She took my face and planted it below her waist
Stick your tongue out have a taste
I fell in love with it
Anyone can hit it
But it takes an artist to Picasso
A master piece
At least
Unleash the beast
A kiss to every crease
So lets start off slow
Latricia taught me everything I
needed to know
She gave me the desire and passion
Told me eat it in this fashion
Pay attention to every client
Listen to her curves no denying it
Make her squirm take your time and learn what makes her yearn
Draw your tongue around the ****
Until she screams out a bit
Some like circles some like twirls
Dont be shy give it a swirl
The taste is magnificent
Like the first piece of fried chicken after lent
I consider myself an assassin
After the spasm that leads to *******
So I'll lick swirl twirl flick and ****
Poke kiss plant slide spread
Until you get don't stop but please stop
My pu**y might pop
Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 3:13 PM UTC
I like the way you look
And although it may change I don't think it's strange
So it is my prayer
Just so you're aware
I pray for someone like you
You may already have a clue
But I love you
YOU
I see YOU
I see the way you care
And try to always be there
You're the sweetest woman I know
By your side I am confident that I will grow
And I have a love/hate relationship with fate
I know there's years in between
And you're considered mean
But I love YOU I try to keep it under wraps
I value our friendship nor do I want you to feel trapped
But I gotta be honest and learning its important to address
I've repressed long enough
But when the going gets tough you being by my side is enough
Just knowing I can give you a call
No matter how big or small
Gives me the courage come what may
And the wherewithal to face the day
Seeing you smile and hearing your laugh
You'll never know the half
Of what that does for me
I just love to see you happy
Hate when these niccas treat you ******
Hate to see you treated you like you're basic
Did I say I hate it
I know this may be a lot
But I think you're hot
Trust me you'll know when I'm shooting my shot
Just want to get it off my chest
I think you're the best
Jul 25, 2019
Jul 25, 2019 at 4:22 PM UTC
So while its fresh
I choose to painfully address
Make you aware keep you abrest
Let me place your attention under arrest
My baby doesn't know me
I mean shes familiar
But to be clear
I could be heather locklear
For all she knows and cares
Her mind is confused as she locks her eyes and stare
But when she cries I am painfully aware
She doesnt know why I'm there
Why I drove 12 hours to console
And hold her
Her mind is working but its probably a blur
This is on me cause I came
Outside a prophylactic
All the way reckless didn't consider it a bit
To be completely honest
I thought we were blessed
And i didn't figure we be in this mess
Heavy D said we found love
But I shouldve wrapped and wore a glove
I mean im glad K is here
I'll hold our memories dear
But while we're making things clear
I choose not to smear
Cause its not a campaign
But I gotta ask whats your aim
You rather our daughter not know my name
You should be ashamed
Keeping up the tension and strife
Just so you can be her wife
Marry her I care less
From in love to detest
Yeah I guess i have few things to get off my chest
Anger to start
Please let me impart
Your little experiment has been off the chart
It's a big gamble
Cue the preamble
One day K is going to be
a lot to handle
If she's anything like me
A big personality to channel
I don't mean it in a bad way or to make harm
Just want you to be armed
I grew up without my dad
i was sad until I was mad
Maybe angry a tad
So when he showed up
Cue the tension
Let's play 20 questions
And I'll tell her my truth
But with two older brothers
she won't need to be a sleuth
Three dads can't be all wrong
Singing the same sad song
But her brothers will remember
And will volunteer she won't have to engeander
She won't beg or plead
They'll share what she needs to know
I tried to be there to watch her grow
But you refused
Under the guise of a fake attitude
Claiming I disrespected you and was rude
One son will deduce how he knew I was Ks father
And the other will tell her I was a great problem solver
And was sweet hardly a bother
They both will share that they could tell I cared
How lovingly I stared
The times we all shared
And how I was always there
So bide your time well
One day she break your spell
Give her hell
K give her hell
Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 1:11 PM UTC
To all the girls I love
I dedicate my confusion
Pardon my musing
I love them young and tall
Short and small
Sometimes I think I love them all
I love them Jet blue black
Caramel high yellow light skinned and red *****
I love em white mixed and two toned
She came to mind
