You fucked it…Now we can’t be friends

I didn't ask you for shit; just wanted to be your friend

Now you mad? I’m me! Accept it; to your will I’ll not bend

Nawl ain't nothing you can say I can’t consider to mend

Quick bursts of a two minute brutha we over; the end.

Yeah you fucked it…now I don’t even wanna be your friend.

I asked you to keep it 100 it wouldn't kill you; would it?

Now you standing toe to toe eye to eye with my bullet

10 to 15 they charge but holding the trigger fuck it I pull it

Service to my country nayun nutha Sista fall victim to it

Yeah you fucked it…now I can’t even be your friend.

You grinning and skinning thinking you got game on lock

Tell that lie again… go head I dare ya. Speak into my glock!

You can run but you can’t hide; me & my girls circling the block

This shit comes to an end with the next four clicks on the clock

Yeah you fuck it…now I swear I was never your friend.

Love Unconditional

A son shows his mother unconditional love then it ends

He won’t give a grown woman a break for what that girl did

It’s painted and dressed up like a love I have never known

But the truth is you make me just another chick you boned

See the one that broke your heart is the one that got away

So 30 years later I’m the Sista that’s got to open up and pay

Neglected and abused to me is you just handling your bizzzz

You keep fucking me and making em’ to walk away from your kids

Do I catch you from the womb and snatch you off mom’s breast

How can you graduate if you skip class and refuse to take the test?

I’m not wifey worthy? But this is your masterpiece you see in me

You starved my heart, my soul, and my spirit but mad that I cheat

See I’m stomping through this cold life on the hunt for what’s mine

Instead of loving me for real you steady trying to turn back time

She didn't know what she had in you? Didn't see your worth?

Extract that young chick; full of cum chick from your blueprint….

It’s tried & true love; pure blood love from this Pitbull N A Skirt

You Brought the Storm Tonight but My Joy Cometh…

“Do as I say not as I do!” is the rule of engagement?

Through the eyes of this student actions are bold

Live and in living color they arrogantly glare at me

How dare I give what is given? Speak as spoken to?

I know no other way to submit & follow your lead

Peace is a rare gift that only few create and share

So much discord is alive, breathing, and filling space

Time is a continuum whose pendulum sways in favor

Only the favor is not yours as I find my way to light

So passionately & completely self-growth is embraced

While simultaneously overlooked in its purest form

So with vigor expectations are lowered to accommodate

The eventuality of resentment born from low standards

Tensions mount as words transform into death’s bullets

Recklessly my spiritual life is snuffed out without pause

Second degree or involuntary carries all of twenty to life

But if you feed me life anew it is what I will give birth to

Love’s fragrance so poignant my tears on your chest flow

Blurring the lines in the sand only to signal a fresh start…..

Mr. Man You Do Know That I Can See You?

MR. MAN YOU DO KNOW THAT I CAN SEE YOU

SLICK TO A CAN OF OIL YOU’RE SURELY NOT

TIRED ASS TONGUE QUICK AS A VIPER’S POISON

DRIPPING WITH VENOM U SPEAR MY BRUISED HEART

SNIFFING & HUNTING WILD PREY MERCILESSLY U FEED

DO YOU KNOW YOU’RE ASS AIN’T EVEN HUNGRY?

TSK! TSK! YOU WONDER WHY I’M BITTER. BROKEN?

YOU, YO’ COUSIN, YO’ BROTHER, YO’ POTNA, YO’ DADDY

YO’ UNCLE, YO’ SON, YO’ GRANDPAU, & YO’ PARRAIN

HELL Y’ALL ALL WORKING NERVES I AIN’T EVEN GOT

HOW MANY MORE TIMES SHOULD I BELIEVE? HAVE HOPE?

“LEAVE MY BAGGAGE IN THE PAST” YOU SAY?

BUT YOU PASSED YOUR LYING LAZY GAME ON TO HIM

BROTHERHOOD AT ITS FINEST IS KILLING MY SPIRIT

YOU TAP DANCING ON MY DREAMS WITH NO MUSIC

MR MAN YOU DO KNOW THAT I CAN SEE YOU?

