Through pain's call
You've seen it all
My painkiller when I need a cure
Sweeter than sugar,
More than the finest wine,
Your love is pure
That's who you are
And you are mine!
You're the perfect mate
When I go crazy, you set things straight
You swallow my frustrations with grace
In your heart I know I have a special place
My comfort in times of dismay
Never straying from the right way
You're my peace always and your love will never decay
You may not own a billion
But I'm proud of the capabilities you hold
You're one in a million
Your love is worth more than gold
Miss Fit⚓
Feb 13, 2024
Feb 13, 2024 at 5:04 PM UTC
Dear Musician play me a song
Play for me a song so long
Though the words may not be new
All I want is a tune so true
Play for me the mbira
And take me back to Africa
As your hands hit those metal notes
Let from your mouth come musical tones
Pluck the strings of a Spanish guitar and send my mind to a land afar
Create a song I want to hear it
Create a melody and make me complete
Play the African drums in contrast
Create a melody and make it last
I want to dance the way my forefathers did
To dancing the African way I myself bid
Rub gently the strings of violin
On your shoulder let it lean
With the bow make music
Make music and make me meek
Let it heal me, I'm no longer sick
Hit the notes of the marimba
I want to hear their deep sound
By the melody I'm spellbound
Deep satisfaction I have found
Dear Musician play any instrument for me
Play me any song, whatever tempo, whatever genre, whatever melody
All I want is the sensational harmony
Of your voice making music for me
Miss Fit ⚓
Jul 2, 2023
Jul 2, 2023 at 12:28 AM UTC
He wanted a woman with curves
She was too self-centred
He chose one with pure skin
She was too sensitive
He got one with flawless hair
She was too cocky
He opted for one with a beautiful face
She was too rude
He went for a fair skinned one
She was too lazy
He switched to a chocolate skinned one
She had terrible cooking
He looked for a tall one
She was disrespectful
He went for a short one
Her temper was even shorter
In all this he learned tolerance
Now he accepts the perfect imperfections in people
Miss Fit ⚓
May 29, 2023
May 29, 2023 at 4:08 PM UTC
Unheard
She screams as she struggles
The sound of her cries muffled
Her assailant's eyes look baffled
Her red eyes cry, her sobs stiffled
She tries to run but she is stopped
To the ground she is tackled
Her effort to run is attacked
And to the floor she is dropped
She tried to fight, she did, she tried!
She cried too much, she did, she cried!
She aimed to bite, oh yes, she did!
But the result she got was not what she bid
She wanted to hide, but all that was hid
Was only just this evil deed
An evil deed, indeed it was
An evil deed that no one saw
Evil as it was, no one saw
If someone had seen, she would cry no more
But at present her pride was no more
May 28, 2023
May 28, 2023 at 4:45 PM UTC
You've always been fully aware of what lies
Between these thighs
You just weren't sure
If you could ever lure
Me to let you slide
Into the sweetness that they hide
Caramel or chocolate
Of late
You haven't been sure
Which one is sweeter
Than the honeycomb offered not on a plate
But hidden between my legs
The craving in your groin
Longs for a taste
You dream of my *****
Hotter than larva or fire
Burning with desire
For a deep ***********
That leaves me wetter than a summer's rain
**** my sweet nectar
Be filled to the brim, my star
Remind me of my naughtiest fantasies
As you show me all your fetishes
Grab my hips
Push them up and down
Even if the rhythm is imperfect
Plunge deep, for me that's perfect
I will hold you deep inside
Your manhood I'll hide
My lips I'll bite
Because I know I might
Not be able to hold my tongue
And let a loud scream escape my lungs
As we ride blissful waves
Drowning in beautiful escapes
Forgetting our surroundings
Until we reach the land of milk and honey
Miss Fit ⚓
Feb 9, 2023
Feb 9, 2023 at 3:48 PM UTC
You loved me
And mine
I left you
Never said why
Or for who
You drowned in wine
Now you're fine
I'm back
Come dine
With me
And mine
Love's no curse
Just fill my purse
Everyday
I will stay,
Go all the way
You were broken,
Somewhat scarred
You're still scared
But I bring a token
I ask to be forgiven
It's granted I know
Your heart is healed I pray
After all it is sacred!
Miss Fit ⚓
Feb 9, 2023
Feb 9, 2023 at 3:44 PM UTC
They buried a small seed
In a dry parched land
The driest autumn they'd seen
Their aim being to destroy
Winter came, stripped every tree
Of its leaves,
Iced the land
Completely covering the ground
They thought that spring
Would be the thing
That would bury her deeper
Outshine her beauty
As it put blossoms on every tree
But summer's rain fell
She chose to heed
To nature's call to grow
And broke the land
Reached out her hands
And poked her head
Looking for the sun
To their surprise
A number of springs later
She stood among the sturdiest
With blooming flowers
Ready to bear fruit
And once again scatter more of her kind on earth
Miss Fit ⚓
Dec 15, 2022
Dec 15, 2022 at 11:11 AM UTC
It's in the beautiful target
Of a calculated smile
Thoughts of a rose
Stemmed by thorns
Beautiful mistakes...
Giving birth to dreams
Distorted realities manifesting grace
Miss Fit⚓
Sep 16, 2021
Sep 16, 2021 at 6:17 AM UTC
I cleaned them one
Time. I thought I was done
I even dried them on a white towel
They were dry, well
They seemed clean
They should have been
Until I stepped on a white floor
I hadn't stepped outside the door
So I wondered where I got all that mud
Like I'd been walking miles
Now tracking dirt on my mother's white tiles
I wiped the dirt
Kneeling on my skirt
And got up with a smile
That lasted but a while
I cleaned them twice
I lathered
I rinsed
I repeated
They were clean indeed!
Then the test came again
I was ready, for I believed Not in working in vain
But I failed it yet again
And even worse
It felt like a curse
I tracked blood
Miss Fit [the lady king]
Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 9:19 AM UTC
There are days when the music is too loud
And the grass looks too green
There are mornings when the **** crows too proud
And mama's cheerful wakeup call sounds too mean
There are days when my dreams seem too blury
When past nightmares seem too scary
There are mornings when my goals are too high
And my arms are too tired to reach for anything but the nigh
There are days when my head is too heavy to lift
When even my eyelids are too heavy to lift
There are mornings when my eyelashes are forced to sweep
My cheeks and be drenched in the tears I weep
There are days when I wake up and wish I had stayed asleep
Remembering how I didn't sleep last night counting sheep
The drowsy feeling of last night lapses into the insomnia of today
And the dreams of yesteryear bounce off my head like a faded light ray
Only on those days when the sweet music doesn't speak to my soul
And the green of the grass might as well be grey,
Do I shamefully and pitifully wallow
In the sweet, sticky, dry tears on my pillow
Only on those mornings when the **** crows continuously, monotony its tone
And mama calls for me to wake up, a few hours after my first wink, in a
voice that's a slow, dull, monotone
Do I shamefully and pitifully wallow
In the sweet, sticky, dry tears on my pillow
Miss Fit
Apr 20, 2019
Apr 20, 2019 at 3:44 PM UTC