we met in Germany and she was fine
Probably the baddest white girl I know
I loved the times we spent together
I swore I was clever
I sopped her up and drank her in
Waist was thin
You know the rest
I was low key grimey
You were loved by my brother
So we engaged under cover
I cared but not enough to walk away
Watched as your *** would sway
It's been 13 years if I close my eyes just right
And try hard as I might
A blurry memory would come into my sights
You and them black tights
Gave birth to my fantasy
Heart as gold sweet as candy
I swear I can see you now
in my mind and I dont know how
Theres been many since you
Painfully honest but its true
Back to the women I love
She's next...keep it in context
I loved the way you tasted
Eat you quick complete no time wasted
I never smashed I wanted too
But you always left me on blue
So much self control and no matter what I was told
I fell anyway
I remember the day
Karma was returned full fold
My boy had smashed
I didn't want to know I didn't ask
Resentment followed
Pride was swallowed
I chose to walk away
By the way we were never friends
Next up is my New York love
Well one of many
And now is a good time as any
I walked into your club you were behind the bar
Chocolate like a dark bar
Darker than normally piqued my interest
Ahhh what the hell i have some time and money I'll invest
Learned your schedule and pushed my way into your heart
You love me now but there will never be an us
Maybe it wasn't love it might've been lust
Don't get me wrong you're still dangerous
And I'm still full of lust
Next up is my mixed friend
I fear if she knew our friendship would end
Of course she's fine
I'd love to make her mine
More than a gorgeous backside and behind
I'm inclined
To believe we are made for each other
But as they always do they fall in love with another
I don't smother nor have I told her I love her
I long for her
To be quite sure
She's demure
But not in a shy way but an unassuming way
She don't ask and I don't say
She's kind of awkward
Socially
Hopefully
One day I won't have to say it
It'll just fit
I just wish I didn't fall so easy
I wish I had a certain set of standards things I was looking for
Oh yeah there's more
Some I'll never name
I'll take them and my feelings to my grave
It's not always about being brave
But it's not special when everyone's my fave
Am I just confused am I the only one
What a conundrum
I really believe I loved each one of them
But it just can't be true
It's just like dew
On blades of grass
I know this will sound crass
But it's not special when everyone can make you stand at half mast
Never put it passed me
None of my friends are safe
The right time the right space
I'd act like there'd be no time to waste
I'd go below the waist
I wouldn't be chaste
I'd devour the opportunity to taste
I'd take time to make love
Not in haste
Maybe it's the thrill of the chase
Maybe the pace
I'm a fool I'd make passionate love to my ace
I do really love her
Or so I say
Maybe I'd just love to have my way
But I'm sharing cause sharing is caring
The signs are blaring
My insides are tearing
Make sure you pray for me
Cause this ain't healthy
But I learned today it's chemistry
Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 12:25 AM UTC
You're gorgeous I mean outrageous
God tore you from His book
Pages
I long to be your boo
Code blue
Call the doctors and specialist
I'm sure it's lust
But you're low key dangerous
So let's talk about what we must
I wanna bust inside
Slip and slide till I'm tongue tied
And my tongues tired
My hardness is mummified
A little ride
Full of passion sweat and masculine bravado
Watch my ego
Matching paces as fast or slow you go
I want you something fierce maybe more than I wanted another being
Weak knees and feening
Words like explode
Ghost or beast mode
Give you this work with a cheat code
Can you feel it in Florida
Imagine I tore it up
Sopped and spent
**** lent
No hypothesis no experiment
A little dome
Deaf ears would hear the moan
Minds blown
Neurologist not needed brains gone
*** **** ******* or making love
No imagination or making it up
Short and tuff
Thick in some
Pull you close and whisper can I ***
Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 12:09 AM UTC
Plot twist...how does painful suffering bring about success how do you use your trauma to propel you into a successful space how does your trauma make room for you and open the doors that wouldn't otherwise open how does your pain become a key that unlocks your destiny you have no idea of my past but take a good look at me and don't underestimate my history logically you may think my life began with a golden spoon however soon you'll be ****** into an ugly tale of travail that would make the tear ducts of your eyes swell there'd be enough water to make a sail boat sail
