PILLOW TALK
I want you just that bad, I relieve all my truths,
I am broke, I insecure, I don’t know what to do,
You listen, you encourage, you even put me to bed,
In the end you wrote a book, dissed me, told the world and all of my friends.
So fine she is,
Her legs, her hips, her lips,
She is simple a dime in my eyes,
With a one of a kind design,
That soothes my mind without trying,
I think of her, I smile,
I touch her, me anticipation climbs,
Maybe one day she will mine,
Until then she is just a dime,
Not yet in my pocket.
I remember this time,
This time of love,
The passions and the emotions,
The kisses and the hugs,
The way you intercept my heart,
The visual high I was brought upon,
I was fond of the journey,
This adventure I was upon,
I live through these memories,
No matter that they were ones I dreamt upon,
I feel them,
They inspire me,
They shall live with me,
And as well die with me,
They will never be forgotten,
They are mines,
They are my life,
My memories through my fantasies.
I see you,
You are there,
Who is that?
Can’t be you,
What’s your name?
You are me.

Time to open our eyes and realize,
That things are changing fast,
We must adapt and grab the new tech,
Better yet grab the iPhone 5 and await the iPhone 6.
Jixi Fox
The Creative Nemesis
@jixifox +jixifox fb:jixifox

I changed my angle and replace my current state,
I believe in my talents, my passions, so I keep the faith,
For I use to be driven into the deep and left a stray,
But I did a turnaround 180, into the sunlight, my creative rays.
– Jixi Fox
Tweet Me: @jixifox

Sitting in a crave I am brave,
I am surrounded my mirrors,
Mirrors that watches me,
Mirrors that I look at that watches me,
I do tend to go outside,
But no one sees me,
Even if I help them open their eyes to see,
Still people tend to be blind,
So I stay in my cave,
Away from the crowd of visually impaired,
At least someone is watches me in my cave,
Someone that knows my worth,
The exact reason I am on earth,
My reality is not great,
I am here to walk in the dark,
Just preying eyes from a far,
But still they can’t see,
But I have a flame burning so hot,
So hot that when seen it shall surely burn and blind the eyes,
But in the end no one will see but me.
My Harsh Existence
By: Jixi Fox
Tweet me: @Jixifox