He said he like my profile pic
Asked could we talk for a bit
But I know
That convo
will only be short lived
Flood of compliments leading to
"C'mon girl. Just the tip"
Passport stamps show I been on this trip
A reg in Deja Vu
The trouble the dance
of my hips & lips gets me into
My smart wits. I know I get it
Immature *******, they dig it.
But that noise
My conscious telling me to **** it
Sorry brutha but
you ain't sayin much that I like
I am flattered. Peace to you
Goodnight

Craving space.
Not the distance but the place
Where galaxies exist
And stars collide
Higher than the sky
From a **** of my pipe
I Fly

Land of the free, home of the brave
With watchful eyes on your pockets  
Your mind they plot to enslave
But that's all I have,
that you can't take,
My knowledge of who I am  
what I want to make of my name.
Lock me up behind bars.
Rob me of material possessions. Bestowing a feeling of helplessness, their only form of weapon.

"Still feel the pressure of his touch
Legs clutched
Hearts racin
At the thought of
His face in
Between my thighs, no lie
A kind of fire I can't begin to describe
And so I must wait
I must wait for the both
Him and our wife
Out on a date" ~atiyaebony

****** to the max, can't
bear to look your way
******* face, while in
My head our *** replay
Straight to voicemail, still my body answers to your presence
And when you leave, anticipation & jealousy all I'm left with
How is it I share my bed
Yet want you all to myself
How can you give me life and
Be bad for my health
The counterpart to my soul
Together now until the end
Just know, play me for a joker
I'm callin game over before then ~atiyaebony

You can't put her in a box,
the walls'll collapse each attempt
beneath her choice of locs to rock
Visions voices no relent
Of overcoming lifes struggles
Those with surviving
and those within
Ridin along while it plays out
She don't care to fit in          
She gon do it how she want
**** who & whatever she please
Shittin on every I'll wish
And she does it with ease

Trading wants for needs
Compelled to complain of have-nots
Instead I thank the heavens
for what I do have
My sight to look out
among clouds & trees
My hearing of my babies
laughs and screams
My voice to tell them
how much they are loved
The use of my arms
Overwhelming them with hugs

These simple things
So often overlooked

A second to reflect and a deep
breath is all it took