My sweet, we share something special together from above.

Something miraculously happens when we touch.

I see the fire in your eyes

As passion burns between us.

Like liquid love.

Our temperature rises to a state of oblivion

As Pleasure over whelming us both.

Our love sweet and pure

As a white dove

While we?re tangle as one,

Experiencing liquid love.

Wet and Slippery as can be. We hold on tight

As our love is being defined through the rest of the night.

We gasp for air only to find none there.

But the feeling of ecstasy is so great we really didn?t care

With out a moment to spare she reached, I reached

she moan, I groan

Chills run through our bodies, it?s getting so hot

We were loving that feeling and never wanted it to stop.

Taking love to its purest state of

liquid love.

She turned, I turned.

We?re were rhythmic in motion

As our love is being poured like warm soothing lotion.

We both cry out simultaneously

Holding each other tighter than ever before

while our bodies are shaking instantaneously

And begging for more.

50 years of fireworks exploded

While our eternal volcano?s erupt

Our feelings were way out of control

And our hormones ran amuck.

I can?t tell her hand from mine,

her heart from heart,

her thoughts became my thoughts.

Let?s stay together and

never part.

Let?s live in bliss like the angels above.

As we enjoy one another in

Liquid Love.

© 2005 David Burton

As I experience the pain from this new found game while watching tricks on the corner battle for street fame.



Crack vials on the street as one walks listen to the chitter chatter of urban slang being talked.



You don?t know how long one will last from playing this game in a lane so fast.



Pop, pop, pop, you here in the night and sometime in the day. Moments later you here your associate or best friend has past away.

Some of tip the bottle in memory------ of----

A Conrad fallen who in the game they loved.

This is in memory to you as the sips fall and wet the asphalt.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust to a brother burn by a deadly assault.



This is the consequence of a game so untamed of the streets like a wild beast stalking it?s pray and now someone you loved has past away.



You say you love the game although it?s not the same now that your partner is no longer here.

So you figure you would carry the torch, hold down the fort

And hustle your life away without a care.



While your passing the dope and losing all hope of a future that seem so bleak. You have dope fiends and crack addicts battle for their get high barracks just to find a get high seat.

To be stone is what they crave without regard for their life until they reach their grave



A sad conclusion but nevertheless, it?s reality just the same

What a street game

Addiction is sad and a strong truth for so many

Dope, dope, dope this comes by the plenty

Until your consumed by the dope, lost all hope and

Spent every penny.

All your belongings are lost in a cloud of smoke.

When you think about it, this kind of life is no joke!



Copyright © 2003 Inform Publishing.

Voices screamed in the street as gunshots rang out loud. You faintly see the pitter patter of little feet as they run in fear through the street - of vapor clouds. I my self, was panic stricken, as I crawled through the street covered in red. Bodies are motionless as they fall and hit the deck, while the soldiers stack the dead. I have never known fear of anticipation of death. But un-cowardly held my weapon to help defend the innocent and my platoon until my dying breathe.



Suicide bombers make it difficult for veterans and new comers to make a firm stand. While the spirit of brotherhood goes un-shaken, I see God's Glory in the making as the solders give the innocent a helping hand. What are we fighting for? It goes deeper than freedom, liberty and justice for all. Defend America's glory, everyone, lets join our soldiers and stand against the dividing wall. Don't let the terrorist terrorize us. Take off the shackles of fear and watch them fall.



This is a statement I share, not out of fear or political oppression. We should learn this valuable lesson to take a stand to show we care instead of sitting back saying " it's not my political agenda and only respond at our discretion. If we don't care who will?