Sometimes I just want to be, I just want to be your man.
Let me be the man and you be the woman
I know I’m stronger than you but maybe for tonight while I lay here tired and stress you can bless me with this one kiss or even better a hug.
I love those hugs so maybe you can just hold me down for tonight. It wouldn’t take to long .
You like hugging and kissing so I say I get
but I don’t
because sometimes I need it but you don’t give it.
Fuck you
You seem okay while I’m drifting away.
These fucking years are just rolling and one day I’m leaving cause I don’t want you
but I love
but not in love with you.
Fuck.
Sometimes I wish you would run me, break my fucking heart and say fuck me
But you wouldn’t do that
You’re to good for that so instead you just stay and we don’t go anywhere
And I know you cheated but you don’t seem to care
Why
I just want to go but the kid…..
I can’t let you grow up like me
So I stay
But one day I would leave
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
A Few Serious Questions?
What cha know bout love?
Nothing, you can't know true love if you've never felt it
Thats like picking out a flower blindfolded and never smelled it
Love is that first smile, and how yours heart melted
When you looked in her eyes and the new feelings you dealt with
Love is pure like a painters blank canvass,
Love is what you make it, a feeling that you can't miss
But love can be dangerous in the hands of the evil
Cause love also has the power to mislead and deceive you
It's easy to say "I love you" and many will believe you,
But loves only real, when two loves are equal
What cha know bout romance?
Yeah, you aint got a clue
Call her up at work just to say "I love you"
A note on the pillow, I'd put nothing above you
Little pet names like Suga and Boo Boo
It doesn't take much to let her know that you're true
A single red rose is only a dollar thirty-two
Spray your cologne on her clothes, to remind her of you
Invite her to do shit with you and your crew,
She don't really wanna go, she just want you to ask her to
Run her a bath or two, make sure she laughs with you
Yo, you provide then she'll ride with you
What cha know bout passion?
Not much I bet,
Cause if it ain't wet, it ain't ready yet
You start at the neck with gentle tongue play
Then make your way to her mental doorway
And that's when you say I've been waitin' all day,
To bless you with a taste of my verbal 4play
I listen to you whimper, as I speak to your soul
Yearning for your flesh as this saga unfolds
So I toggle my flows to match the rhythm of your heartbeat
Then steadily massage you pedigree til we both peak
Don't speak, let me swim in the depths of your consciousness
Then consciously become adept to your raunchiness
What cha know bout making love to woman?
Put cha dick in, then take it out when ya finished?
It's this type of thinkin' that makes real love diminish
Love-making is 90% cerebral, so if ya mindsets feeble
Your return rate will equal
Negative, nil, no cheap thrills, no sequel
You have to indulge in the pure essence of a woman
Uninhibited love lessons are the truest
Anatomy explorations with speech fluids,
Fingers guide hands through mammary gland movements
Grove with smooth shifts into positional flips and leg lifts,
Bodies contort yet the passion persist
Freedom without risk, oasis at long last
Feels like eternity, yet only short moments have passed
Disguised in the mask of smut and vulgarity
Is this little thing called LOVE,
And thats my reality.... that is all!!
Reconstruction Notes.... Because of You
Every night I toss and turn
Racing to catch sleep
That runs faster than me
Because of you
Every morning while I shave
I put on my “don’t give a fuck” mask
That face I show the world
Because men don’t hurt
Men don’t yearn
Men don’t regret
Or so the story is told
Because of you
Every day I try to focus
On other things
Like life, and moving on
While that voice whispers
In the back of mind
And that ache pushes
At the back of my heart
Because of you
Out of sight, out of mind
Is a motherfucking lie
The voice and the ache just won’t die
I’ve run out of ways to ask myself why
Because I never get an answer
Like I didn’t get one from you
All that being said
I’ve come to the conclusion
That there is no answer
Because you’re Eve’s daughter
Which means that the best
Will never be good enough
Because you always want more
You’re always looking for the next thing
Wanting it to be better than the last
Well, good luck with that
So because of you
I might have to deal
With the voice that won’t stop whispering
And the ache that won’t fade away
But I also know baby, that one day
You’ll look back and wish that you had
What you used to have
Because of me
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Mental Passage Fact
Mental Passage Fact
The sweet tones of your voice
Your dimples, your smile
Makes a man like me
Want to take that extra mile
I visualize us, just me and you
And I sit and think
About what we can do!
