deeper level

i'm taking you to a level so much deeper
i'm making love to your mind
i'm reaching the innermost spaces
that even for you are hard to find

the deepest depths of your cerebrum
where all your hidden thoughts are kept
i make you go there and retrieve them for me
because no one else can get you this wet

no one else has ever drained your passion
to the point that you've lost all control
no one else has ever had you so naked
i've gotten in your skin and i've exposed your soul

no one else has mastered your defenses
to the point where you just can't resist
i know just what to say and how to say it
i know just how to touch and where to kiss

no one else has been so consistent
on my body you can rely
don't need chemicals or drugs
i provide an orgasmic high

-- romey.in.va

desmond h.

dear ej,


Torry Logan does not stand a chance against me. He never has. I beat him when we were kids. I beat him when we were amateurs. I beat him in the Olympic trials. I'm sure he knows that I will beat him again. But still, he demands to fight me. What a fool.

I'm in the best shape of my life. My body has never been more chiseled. I look like a sculpted piece of stone. My abs are rock hard. It's like I'm wearing a molded plate of armor.

My feet have never been quicker. I'm like lightning whether I step in or out. Yesterday when I was leaving the gym after I broke training, I amazed some little girls down the block who were turning double-dutch. No matter how fast they turned, the rope never touched me.

My hands are putting on a display of speed and power that is almost never-before-seen. When I'm punching the speed bag everybody in the gym just stops and stares. The sound is so rhythmic. It reminds you of a drummer in a military marching band. The cadence is perfect.

I almost lost another sparring partner today because I hit too hard. The only way my manager could talk him into staying was if I wore gloves with extra padding. It's like I'm a cyborg with metal underneath my skin. But still, Torry Logan demands to fight me.

My ring vision is unbelievable. I see punches coming even before they are thrown. And with my cat-like reflexes, a boxer throws his best combination at me and hits nothing but air. It's like I'm Neo in the matrix.

By chin is like iron. In the rare occasion that a punch lands, even right on the button, it doesn't even register on the scale. Send as much ammunition as you can, but my chin is bulletproof. It's like I'm wearing a Kevlar chinstrap. But still, Torry Logan demands to fight me.

But I know why. He knows this is the only fight that can bring him the kind of exposure that he has been after for his entire career. He knows this is the only fight that can silence his critics who have for years accused him of avoiding me. He knows this is the only fight that can bring him the kind of payday he's been dreaming about. Shyt, after this fight, he'll damn near have enough to retire on. In fact, I'm going to hit him so hard, that is exactly what he'll want to do. Retire.

-- desmond h.

sometimes

sometimes you sound so damn cute
like the way you say my name
sometimes when you wear that gray sweatsuit
you set my loins aflame
sometimes you make me hard
just from the way you're laying
sometimes i wanna fukk you
just because of how your hips are swaying

sometimes just seeing you when i get home
makes my day ok
sometimes i'm so hot for you
i wanna get in it with no foreplay
sometimes you can make me horny
just by walking across the room
sometimes your sex is so damn good
it makes me cum too soon

sometimes i get erect at work
just from thinking of you
sometimes when you're on top you get in a zone
and i don't know what to do
sometimes i just have to thug you out
smacking your ass and pulling your hair
sometimes i sleep fine with no sex at all
just knowing that you are there


-- romey.in.va

i'm sick of all the bullshit (the preclude)

precludes "you're sick of
the bullshit?" by romey.in.va

Guestblog from
Curlycurvynervy
author of: "summa this & summa that"

I'm sick of all the bullshit,
I'm tired of all the games,
I'm tired of pointing fingers,
I'm tired of calling names,
My head just keeps on spinning,
I cannot make it stop.
I cannot keep on going,
I think I may just drop.
I can't deceive myself
I need to heed the truth.
I want to believe in us,
but I'm afraid there is no proof.
No sign of your faith,
No way for me to know,
what's real or just a game...
I'm full of hate, of rage and jealousy..
Of envy and despair
I want to run, to scream...to free this part of me.
To inhale fresher air..
I need to exorcise, rid myself of these feelings
detoxify, cleanse, flush out all the demons.
I gave you only love,
You gave me only lemons
I tried to make it sweeter
to make it wonderful...
You poisoned every drop,
and killed most of my hope, my faith, my sincerity...
I only feel sadness, and empty all inside..
I have nothing left to give,
no more gas to fuel the ride.
This is my moment of silence,
my time to marinate,
My chance to sit and ponder,
Just what road I will take

