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IF WORDS COULD SAY

By Stanley  Fritz  

   

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TABLE OF CONTENTS Dedication.............................................................................................................. 3 Inspired By You ........................................................................................................................... 4 Mental Stimulation .............................................................................................................. 5 Flawed Feelings.......................................................................................................... 6 Just So We’re Clear....................................................................................................................... 7 Dear Future Mother ............................................................................................................. 8 I Will Marry You..................................................................................................................... 10 Lyrical Seduction........................................................................................................................... 11 Credits ........................................................................................................................................ 13

                       


Dedication  

Dedicated to Stephanie and Roman, you two are the beginning of a beautiful family. “Dear Future Mother” was written for Stephanie Guillaume and her son Roman Sutton To Sarah, many of these words were inspired by you -­‐

                     

Stanley Fritz    


Inspired By You They say we show weakness when we expresses our feelings But for you I'll submit, no average man can ever understand this. Just to see your smile, I'll gladly acknowledge my flaws, all to fall victim to the love in your eyes. I find myself so energized from just a glimpse as you walk by, while so many seem to sexualize your body tends to be the tip of the iceberg for me. Love. I yearn for something that can only been seen through years of companionship. Every ounce of your being I thirst, I gasp for air I yearn for it. Just a taste would be a hardship, your heart could make my cup overflow and still... I would want for your fountain to continue, there's just never enough of you. Goosebumps shouldn't exist but the texture of my skin gets so sick when I feel your presence Stumbling just to breath, your kisses would put me at ease, I cant help but think stability It makes me smile to think of a you and me, so infectiously infatuated, its through the pen that I first speak. For many others have crossed my path in the day's that I have lived, but until now my heart has never been stopped in its thump thump tracks. You've taken it and I don't want it back, instead we should switch, I promise to cherish it, to learn your imperfections and fall in love with it, because in my eyes your biggest flaws only make you flawless to the language of my heart. So many others have inspired a feeling similar, but you’ve stolen the show I'm truly yours, through the words from my pen and the songs of my soul I submit everything I have to offer to the love of you.........


Mental Stimulation I want to make love to you‌‌.. I want to kiss your fears, embrace them in my lips, and feel the tremors that make you afraid. I want to caress your deepest secrets, while licking the juices that your essence contains. I want to massage, the curves of your inner thoughts and admire the Brilliance of your mind then feel the heat of your love as I begin to see what makes you happiest. I love the way you rise when I tongue the smoothness of your worries, then undress your soul to leave it completely naked with the power of your mind I want to make it to your center, and find that rare diamond that lays between the priceless pearls that only you endow. Then Slip in like a hot knife through butter and softly stroke my love into your heart,


Flawed Feelings This one is only for you. If only I could come up with words that would strictly be used to describe the wonderful makings of you.

But I cant so instead I must try to trace a story with these simple letters and hope they can spell out to the world what you embody.... perfection But not in a perfect sense, if that even makes sense at all, because it’s your Human side that brings the broadest smile across my already enchanted heart. Give me any power in the world, and I'll freeze the first moment you looked at me, Bottle it, and hold it as a treasure to keep my spirits high when life must pass through those turbulent moments And in case the others forgot, my hand moves across this canvass to paint into words an ode to you. Yes only you I hope these words hit the same chords that rippled through me when we first did speak, an on purpose accident that started casually but has left me thanking my maker for this wonderful Blessing. a feeling so sublime but over powering all at once to explain it would require a language that no one knows but we all understand. I have to do this for you, I smile at the idea that after so much head ache and so much heartbreak there actually exist a soul who deserves every thing that she is given. So with your presence I am presented with the hope that there does exist a possibility for happiness. For more than anything else you give me the inspiration to open up, I’ve always been tough but for you I’ll offer a sample of my being that not many have experienced, and maybe just maybe this will create something such as bliss or at least a decent ending.