The sex in many positions
and different places
It's just so erotic
To watch all your faces,
As you cum and moan
And shiver and shake,
The smell is so sensuous
From the passionate luv that we make.
But dayum..... I realize
That alone can never last
Like the death of a loved one,
This too, will pass!
So what I know I had too do
As my body yearns,
Guess I'm doin' like Usher
And just let this shyt Burn!
I'll no longer wait
I'll call this "thing" done,
I have willingly dropped all others
To be with you my "Special One"!!!!
Click
Visions of your peach thighs in garter
has fingers wanting to be elsewhere.
Situation, like you, getting harder
Posing so exquisitely and sexily
worthy of Penthouse material
Compliment each other so perfect
Me, Grade A. You, crunchy cereal
Trying to keep my focus on portfolio.
That private nasty picture collection.
May as well undo my pants
Take some pressure of my raging erection
Pose upon pose, you strike
My combustible coffee-creamed match
You turn to get on all fours
Nasty plan in mind starts to hatch
Unbutton white flannel to waist
Need to hearten my sexual grief
Camera put down gently
Walk behind you, tip-toeing thief
Underwear down to my knees
Straining so much I hurt
You shift your weight to bent elbows
I push up…….
I take aim…… I insert.
Audible gasp leave lips
You recapture balance unsteady
I wasn't only one heated
Judging by moisture…….
it was ready
Skin gloves roam over round flesh
I'm a junkie, hooked anew with each thrust
grips me tighter than
purified winged- dust
Pace quickens, breath heavy, bed creaks
Pendulum nipples swing low
I pull autumn follicles with free hand
Feeling coming over me, I know………
lose myself in your mystery
Seek light, a hungered theologian
Can't hold it anymore……..
I need it……
Earth quakes with volcanic explosion.
Can never quite finish these sessions
To agenda I always try to stick
But consistently it ends up like this…..
and it always begins
……with a click.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Dayum....... WHAT IF?
Dayum....... WHAT IF?
WHAT IF?
Listen I was thinking about the things I did and the words I said
She said she was not happy with what was displayed
Just leave me alone and let me live and let me be
I said there is something special about her
Just can't flow within my life without her
Yeah I'm really in the WHAT IF stage
Some will say "What you mean about the what if stage?"
.... just READ and I will example want I mean
What if ...we were wrong about each other?
What if ...we're really made for eachother?
What if ...we were meant to be together?
Would that not mean anything?
Some have even said.... "How can you be for sure about things?"
I didn't think about it that way
Lemme give more reasons why we are meant to be
And just maybe I can make that what if stage become our reality
What if I am supposed to be her future husband?
What if she supposed to be my wife with a happy family?
What if there is suppose to be a house that we chill and make love intensely in?
If I can't be sure that her heart isn't still with me
What the hell you expect me to say
I'm just a UNIQUE man showing true feelings
I changed my format out of respect to start the next what if stage any questions....
pay attention to the details?
pay attention to the details?
Do you mind if I pay attention to the details?
the small things often overlooked...
and forgotten
See it is this attention that assists
whether it be truth or lies that flows from lips
like the body language that you insist
Some lack the capability to understand you with.
Baby I am not transfixed on you
not overly engrossed in the trivial things you do
this is just knowledge I pass to you
in my humble attempt to have you see
that I am paying attention to what is surrounding me
Intricately Intricate
Like the period that completes the question mark
without it the sentence is incomplete
but completely I recognize what I see
I see that you are attempting to fuck with me
Having me come out of my tranquility
as you play mentally
with my intellect
the highest form of disrespect
Intricate is the way I keep this in check.
Do you mind if I pay attention to the details?
the small things often overlooked...you know forgotten
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