body interview

when i get into you
it'll be in depth just like an interview
i'll ask your body questions
feel my way around to keep going in the right direction
to avoid any ho-hums and yawns
i pay close attention when your body rezponds
i'm anticipating your reaction
i'm keeping things moving, no lullz in the action
interesting and thought provoking
you've got your eyes closed but your mind is wide open
when we started you were in your clothes
then i got below the surface and your soul was exposed
your innermost desires were revealed
now inquiring minds want to know, love, how does it feel?
your body answers with a shiver to my touch
a twitch when i kiss, and many shakes when i thrust
your body tells me how to make you cum
and i'll be sure to file this information when this interview's done
g-14 classified, padlock and key
i never reveal my sources this is privy only to me
i ask your body questions
never with words, but well-timed injected erections
girl, when i get into you
i go to great "length" to get in depth just like an interview

-- romey.in.va

lose control (romey make u moist)

kissing on your neck, licking your earlobes
it's getting harder and harder for you to stay in your clothes
your not a tease, it's just that you don't know me well
don't want to lay down with me for fear that I'll kiss and tell
but the way that I kiss you and hold you and squeeze
makes you believe that i just want to please
my fingertips touch you and caress you with care
telling your body that when you wake I still will be there
your body is politic-ing, trying to convince your mind
"tell the thighs to open up and let him inside"
"you've already convinced me to let him in the house,
have a drink, make out, and take off our blouse"
your mind's losing control, how could this be?
is that your skirt sliding down to your feet?
you're taking my hand, leading me to your bed
ignoring those rational thoughts in your head
you'll take the gamble, play the game that they play
want to find out if Romey's as good as they say
it all begins with a kiss on the way to heaven
when Romey makes you moist in '2007

-- romey.in.va

you're sick of the bullshit? (the reply)

romey.in.va's reply to
"i'm sick of all the bullshit"
by Curlycurvynervy
author of:
"summa this and summa that"

why must it be me who gets blamed?
when you met me, you knew I was untamed
that's what attracted you after all
that's why you answered when I called
you chose the challenge, admit it baby
thought you'd be the one to drive me crazy
but instead it was you who lost control
so many nites I gave you pleasures untold
now you're telling me your sick of the bullshit?
because you're upset that I won't commit?
don't get me wrong, pain is not what I want to cause you
but I won't shed a tear if I've lost you
the remedy is to remain patiently
if you really want my love wait for me

-- romey.in.va

so warm (the wait is over)

romey.in.va

spending time with you, there's no place I'd rather be
just breathing in the same air as you brings satisfaction to me
but looking in your eyes, you're seeking something more
you pull me close to tell me what it is you're longing for
outside it's so warm

we go inside to find, there's no one else around
we're all alone, no one to possibly hear a sound
you lead me through the door, the time has come i suppose
you run your fingers through my hair, and my eyes begin to close
your room is so warm

your fingers slide down to my neck, and pull my lipz to yours
I was so very patient with you, now the rain's about to pour
I remove your blouse to reveal the treasures concealed within
Shockwaves of eroticism run through you as I touch your sexy skin
your body is so warm

you push me onto your bed, as your aggressiveness takes command
kissing my neck and my chest, you cause my manhood to expand
it turnz you on more and more with every inch that I grow
you give me the sexiest look and then you slide below
your mouth is so warm

it's time for me to see what's alluded me for all this time
unbutton, unzip, unhook, slide down, let Romey claim what's mine
I let you start the show, now it's time that you discover
why it feels so good, why I do all that I do, and why you'll never desire another
inside you it's so warm

-- romey.in.va

my hands (happy ending)

my hands, rubbing you up and down, stroking all around;
no one else can make you moan these sounds

the oil is hot, your body is warm;
there's nothing but a sheet for you to adorn

relax, let me do all the loving and caring
there's just you and me with the moon just staring

your pleasure is my mission, your soul I so understand;
nothing can soothe you like the love from my hands

they spread the lube over your skin like a glazing
I feel you squirm with delight so amazing

as I complete this session, I'm pleasantly surprised
at the look of allure beaming from your eyes

all of the care and love I was spending
turned out to be the beginning of foreplay leading to a happy ending

-- romey.in.va

addicted

romey.in.va

you've got me feening; I'm scheming to get your love

it's not too much, can't get enough
constantly please u; I read u,
your body talks, tellin me just what to do
and there's no one else I'd rather give my love to
I'm addicted to you and only you

-- romey.in.va