Tuesday, September 21, 2010
You’re teasing my flesh both near and far.
Internally and externally I want to scream.
Not often does this happen; Oh yea, once in a dream,
Have I had to hold my breath to keep from explodin’
I’m adoring your fingertips, enjoying the strokin’
Of an unfamiliar palm, an unfamiliar hand
We barely know one another, and already I’m in lover’s land.
A magical place where wildest dreams and fantasies come true
With every soft kiss, the more I’m wanting you
To be in me, within these warm walls,
Every textured article, I’m yearning to take off.
To provide you with a French vanilla canvas,
Needing nothing more than you sweet kisses and handprints,
All over my body, especially in the middle.
Causing my hips to rotate, and my soul to tremble.
Consciously, I’m not wanting to give in
But I can’t deny the way you’re fittin’
Beside, on, around, and in me
I’m the lock that opens only to your key.
You unleash a world of excitement and wonder
Thrusting deep and long, both in attempt to feel the thunder
That’s is arising from your love below.
What once was a trickle, has become a steady flow
Of emotion, of desire, of restless needing
To become one in such a sensuous meeting.
Missionary, riding, and a back-shot or two
With heavy breathing and slow kisses, our moment is through,
Cradled in your arms, all three of us are happy and sleepin’
Thoughts of this weekday, have my wondering and anxious for the weekend.
Monday, August 30, 2010
I be on that Bullshit.
He be like, “I’m tryna come over and kick it.”
I be like, “you can do more than kick it.
You can take it, and you can taste it, and you can
Do everything, but forsake it.”
In my mind, all is well;
I want him close enough to smell
The sweet fragrance I sprayed on the inside of my knees.
But far enough that I can talk my shit and play the tease.
I be on that Bullshit
He be like, “I’m tryna come over and chill?”
I be like, “you can do more than chill.
You can lick me up and lick me down until’
I’m all filled up and ready to spill.”
In my mind all is well;
I want him close enough to tell
Me how peaks of my breast rise and fall taking in deep breaths
But far enough that I can talk my shit and play the damsel in distress.
I be on the Bullshit.
Monday, August 23, 2010
I wanted so bad to make him a part of my world;
Wanted him to enter gently, mess up the place;
Cause a little disturbance, bring a smile to my face.
I wanted so bad for him to take me back to where our love met,
The long days and private nights of calculated kisses and cold Moet.
He called me, and I answered.
I wanted so bad for him to cum and never leave;
Wanted him to relax, sit back, and thank the heavens above
For the perfect fit; nestled tightly in me like hand in glove.
I wanted so bad for those moments to last until eternity,
So I’d never have to reminisce, and only be left to a memory.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
I get lost in the past; get lost in reminiscing.
Knowing that life has no rewind button, I push to move forward.
Not letting go because I want to
But, better yet, because I have to.
Your heart no longer beats to the sound of my drum,
So I’m giving up.
I hate those words of defeat,
But what’s a girl to do…
When the man she loves,
No longer loves her?
Clouds turn to gray, and sprinkles turn to showers.
It’s the way the world turns, the way the cookie crumbles.
Friends turn to enemies, whispers elevate to mumbles.
What can I say?
Same shit, different day.
A short life I’ve lived, but many lessons, I’ve learned
No need to be worried, no need to be concerned.;
With circumstances you cannot maintain,
With circumstances you cannot change
You live and you learn, you get up and rearrange
Your friends, family, and every priority.
Making yourself majority, and not the minority.
It’s normal to wonder, it’s normal to guess.
To put your heart on the line, on a constant guest.
For joy, for bliss.
For the ultimate happiness.
In due time, this too will come
But patience first, you must succumb.
Sometimes not a tear, or a cry can explain
The turbulence in life we must sustain,
So make life easy on yourself, and hold it’s hand ever so tight
Be conscious of your wrongs, but remember there’s no way to do it right.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
For the givers, the beggars, and the choosers.
Love resides in heart of the lost,
Seeking to find this feeling at any cost.
Love loves the loveless
Love touches with the sweetest caress.
All bundled up, Love loves you up and then sits you down
Love has a funny way of sticking around.
Love is lost, just seeking to be found.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
God gives me hope that my prayers will be answered
God gives me hope that by pressing on, I will prevail
No feat too difficult for my God
So at night, with tear stained pillows,
I pray hard
And I know that no matter of the heart is too tough to solve.
Hanging on to an undying belief,
That someday and that someway
What seems impossible will be possible.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Not about today, and certainly not about tomorrow.
Days go by and no feelings are exchanged
Taking for granted that life isn’t promised,
And that I’ll always be there.
And when life gets down and no one holds out their hand
I’m here. Loving unconditionally.
How foolish of me.
To play around with my heart, as your days go on
But I stay still.
Because I’ve been taught to hang on to beliefs.
And I believe in us.
What’s gained when no one has faith?
No remnant of hope
Not a speck of possibility.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
When I heard your voice, something down below changed.
The lace sitting so pretty between my thighs got hot
And a little piece of my love drained
From out of me without a choice
My body responded, and Vicky got moist.
Didn’t know you had that effect on me
But my kitty cat did and she purred immediately.
Damn boy, keep on talkin’ and keep on speakin’
Keep doin what you do, and Ima keep leakin’.
Keep giving me a reason
to keep on lovin on you and keep on teasin’
the way that I do
One by one, I as I remove
Piece by piece.
Come through this phone and give me what I need.
Hugs and Kisses
Friday, June 4, 2010
In between time
And you’re there.
I want you, but he wants me
What’s a girl to do?
I like him
I love you.
In the meantime
In between time
My phone rings
For you my body vibrates.
I love to love you
But I hate to hate
Myself for holding on
And you’ve let go.
