Nicro & His Mind 7:15pm

i close my eyes
why cant i sail far away in the Caribbean
wouldnt my soul just be chillin
not concerned with whats on earth
take my scuba gear dive in the coral reefs
trying to grap a sharks dorsal fin
the clearness of the ocean blends in with my tears
if only i could take off this outfit and swim this water underworld
not trying to be a mer-man kinky enough to talk air to a mermaid tho
but thats just because i remember her beach portrait posted on her wall
next to the beads she won not in new orleans but at Palma Real at new year's eve
and now my eyes are open
in reality its snowing outside 20 minute ride back to rdp all those feeling are fleeting away
this winter weather doesn't really bother
but the constant effect of feeling this obsession for sand and exotic tan 
cant be satisfied unless i get burned by the heat of the beach
again

Nicro & His Mind At 9:37pm

from AZ to ZZ
my music will live for eternity
banging rap all day
then classic rock when i smoke out
or switch to techno when my body feels like moving throught my city
it doesnt stop only at those 3
actually everything pleases me
filter my emotions thought music
bass , treble , loops all these make a perfect recipe book
like listening to your favorite song after a longwhile
emotions get put back together like tiles
musically my style guarantees me diversification on any ballad
i dont prefer one from another they all give me eargasms
a lengthy auditory relationship that will never end

Nicro & His Head At 11:06pm

turned my blog into my personal log
after the 1st relation
shifted from thoughts to statements
but lets go back to the reason why this was my sanctuary
its January in rdp
the snowplows cleaned the streets
my birthday in less then 15 days
a new decade starting with a lovebreak and amazing rebound
my lucky month
dissing autumn
but this winter thing is going to go away fast
i predict soon the blizzard will dissipate and let foliage elevate
every citizen of these prairie knows the feeling of green flourishing
just 60 more days of Montreal assured snowfall
in the meantime slide down a slope
fireplace , a chick and hot coco
practice your flow
blind your eyes at midnight starting at the moonlight

Nicro & His Head At 8:30pm

im not a homewrecker
after the construction and carpeting
youll be saying home improvement
but anyway can you elaborate
your boyfriend is lacking involvement
not asking for a relationship nor ownership
like a pirate ship i cant drown my mind floats all around
even trying to sink myself only brings me up faster then air
only time i decide to cover my mouth and eyes in liquid
is when i stick my soul and tongue near your clitoris
the astral vision that it brings only feeds my enlightenment
not too a church or a religious sect
but too hot sweaty we dont give a fuck sex
my demon is calm virgin sacrifices have been made to appraise the god
now all thats left is her kiss and hug after love
and the empty feeling of loving without commitment

Nicro & His Mind At 6:45pm

oh well here we go again
im back to being ban from your panties
the nymphomatic machine going overdrive
contained for too long the pressure was burning
eyes reverted to licking your body fluids
the whole chesmitry in my body with the added effect of lust for sex
just puts my mind to rest
playing Operation with her was the closest to being a doctor
took me hours just to get throught the 1st part
had no surgical equipements except a glove
that was such a RUSH!
even if i lost my lust
my love for fuck still fucks me up
thanks for trying to save me
but im still nick moody