I choose the pace of a snail so you could feel each tap of the nails that held me hostage my pain lasted for years yet the reason is unclear don't sneer let's be clear as mud you be the judge stand in front of a chair your mom is standing there judge and jury surely a real crime has been committed some one drank the orange juice who did it in the same chair that I ate in my fate was sealed in chasten
I refuse to hasten this was my life for years save the tears theres still more to go and I'm purposely going slow do you know what it's like to have food in the cabinet and you can't have none of it how about learning the difference between cereals sounds unreal I'm not going to chill my doctors keep promising this is the way to heal and I ain't missing no meals imagine having to steal applesauce yeah the ones in cans yeah the government brand called again to stand in front of the chair to recieve my mother's stare as she sware she brought us here shed take us out there wasn't any doubt she had the clout she was about that life imagine the days we were locked a way during the hottest of days upstairs without any play then you may get a glimpse especially if you were whipped for taking sips from the bathroom faucet and the only cause was because you took it upon yourself to pause my mom threw paws to get us from the sink less than a blink that door was open and it wasn't what you were hoping I wish I joking or mispoken but this is my history and its dear to me it makes me me I can recall being locked in a unfinished basement minutes spent this was punishment maybe that's why I cried the night they locked me in a cell I grew up in what felt like hell a childhood was lost in this tragic tale I go the pace of a snail so you can feel each tap of the nails that held me hostage accosted daily with pain that would drive a normal kid insane imagine the fear when I had to return here not sure of mothers mood imagine the fear that exudes from an eight year old without the normal scold or how cold I felt my mother was was she on drugs did she drink how low did she sink thats what I like to think when I would get beat with everything but the kitchen sink there were two by fours iron ores and detention cords for chores and possible bore and although I swear that I'd never make my daughter stand by the chair I have no idea how to get there this is the pain I bare as I reflect on my kitchen chair 30 years have passed and I'm finally amass the strength to take a second look I'm killing the childhood crook I wish my mom could read my book she's my child hood crook....
Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 9:05 PM UTC
No lie
I want to cry
I mean I want to wail
But my strength prevails
And the tears fail
They fail to fall
I mean I want to bawl
My tears stay on stall
Pray y'all
I need these tears to fall
Sadness is on the tip of the tongue
And after all the talkings done
The tears still fail to run
Not that cryings fun
But these tears owe me one
I mean a good cry
But I lived this lie
And taught myself not to cry
When my mom was mean
and abused me for things not being clean
Nope don't cry
When my wife left
Or someone rejected my feelings
And I had to place them on the shelf
Nope you better not
Don't start with the snot
Tears don't serve
So I gave them the swerve
You heard
I would go back in time
And rewind
Cause now my tears are lost and not found
I would surrender a pound
Of flesh
To untangle this mess
North south east west
Summon the Kings court
And call the jest
No more laughing when I'm supposed to be crying mess
Matter of fact fire the jest
I can always laugh
I just sometimes wish it could be half
Cause crying is therapeutic and opens those feelings
So I'm stopping the wheeling and dealing
And owning my feelings
Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC
Do you know the world spins
Through grimaces and grins
Yet it still spins
So like the world I adjure you to
Keep spinning
Keep grinning
Don't let anyone take your twirl
Be it man boy woman or girl
The thing is the world needs your twirl
They need it like air
Don't be small don't you dare
Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 12:23 PM UTC
I should've listened
My intuition could see what my heart was missing
As my heart skipped beats
And headed towards love street
An internal warning sign dangerous curve blind drive and slippery when wet
So what happens always happens next
Emotions running high no evidence or fact checked
Now I'm sad
Thinking of all the good times we had
But if I must be honest there were bad
Times
And although right now I'm inclined
To believe it was all really good
I can remember that feeling of something being off and something not quite right
But love is a fight
Right?
