hurt

    kinda feelin' ...

    let some suction do the healin'

    if need be.

    But silly me; I forgot about my

    baby neck ... guess you

    should expect that affection

    later;

    but for now I'm busy

    blessin' below the naval,

    body raving about ya heat—

    you just too delectable.

    Keep losin' ya mind,

    winding,

    grinding;

    mind if I select a position?

    Or should I just keep every nerve

    of yours twitchin ...

    keepin' paces

    quickenin',

    leavin' our hearts dropped—

    kiss me, melt.

    Liquid hips felt as

    I caress the portrait under ya top,

    Pulsing—

    Key to lock,

    Just breathe baby ...

    let it out, like that....

I think she likes me at
times, you know?

FAN TO SEE

Oh, hey crab!

You're lookin' rather fabulous!

But she's needin' my attention now,

and I bet you wish you had you this—

Now na, I'm not the pessimist, but you

don't even miss me.

So Filipino caught me lookin'

& I think she wanna frisk me ...

frisky.

Feely touch pass,

then ya ass go walkin' by ...

keep it quiet, I try ... but

jealousy's for the birds &

my oh MY,

the option's

rather fly.

Now I'm dining,

precious time

with somebody's diamond

wifey.

I charm the dames,

she trains dudes &

she rude a bit

just like me ...

now I think we on to the next ones;

text some—

free fun & then

I have another fan to see.

Next thing we sippin',

non-smokin' n' she just

got her cardiac broken by

some lame, cryin' shame, but

I wonder where you are—

sparkin' up karmic disadvantage

I'm pretty sure I can manage.

As for now, this Hispanic is lookin'

at me savage & I think

I want her to be my addict;

See the chance n' grab it &

before you know,

time to add another fan to see.

See no need for Manda,

I'll just be who I plan to be—

I mean I'll always be your fiend but

I mean ...

Have you not seen me?

DuDe.

On to yet another nude

awakening;

the breakfast gets to makin' &

how I'd so rather be eating

with you ...

it's no nice but it's true.

Attachments grew

and I think I'm through with

having fans to see,

once again.

I want Amanda.


I've tried promiscuity
but ...

(Hope it was prophetic)

    THAT ONE

    The dream I had, let me tell you

    None quite like this & I've had many

    Very exotic this one ...

    A jewel


    Was a beautiful day

    Just like any other would be

    Sitting across from you, my lovely

    My problem, my ecstasy nonetheless

    Dressed in yellow, stroking your hair

    Eyes on you but you weren't looking at me

    Instead fully focused on the baby girl in my lap

    Fresh out of a nap, happy as can be


    One look at her, black milk for hair & found myself lookin'

    At we—wild hearts melded into one

    The vivid vision entrapped my soul's content

    No relent in my want for it all to be true; a reality

    Responsibility

    Believe I am careful for what I wish

    It's just ...

    Our baby's skin seemed kissed by a

    Honey butter sun, untouched by the evils

    nor the darker sides of a living thought

    Amazed

    Caught in captivation once I seen her smile

    Made me do the same—bright, beady eyes

    by the way; before I was taken away

    from yet another dream, but I liked that one...

    Enthused

(Continues...)

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