Teen Scribblers

She was tall.  That was all he saw when I first peeked at her. She was tall. I liked tall girls, being tall myself. At 6'2 with a body like mine, most girls made me feel like a pedophile (I know you're thinking I'm buff and ripped... YoU aRe WrOnG). Being fat and tall had it's advantages but not with slim and short girls, they mostly looked like children to me. This one though, was very tall, nothing less than 5'9 by my estimate. Them long legs captured my eyes and I followed them all the way to the top of her head only stopping to do justice to the ample backside she presented to me. 'Damn!' I thought to myself, 'she packing some real ammo right there'. So i stood up and walked towards her. The restaurant I'd come to take my evening meal was almost empty. Nobody eats this early in the evening, apart from me and apparently this lovely lady. She turns around just as I got behind her and in her shock thinking was going to harm her or so...

This morning was turned sour Woke up without you by my side Where's My Ride or Die? I searched for you my love Though I'm still searching Just a clue or hint But all you left behind Made me clueless Empty space Rumpled sheets It's a special type of feeling Always lingering in your presence Only you remakes an old heart  Back into it's youthful vigour I could always and forever write about you But what's left is nothing I miss you  Only you can fill your space I am with heavy eyes Even if I'm to rest  Where would I? My Succulent Bed I miss you ~Eustachio

Mornings begin with the sun It stretches its rays to touch everything of the earth the flowers to blossom the trees to bloom the ground to wake. My mornings always begin with you awake to my thoughts. You are like the sun shining in my life touching my heart to smile for you touching my lips to sing for you. Mornings for me is another journey with you. Love me daily and I will be your moon ~ Eustachio