SHOWING ME YOUR ASS WITH NO REGARD

TO MY FEELINGS, MY FEARS, MY DREAMS, MY SOUL

DON’T HATE ME BECAUSE I CAN’T STOP CRYING

TALK TO YO’ BOYZ & Y’ALL STOP LYING

ABOUT WHO YOU LOVE, WHO YOU NOT WITH ANYMORE,

YOU NOT HAPPY AT HOME, SHE DON’T LOVE YOU LIKE I CAN,

WHAT YOU GOT, WHERE YOU GOING, WHERE YOU BEEN

WHAT YOU BOUT TO COME UP ON

WHAT LICK YOU BOUT TO HIT

SHIT,

 MY EARS BLEEDING, MY HEAD HURT, MY CHEST BURN

MY THIGHS ACHE, MY SHOULDERS SLUMPED, & MY SOUL NUMB

MR MAN DO YOU KNOW THAT I CAN SEE YOU?

PATIENTLY IMPATIENT

I SIT HERE AND WONDER HOW LONG I CAN HOLD MY BREATH

ONLY TO REALIZE THAT FROM THE BEGINNING YOU TOOK IT AWAY

THERE ARE SO MANY WORDS THAT GIVE BIRTH TO HOW I FEEL

YET EACH TIME I HEAR YOU THE MOST BASIC SYLLABLES ESCAPE

THE PROMISE OF FOREVER SETTLES BETWEEN US LIKE A WHISPER

COVERED IN THE ACTIONS OF FORGIVENESS MY HEART BEATS

CONVINCED OF THE CHARACTER THAT HAS CREATED SUCH A KING

YOUR HEAD ADORNED WITH YOUR CROWN JEWELS OF LIFE’S VICTORY

ONCE INSURMOUNTABLE ODDS LAY AS MERE PEBBLES AT YOUR FEET

YOU ARE LOVE RESURRECTED CLOAKED IN THE RAREST OF SILK

SILVER POLISHED PURE TO REVEAL YOUR HEART’S REFLECTION FOR ME

SO YES I HAVE BEEN PATIENTLY IMPATIENT TO SHARE YOUR ETERNITY

A LOVE LANGUAGE YOU COMPREHEND WITHOUT CHEAT NOTES OR SCRIPT

A MASTERS IN COMMUNICATION YOU SIT VALEDICTORIAN IN YOUR CLASS

YOU CARRY THE STRENGTH OF TEN AND STILL SHARE YOUR VULNERABILITY

I KNOW THE MEASURE OF GOD’S LOVE TO CREATE YOU JUST FOR ME

EXQUISITE IS THE MELODY CHOREOGRAPHED ON OUR PAGES OF LIFE

YOU'VE ALWAYS KNOWN THE PATIENTLY IMPATIENT ONE HOLDING YOUR RIB

JUST A COUPLE......

I've had a day like no other filled with stress

I smiled when I could cry trying to just do my best

At the door kicked off my shoes pantyhose to follow

Moscato D’asti on ice sipping; not gulp or swallow

Candles lit with flames gently licking at my skin

The bubbles rise from the heat as I slide on in

Gently kneading my legs slowly crawling up my thigh

I tried to skip over my heaven and just close my eyes

But two fingers escaped to open the shell around my pearl

In this quiet space of self-loving I've just blocked out the world

My hips scoot lower trying to seek out love from my hand

A night of splendor for my body no need for hourglass’ sand

Lightly I caress my tummy hidden from my bird’s eye view

Twin mounds bobbing up from suds greedy for attn. too

Vials of warm cocoa butter lathered penetrating my essence

The hairs of my neck rose to alert me of your presence

So eager to share with you all the troubles of my day

Strong champion of my heart in your eyes it melts away

My eyes roam your body as you release each clothing layer

So without fear I spread wide to receive your thick stress slayer

My arms encircle you; nails scratch your back, nestled in your lap

Trying to concentrate on your words while your dick lightly taps

You cradle my head to your chest letting your heartbeat soothe me

As the water’s chilled you take my hand and nudge me to my feet

We make quick work with the towels and warm oils are slowly shared

Once done we snuggle under the sheets skin to skin and totally bare

The stresses of the day overwhelmed me and had me tied up in knots

But in the sanctity of your embrace kissing your neck there’s no better spot 

Hump Day

Freaky kinda mood

Wish you was my dude

Standing here just nude

So allergic to that prude

Stalk me to the wall

Tongue kiss your balls

Legs strong I won’t fall

Fucking in the men’s stall

Legs on your waist

Pussy teasing your face

No running in this space

Squirting all over the place

Dayum I’m horny!!!