Just So We’re Clear Before we begin I think its important to tell you I love you. Our Present will be memorable beyond your wildest dreams, and as I prepare for what will soon be current, a smile descends upon me Rest your head on my shoulder; I'll carry the load from your aching heart Dry your tears and Blink out a smile, I promise I'll absorb all of your pain. Become hole, and look for no more empty promises, I'm the perfect man; yes its true that I exist, waiting anxiously to leap from this screen Only to land safely into your deserving heart. I'll be seeing you soon


Dear Future Mother I'm reminded of your bravery in what seems millenniums before our eyes will ever meet. Before I become a reality, what will eventually go down as one of your most heart wrenching decisions saved a life I had not yet experienced. No one is perfect, and the concept of choosing someone else's life at the expense of possibly not being able to fulfill yours, is one that women all over are forced to face. I'm so excited for our future journeys, and as I lay here inside of you I savoir every experience. You've taken the weight of the world and decided to carry it in your womb, kept me safe by sending warmth through the compassion of your soul, I feel the easy steps you make in order to make my stay comfortable, and I love you more for your pre motherly efforts. My existence inside of you at times can be turbulent, I apologize for the morning sickness, but what can I say, I'm a lot to handle; and it’s going to take a woman of your stature, because no one else could take on such a task. So as we share this body, I have taken these many weeks to learn about all the parts of you that ring perfection in my ears. At this point of my development vision is not present, but I feel your laughter, and it bubbles inside of me sends euphoria through my veins, your smile will soon be the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen. Your voice will be the hymn that soothes me, your words, are the truth that I can always come back to for strength. I feel so much gratitude, because mama I know you. On any given night you wouldn't mind hitting the town to take over as you always do. But in the interest of me you instead stand pat, smile your frustrations away, and postpone the party nights so that our future can transpire in the smoothest of fashions. You've sacrificed so much before I ever had the voice to ask, and for this my love will always be in its purest form for you. Every kick to your stomach can be translated in the book of love, it’s my way of saying “Hi Mom, be strong because soon we will be together”. These weeks will turn into days, the days will turn into hours and when I take my first breath, and bellow my first sound, they will come off as cries of pain, but it will be a shout of relief to finally lay safely in your arms. Don’t Change If given the opportunity to change any inch of your body, I would boldly decline. Because in my eyes, your perfection go beyond the contents of your exterior The beauty that is you can’t be described with just a gaze, instead it’s a story that I never tire of. Your flaws speak to me more then your perfections, they make you human, build your already sturdy character.


So while you fret over your weight, I can’t wait to wrap your entire circumference into my bedazzled embrace Wipe the mascara from your face, so I can count the love constellations over your natural complexion You battle your stretch marks with all kinds of moisturizer; while I sit back and laugh, its always the ones with the least to worry about concerned with the most. But if you ever did lose a speck of your Beautiful glow, I would just love you so much harder, what’s on the outside will eventually go, but the chances of something changing your soul is zero to no, keep that the same and I’ll never leave you… Don’t Change.


I Will Marry You.  Dear Future wife, at this very moment I have no idea who you are, To be quite honest I sometimes wonder if we were meant to meet But I do know that you’re out there, so I work to make sure you get the best version of me You will be everything that I could of ever imagine, so anything else will be useless I'll leave it to my friends to go outside penetrating empty promises Their afraid of the real, so instead of the pursuit, they settle for instant satisfaction, Finding success in the number of thighs that they can crease I'd rather be the champion of broadening your smile, creating a family and building. So that years from now we can enjoy the fruits of our labor together