In the meantime
In between time.
Friday, May 28, 2010
And I can’t help that I stayed.
I can’t help that I saw the best in you,
And I can’t help that I forgave.
I can’t help that for you I’d give my all
And I can’t help that I’ll always be there to break your fall
I can’t help that no hate resides in my heart,
And I cant help that when you left, you took a part…
Of me. A part of my being
But I can’t help that love is still alive
And in my heart, it’s still beating.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
But it lingered in my head,
And it lounged around for hours.
Reminiscing on the times when our eyes met,
But no words were exchanged.
It danced around on my finger tips
As they strolled across your back,
And slowly surfed the contours of the most beautiful
Face I know.
Like a foreign dialect,
We spoke in a language that only us two understood.
So, after the I, the Love, and the yous roamed perfection,
It entered my heart,
And gave it a great pace
A remarkable taste
On my tongue.
Lips puckered up,
I Love You landed,
so softly upon it’s match.
Like a feather onto cotton,
It found you.
It found what the stars shoot for
And it found what rainbows stretch towards
Love found Hope.
Monday, April 26, 2010
I mean, I wanna love you, I really do.
Feeling ways un-descibable by any adjective,
All I know is, that with you, I want to live.
Live for today, but especially for tomorrow,
My heart or my mind? Which one should I follow?
Two paths; both ending in the same place
On my trip, you've become my short-cut to a better space.
So, am I in "Like" with you?
Not quite sure, but I wanna love you, I really do.
Much more complex than three common words
This feeling I have cuts deeper than double edged swords.
When my lips curl; it's because of you
I wanna love you, I really do.
When my thought drift, they focus on you
I wanna love you, I really do.
I've been here before, or at least it feels somewhat familiar
Heart and mind confused, but I know I'm really feelin' ya
Please don't make me regret,
Erase the emotions, and forget
How I feel about you.
I like you, I think I love you,
Or at least I want to
I wanna Love you,
I really do.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Feeling was great,
Just wasn’t the right time,
Just wasn’t the night
For us to hook up,
and possibly fuck
‘Til you actually remembered my name
Not just a contact in the cell
But a person with a face
And not a rumor to tell,
Your “mans and ‘em.”
Nah, that can’t happen
So let’s cut the small talk
Before you get to rappin’,
Me up. No my friends don’t wanna chill with yours,
You like me, they don’t like them. Where’s valet?
Keys open doors, yes Keys open doors.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
A smooth talkin'-walkin' brotha, with bread that was easy bake.
Made to order. Louis Vuitton, Minnolo, Polo, and Purple Label.
Had a mean tongue game. Feasted on me like he was at the turkey-day table.
Joe was the kind of guy who would give it to me good.
Had me doing things that I said I never would...
Do, but that was before the late night back-shots
Loud Knockin, Body rockin' Sex so good, neighbors got to call the cops.
Yea Joe was that nigga With a dick that couldn't get no bigga.
But Let me not call him that, 'cause he was a real cool dude.
Provided an open ear and mind when I was in a pissy mood.
So on one occasion, he picked me up like any other day
But With Joe, even the ordinary seemed out of the way.
I strapped in to make sure I was safe and secure
While he put on his YSL stunna shades to add to the allure
of the rainbow skies and my curly mane blowin'
All the while I'm not knowin'
Where Imma end up, or where we goin.
Just along for the ride, doin nothin' but enjoyin'...
What I saw in this fly ass automobile
Thick Lips, bright smile...ooh, if his looks could kill.
Oh, you thought I was gonna mention the plush carpet and wood grain
I'm not a gold digger. Money's a plus, but it aint my thang!
And when I say "it aint my thang" that doesn't mean I can do without,
Its just not a factor in deciding who takes a trip down south.
But back to Joe, and this ride we took.
I asked, "Baby, where we goin'?" No Response, just a look.
So with that look, I simply sat back in my seat,
Propped my legs up, and let the dashboard cradle my feet.
With a quick right turn, and an abrupt stop
We were there, we had reached the top
of a hill, with a sight comparable to heaven.
Joe turned to me and questioned, "I bet you never been beyond these earthly skies
Reached peaks higher than those other guys?
I shook my head no, but then obliged
To enter a realm of a sensual high.
Giving him my hand and total control.
Delicate kisses planted. I surrendered both body and soul.
I thought to myself, "could this really be happening?"
Could this man have me completely open,
like textbooks in a 6th grade class,
Seeing right through what I thought was tented-glass.
Must be, because before I knew it
Joe had me singin' my part in our own love duet.
Hittin' high notes in a capella
When I rain, I pour. I needed an umbrella
To catch this precipitation that was heaven sent
Like mixing the Goose and Patron, I was bent,
Over and ready to receive what stood at attention
I was submissive to him, the sheet I was drenchin'.
He cuffed my body like a ball in a catchers mitt,
and Like a big girl, I was taking it.
Giving him my all, giving him my best
Giving him something better than all the rest.
I wasn't his first, so I had to make a lasting impression
Job well done, cause he popped the magic question.
I didn't answer, but smirked and let out a breathy sigh
thinking,"I forgot to warn him of the power of my P-U-S-S-Y
-thanks Joe lol
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Bright and Early , I arose this mornin'
With your Love on my mind .
I must have dreamt of you in my slumber.
'Cause your voice was speakin' and you hands were waunderin'.
Your eyes were searchin within me!
Yes. You were my initial thought,
and you left a stain that couldn't be erased.
Your love, like oxygen dispersed by mother nature ...
Living because of you.
Living to inhale your splendor.
Sitting on the edge of my bed, I look to the heavens,
Simply Thanking God for you.
Thanking God for my thoughts of you.