Happy Hump Day Grown Folks

Dear Daddy

Dear Daddy,

If I could take it back or fix it

I would give everything I have

I stand in the window just looking

Through tears I just see your back

If you’d just tell me what you need

I’d pull a star from heaven for you

If I caused the crease in your brow

Come here Daddy I’ll rub that too

I promise I won’t be bad anymore

I’ll come home and do all my chores

I’ll play silently with all my toys Dad

Especially when I hear your snores

At least tell me you’ll think about me

You won’t let me grow up alone

Even if you can’t stay with Mamma

Promise I can come to your home

The streets are now my teacher

But my life span is getting short

I want to give you grand babies

Not have you find me in the morgue

I’m always your lil’ boy; your man man

They say real men don’t do two arm hugs

I need you to help me with my homework

Save me I don’t want to walk as thugs

No Sir, I’m not crying didn't shed a tear

But I save them for my pillow at night

I've missed you with me year after year

Come and get me Dad; we’ll start anew

To see your eyes filled with pride for me

Is always my gentle prayer to God for you

Still your son!!!

My Sultry Saturday

Hmmm, my man just called to say he's coming over to stroke me. 
Just listening to the words roll off his lips sends shudders down my spine.
He chuckles while we're talking because he knows I'm skimming through
my mind's eye for just the right lace teddy. 
Oh shit, 
I didn't hear the last part of his sentence because 
I'm taking a mental inventory of all his favorite things. 
A snifter of Hennessy is on the bar so I can slide it in his hand. 
The candles surround the spa tub so the flames will lick at my skin. 
He likes the way the light plays against the bubbles 

right before he slides that dick in. 

OK, I think he said about an hour and he would be rolling through 
but now I hear him still chuckling so I know I probably missed that too. 
So now he's just holding the phone talking purposely to turn me on. 
He's speaking my body's language using his sexy baritone. 
Slipping on his favorite boy shorts for only a temporary view
I place the anal ease lube on the dresser so he can hit that too.
We're going to have a sensual night feeding our erotic pleasures 
Oh let me grab the box under the bed stocked with other treasures.
There goes the bell let the Sultry Saturday games begin........

A'Dyckted

Fantasia - Without Me ft. Kelly Rowland, Missy Elliott

Mr. My Type

     My type is a strong black man full of fire and passion for the people and the things he loves. He loves me hard and completely as though he doesn't see my imperfections. Nevertheless, he’s smart so he knows they are part of who I am and like God he loves me in spite of my cracks. My type walks to the beat of his unique drum and holds my hand with pride. My type of man doesn't get nervous when I call to say I miss you so bad I’m around the corner come kiss me real quick. My type of man stands there with arms open wide to receive me. 

     My type of man knows what it takes to lead me and doesn't get me confused with Ms. Independent because he knows I've only had to become self-sufficient. He is strong where I am weak yet vulnerable when he needs me. He trusts me and I trust him which makes us impenetrable to the outside. No woman could take my place, no man could fill his shoes, there’s no space between his heart to my heart that would let foolishness in. I am his friend and he likes me. You see me as an extension of him because that’s where we want me to be. My type of man is the one who knows there is no other type for me than him. 

Come Home?

Come home?

When I was there you took me for granted

You said to my face you can't even stand it

You didn't say thank you when I washed your drawls

You didn't smile when you put on warm socks at all

Come home?

You stopped blowing on my neck 3,248 days ago

You look at your dinner plate like you seen it before

You walk out before me and wont' hold the door

Shit, you act like it's a chore and won't hit it no mo'

Come home?

And do what? Say you the man and things

Tell you nawl I don't need a diamond ring

Show you you're still the one to make my heart sing

Allow you to run amuck and tell me anything

Come home?