Lyrical Seduction If my words had the power that I imagined, they would be limitless. I'd want them to be able to reach you, touch you from the debts of your core, and send Goosebumps through your internal. With this pen I would methodically make love to every inch of your edible compass. They say that the art of sex has turned into nothing but a hobby for the small minded, but in this instant, I would love to take just a minute to adore every aching part of your body. Close your eyes, lets take a moment to bring sex back to its original intent, there is no time for a foot race, only me you and an empty canvass, I intend to make art. The kiss is the most fundamental part of passion, the connection of two heartbeats, starting off on inconsistent chords, but eventually syncing into one smooth tone. I imagine the puzzle being filled with the warmth of your tongue; exploring yet grasping for the tension built inside of me. Constantly reaching for the fire but instead meeting my lips as mines touch yours, grazing across your butter soft skin, and sending electric jolts through our entire bodies. It always starts off slow, and then intensifies. Our heartbeats now hit a frantic pace, the breathing becomes choppy and I pull you in deeper, with every caress of your lips, I'm trying to dig further into your soul. It’s the language that we all speak, so I send you the international message when I suck on the lower portion of your strawberry flavored heartbeat. We suddenly find ourselves inspired, and my hands follow this new feeling and begin to explore the outer lower regions of your body. Our kisses never just end, they are always the gateway for more to come, what starts off as kisses to the lips become battles of the tongue, and those battles become caresses. I caress the inside of your mouth, stealing your breath, feeding off of your electricity, constantly grasping for your fire; and what started out with just lips soon turns into a wandering flow of magic. My kisses find their way to your cheek, from there to your ears, hovering over the softest spot, sucking on the lobe with the intent of sending little currents of pleasure to your already stimulated self. The traveling continues and I find myself on your neck, its amazing how your body tenses and releases with such gasp. The soft sweet pressure is a continuous flow that is started by one inspired touch, I'm fueled by your heavy breathing, I want to steal it all away and take you deeper into this abyss. At this point the waters are flowing, and I can’t help but part the butter pecan sea's to take a sample of the juicy sweets. Those kisses go down below, and what started off as two hearts synced can now be articulated from my soul to your lips, which quiver from the love that my tongue is making to them. Spreading them apart, separating the time spent on each side, going to the left kissing the external flesh penetrating the folds and engulfing myself in your tropical parts. Hot humid, and filled with the scents of love. Your moans reverberate against my skin, so I apply pressure sending waves of hums through your inner thighs as I try to trace a new message across your walls. The energy is flowing through your entire body and I am compelled to go deeper, lick longer, harder and faster. In one swift motion going to the right side, and entertaining those folds with as deep kisses as possible. Your body speaks a language of approval one thigh is on the shoulder the other soon to be across the other. You straddle my face, apply the pressure and I accept it with a joyful reaction, penning my lyrical seduction across the pleasure induced by this action. The fluid motions of your grinds begin to draw out the lyrics to a song that both of our bodies will sing. The song starts off slow and earnest but picks up the pace as tie progresses. At this point we are shifting gears and entering a new tone. I shift from the lower torso back to the top, and am attacked by kisses,


you’re thirsty, sucking the juices of your own ambrosia from my lips, breathlessly trying to get every drop. The methodical pace turns into a battle; I position you on your back, legs to your chest, eyes locked, nerves high, and Goosebumps flowing. And with ease that catches us both, I slide into break into your skin one becomes two and our motions create a friction that can never be explained through mere words. The goal is simple; I push as deep as possible holding your hands against the bed, imprinting more words on those walls, stretching them to their limit, diving into your ocean. Your moans bounce against the walls and I steal them with kisses coated with the spicy flavor of your love. You bite on my lip to subdue the sounds but I just dig deeper, and with every stroke I hit burrow further from your lust and deeper into your heart. Take you back to a place that you've been gone from for so long that you barely recognize. Our Friction echo's and creates pots of steam and energy, our body heat convulses into one beautiful flow of passion. Digging deeper, stroking harder, and swimming further and further down your canal. The connection can never be lost, but the language will change, we switch positions, you on all fours. I think you’re trying to conquer your desire by climbing to the top of it, but I grab you by the shoulders, and straddle you. Enter you from behind and steal your will power, Pull you deeper, burrowing further into your secrets, unleashing more of your primal noises, inhaling more of your lustful scents and becoming dizzy with the drunken sensation that they give me. It’s almost too much to bear, but you match my stroke, with every hard hit that I give, you respond with a defiant backlash. What was once so methodical becomes more and more primal, I reach for your soul, but only get a handful of your hair, so I use it to pull your neck to my lips whisper a message mixed with love, lust, aggression, and passion into your ears and take an ounce of the moisture from your neck into my mouth. I plan to devour all of you, so during this lyrical seduction all of the rules will be thrown out of the window, and we won’t stop until I have written a beautiful novel across your walls.

                       


CREDITS  

Cover Photo by Victoria Rodriguez Online E-Book Publishing by Ed Easton Jr.

Stay tuned for the release of Stanley’s first official published book “Beautiful Problems” coming soon to a book store near you! Follow the “Beautiful Problems” progress on the official Facebook page http://www.facebook.com/pages/Beautiful-Problems-Written-by-Stanley-Fritz/ Follow Stanley Fritz on Twitter - @Darkskinswindle Follow Ed Easton Jr on Twitter - @EdEastonJr

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If Words Could Say  

A collection of poems from writer Stanley Fritz

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