So we fought moments filled with fraught
Love is worth the fight or so i was taught
I ignored my intuition cause who wants to be alone
And on their own
A rite of passage that indicates being grown
Living successfully with another human being
And marriage although ******* is freeing
To waltz through tulips
Again with the skips
Slips baecations and trips
To exotic lands
Or that's the plan
I cannot wait to find someone to grow old
And warm that side of the bed that can be so cold
But I am going to listen
And when my intuition
Exposes a condition
Of possible slipping
I won't argue or say it's tripping
I'll LISTEN
Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 11:20 AM UTC
They say I'm depressed
And they seem right so far
All I know is I'm a blessed mess
And though I quote I'm too blessed to be stressed
But I'm stressed and I know I'm blessed
Leave it to the doctors and specialist they seem to know whats best
Distressed perplexed and confused
Down right sad dismal and blue
It took a while to admit I was beat
Defeated
Didn't watch what I ate
I wasn't great
Cared less about my fate
I mean I cared but it didnt dissapate
And it seemed it could withstand the weight
So I gave it another stiff arm
What would be the harm
It withstood my charm
My charisma
My pleads and my begs
But it wasnt until I was fed
Up and downright ******
More than a we gone to get through this
My energy was on ten
Determined to get a win
By any means
Strength and grit
Smile and wit
Bend down a bit
Cause I know how to pray
From a dismal blue to a dark hued gray
My depression didn't didnt
bend stray or go away
To my dismay and my demise
Other wise and next slide
I is tired
Boss
Calculated the cost
Removed the dross
Can't fake the funk or pretend
To floss
Coins to toss
Do I admit defeat
Outcome looks bleak
Do I cheat
Should I speak
Whose help to seek
Sat in a therapist chair
Felt like the enemys lair
Not a chess champ or even a player
Not here or there
A few more gray hairs
Not a win anywhere
So I changed therapist and asked for help
Took what was bottled up off the shelf
Put it all on display let it all hang out
Surrendered my clout
Pushed through the doubt
Got it all out
Cringed screamed and shout
Wanted to cry but the tears won't
come out
Shared a little
Grew strong where I was brittle
Stopped twiddling
Fiddling
Learned to listen
Put two and two of what I was missing
Didn't know the term
Unlearned what I learned
I was functionally depressed
Blessed and stressed
Perplexed out of context
Vexed
Distressed
Let's
Get the concept
Light bulb on
In character
More laughter
Silence the chatter
It simply doesnt matter
Moving towards what I'm after
Terms like radical acceptance and new normal
Informal
Out of the turmoil
Enemys plan foiled
Unbridled unspoiled
Cleaning the soiled
Exchanged my linens
Grinning and winning
Doing it different
To a Great extent
Choosing to vent
Saying thank you to those
Who lent
Ears times smiles and tears
Cheers and being kind
Helping me out of life's bind
Lost and found
Common ground
And on the pitchers mound
No longer down
Or out
Snatched back my clout
Upturned my pout
Fully working it out
And through it
Gets better by the bit
Me and depression have split
I'm ok and handling it
The divorce was hard
She still had my debit card
A few unauthorized charges
Interruptions
And barges
But I'm on top
Top flight
Fighting full of might
On the other side of my plight
In spite
Of all the hype
I choose to swipe
Left right up or down
Till I find my sound
And the brightness resounds
All the while my hope rebounds
Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 4:05 AM UTC