Tell me you're a better man not will be

Respect me even when we don't agree

Just once open your heart & you will see

All I wanted is that you really just liked me

A Letter To My Daughter

DEAR PRINCESS CORIE,

THE FAVOR OF GOD IS PRESENT

LIKE ONE TO UNWRAP JUST FOR ME

I LOOK UPON YOUR FACE IN WONDER

IN AWE OF ITS SPIRIT IN YOUR BEAUTY

I PLEDGE MY UNDYING LOVE TO YOU

FOREVER WILL I PROTECT YOUR INNOCENCE

NURTURING YOUR SELFLESS ACTS SO PURE

TIME WILL NOT STAND STILL FOR YOU

BUT MY LOVE FLOWS FORTH FOR AN ETERNITY

NEVER HOLD YOU BACK BUT ALWAYS HOLD YOU CLOSE

YOUR TO-DO LIST GROWS AS YOU PICK UP THE PACE

TAKE CARE MY PRINCESS DON’T RUN SO FAST

REMEMBER THOSE QUEENS BEFORE YOU

THEIR TEARS HAVE PAVED THE WAY

IT’S OK I EXPECT YOUR HEART TO BREAK

JUST KNOW THAT IT TOO HOLDS A LESSON

YOU'RE SO SMART & BEAUTIFUL EVEN NOW

SO KNOW THROUGH YOUR STORM YOU’LL SHINE

MY HEART IS FULL MY JOY IS IN OVERFLOW

SOON YOU’LL CHOOSE YOUR PATH

MANY JOURNEYS UNFOLD FOR YOUR VIEW

DON’T EVER BE AFRAID TO WALK ON YOUR OWN

OUR FATHER WILL NEVER DEPART FROM YOU

EVEN AFTER YOU GRADUATE FROM HOME

I LOVE YOU PRINCESS CORIE LAVONNE

FROM CONCEPTION TO HEAVEN ON HIGH

WHAT ABOUT ME?

MY MOMZ SAID SHE’S 100% SURE

HIS MAMMA SAID THE SAME THING

YOU SITTING THERE NODDING IN AGREEMENT

BUT WHAT ABOUT ME

WITHOUT A CARE IN THE WORLD

JUST THE RAIN IN MY FACE

I STROLLED ABOUT MY WAY

NOT SURE OF MY PACE

MUSIC IN MY EARS

TO THE BEAT OF MY HEART

NOT TRIPPING ABOUT TOMORROW

CAN’T THINK THAT FAR

STEPPING INTO MANHOOD

I NOW LOOK AROUND

SHIT, HE CAUGHT ME SLIPPING

WHO IS THIS CLOWN?

LEMME CUT THRU THIS YARD

LONG WAY FROM MY SET

HE STALKING ME HARD –

LEASH IN HAND BUT NO PET

EXCUSE YOU MR. PECKAWOOD

YOU DO KNOW I AM A MAN

YES MY SKIN IS BLACK

HOLD UP WHAT’S IN YOUR HAND

DID YOU SEE ME IN HIS HOUSE

SO WHAT I CROSSED HIS LAND

I MIGHT LOOK SLIGHT IN BUILD

I COULD RUN BUT NAWL IMMA STAND

YO’ WHY YOU NOT SPEAKING

YOU CAN CLEAR THIS SHIT RIGHT UP

YEAH I SAW YOU CREEPING

WHY YOU GET OUT YO’ TRUCK

CAN I SCREAM STRANGER DANGER

YOUR WALK SMELLS OF INTENT

MY FEAR NOW TURNS TO ANGER

MY STROLL IS NOW A SPRINT

YOU THINK I’M HIGH ON DRUGS

YOU CALL YOURSELF THE LAW

NOT ALL HOODIES HIDING THUGS

B4 YOU DROP ME I’LL STEAL YO’ JAW

DAYUM I’M ALMOST HOME

MY OL MAN GONE BE MAD

I HOPE THEY HEAR ME MOAN

IT’S THE LAST CHANCE I HAVE

WTF YOU WANNA GIVE MMA

OH SO NOW WE GONE SCRAP

YOU GONE LEARN TODAY

HOLD UP MY KNEE FELT YOUR STRAP

I BROUGHT SKITTLES TO A GUN FIGHT

I WOKE UP LATE TODAY SMILING

I DIDN’T KNOW I’D DIE TONIGHT

NOW MOMZ SITTING THERE CRYING

TAAFFE SCREAMING LET YOU BE

BUT WHAT ABOUT ME

YOU SCARFING DOWN THE CALORIES

BUT WHAT ABOUT ME

YOU CRACK A SMILE AT PROF. CARTER

BUT WHAT ABOUT ME

YOU FACING A JURY OF PEERS

BUT WHAT ABOUT ME

YOU CAN SEE THE SKY AGAIN

BUT WHAT ABOUT ME

DEDICATED TO: TRAYVON BENJAMIN MARTIN

I LIKE THE WAY YOU DO ME……

THE SUN SETTLES AFTER 
A DAY OF BLISTERING HEAT

YOU SLIDE BESIDE ME GENTLY 
EASING SHOES FROM MY FEET

BRUISED FROM A DAY PRANCING 
ON THE BOARDROOM GRIND

WORKING YOUR MAGIC MY WORRIES 
LEAVE MY FLUSTERED MIND

LIQUID HEAT BUILDS TO A FEVERED 
PITCH BETWIXT MY THIGHS

THE SUBTLE TOUCH OF YOUR LIPS 
CATCHES MY WHISPERED SIGHS

WE'VE REACHED THE POINT OF INSEPARABILITY

SKIN TO SKIN MELTED YOUR BODY TO ME

MY LEGS WRAPPED ABOUT YOUR WAIST

YOUR TONGUE DIPS OUT FOR JUST A TASTE

FINGERS SLIP LOW BENEATH YOUR WAISTBAND

HANDS URGE ON THE START OF MY LAP DANCE

EVEN THE FLAMES STRUGGLE TO STAY ALIVE

NOT ENOUGH SPACE FOR OXYGEN TO SURVIVE

IMMINENT IS OUR ORGASMIC RELEASE

SWEAT DRIPPING; THE PACE INCREASED

TEETH ON MY BREAST SIGNALS MY BRAIN

MS KITTY’S PURRING ENJOYING THE PAIN

SHARING OUR SCREAM IN COMPLETE ECSTASY

IF I FORGET TO TELL YOU LATER

I LIKE THE WAY YOU DO ME……

If I Were A Boy

If I were a boy

I couldn't wait to please her

I’d start at the top plenty tease her

I’d blow on her neck

And kiss her wrist

Wrap my hands in her hair

Make a gentle lil fist

If I were a boy

I would start in her eyes

While she’s so distracted

Let my fingers knead her thighs

I’d speak honesty to her

And tell her no lies

I’d whisper, “You’re beautiful baby

I’m so glad I’m your guy”

If I were a boy

Her breasts would be my goal

I’d lick and suckle them

Until they’re tender to hold

I’d slide my hand from her thigh

Till I found her sweet wet spot

I’d flick it a lil and then flick it a lot

If I were a boy

With her breast in my mouth

I’d raise my head

Never taking my finger out

Her sweet pork

I’d make her stand feet apart

The back of her knees

At the edge of the bed

If I were a boy

I’d deep stroke kiss her

And she’d cum in my hand

I’d grind her and bind her

Till she called me her man

If I were a boy

I’d turn her around

Lick my way down her back

My fingers never leave her

But show her pussy some slack

If I were a boy

There’s none of her I would skip

I’d gently nudge her legs open

And kiss her lips with my lips

If I were a boy

I’d still be counting in my head

I’d know this was two for her

And it’s time for the bed

If I were a boy

I’d stroke my dick on her crown

I’d grab her ass so she can’t run

It’s about to go down

If I were a boy

I’d stroke her how she like

I wouldn't give a dayum

If I had to fuck her all night

If I were a boy

I’d let her ride my dick

See I need a break

But she still wet

See she don’t know this trick

If I were a boy

I’d slide my finger in her ass

I’d know she freaky and shit

So she’ll ride me fast

If I were a boy

I’d prep and prime her

While growling, “You’re mine”

Shoving my love stick passed her pelvis

So we’d cum at the same time!!!

Hey but that’s if I were a boy

That’s just how I would get down…

Use You

Use you? 

How could I possibly not comply?

Abuse you I’d love to. 

I can’t even lie.

Never to hurt your heart 

but your body is mine

In my fantasy we abuse each other; 

taking our time

The spell you speak of 

I too have fallen under

I promise to bring the heat

if you’ll bring the thunder

Your skin next to my skin 

consumes my every thought

Let your class begin; 

I’m your star pupil ready to be taught.

Where your passion-filled breathe ends 

my every wish begins

I promise to use you 

if you guarantee this feeling never ends.

In Walks A Lady...

          Love of life or love of self, which takes priority for you?  Even minimal age differentials create worlds of difference in perceptions, regard for others, and game plan strategies. Who would have thought equally yoked; such a daunting task? Nevertheless like me you find yourself here sifting through profile after profile wondering if an 83% match will suffice or should you keep going to reach the top 10 percentile.

          Am I allowed to terminate the services of my representative upon reaching the age of majority in TX (21)? When I can so eloquently represent myself I was sure she could no longer serve me yet I find myself in need of a buffer between me & the foolishness I’ve encountered in search of love.

          Creative lies are still just that; lies. Oh but the creativity is fun to read to say the least. I’ve found that the year on the birth certificate cannot dictate the level of creativity in some. So what drives the underachiever to lackluster status while the overachiever basks in his own stupor of misplaced sense of accomplishment?

          Hurry, the hand on the clock continues to move forward even if we wish it was not so!! As I continue my journey to find the 3 Ls I implore you to stay true to your path.  Should ours cross savor the moment in which you met a lady.