The Bike Riding Incident (explicit)

Here we are you and me ready to start our trek
I can’t keep my eyes of you
The way your wearing that spandex
I can’t help but to look at your back
The way they hug your curves
It’s getting to my nerves
Not to mention my loins
So as we ride
I get a look at those thighs
I am getting high
Seeing your muscles work
As you coast and glide
And although the outdoor scenery is nice
You hold all of my attention
And all I want to do is ride next you
To talk to you
Reach out and touch you
But now is not the time
I can tell by how you ride
You have stamina to ride
My mind drifts off to you and me
Sweating from a good work out
And my adrenaline is still pumping
And I am thinking about grinding and bumping
Back at your place
Peeling off the thin layers
Kissing your neck
Holding firm to your firm assets
Easing down to your midsection
Pulling off your tights
To taste your sweet nectar
Pulling off your vagina protectors
So I tell you to spread them
My tongue explores your shaven region
With care and sensibility
I lick your clit like it’s ice cream on a hot summer day
Sucking up the juice emphatically
And with my free hand I insert my fingers
To feel you inner walls
And knowing I am aroused
You play with my balls
We lay down where we are
And I move head first to pleasure you more
Totally into you sucking an slurping
Your vagina I adore
It’s like dining at a five star restaurant
And I can’t get enough, you reach your apex
Is that enough do you want more?
I think you do
So you pull me close to you
Pull me up and close
And insert my rock hard pumping machine into you
I thrust and move my hips to pleasure you
And when I hit that spot your nails say Daym You
So I speed up to hear you moan,
To hear you yell out in ecstasy
then back to a slow wind
A slow grind
kissing your perky nipples
biting them softly, nibbling specifically
the evidence of your enjoyment
is felt by your wetness
a flood of juices gush
so I turn you over to get you on your knees
I know you like it from the back
And I aim to please
To hear the air escape as I thrust in and out
I like that clapping sound we make together
And the slapping sound
When my palm connects with your derriere
A variable type of speed I keep
Then you never know when it’s gonna creep…Up on you.
When I slam my fully erect beam
And with those tears in your eye one would think you weep
But the evidence of those droplets of water
Easing down your cheeks
Are signs of pure joy…
“Whooo! This ish is good” kind of seepage
The kind that says to the rest of your body
Squirm,
Moan,
Shiver,
Grip,
Bite,
Hum,
Cum.
Then forcefully turning you to another position
You thinking “Daym this N***a ain’t done yet?
“sh!t I gotta get up and walk later”
But you ain’t in no way resisting
At least you can say I am consistent
Oh and persistent

To touch your skin is like touching silk
Your voluptuous figure
Has me seeing milk
Milk from our genitals
From this soon to be ritual
You excite me to the extent
Well let me say mind blowing
Penis blowing,
Constantly moaning
Incessantly groaning
Shaking and cumming
For the second, third, fourth time
But I am not counting
As long as you are enjoying

And then you startle me with a question
And immediately I come out of my dream
We are coming to the end of our ride
And from the question you asked me, it seems
You were thinking of a similar thought
As I had dreamed
“Would you like to come back to my place for some…
Black coffee with sugar and cream?”

Man Arrested, Woman Dead

Kicking AND SCREAMING
That’s how it went down after a long night of arguing
I just could’nt take her ish no more
The lies and the the deceit was too much for me
My head was tired of thinking and my heart was sore
Damn I already had a hard time letting her in
I even overlooked the sin and the guilt I felt within
knowing what I brought to the table was not irrelevent
Again I was broken
Broken down to to the point of tears
but she would never see those
Pac was on point with bitches ain’t ish but hoes…
And tricks
only good for ridin the dick
I know that’s just the anger in me so I need to be free
Let go of this freak

Kicking and screaming that’s how it went down
Grabbin her ass by the ankles
I wanted to smack the taste out of her mouth
Choke her till she passed out
But I would have been the one in handcuffs
Locked down for demestic violence
For resorting to fisticuffs
Here I am, the one wearing the tears of a clown
Emotionally beat down
unable to let my true voice resound
Loud enough to make her damn heart explode

Kicking and screaming that's how it went down
Sirens filling what used to be the peaceful night
Engines racing and glaring lights
But i'll be damned if that bitch thinks
She getting back in my crib tonight
We're both lucky that no blood was shed
I am seeing red and the last thing I need is to read on on the daily news
Man arrested, woman dead.

Parental Advisory Explicit Content

There was this nigga I knew who was a playa till he died
A fine young nigga his name was Ty-Ty
This dude had bitches you thought the bitches had him
This nigga did the back stroke in bitches and this nigga couldn’t even swim.

Now Ty-Ty was an ordinary nigga just like you and me
But he was that fast talking smooth nigga who dressed like he was a G
A high yella motherfucker light green eyes who knew he was the shit
Drove a pimped out 64 Chevy that dropped it’s ass when he hit the switch

He’d drive by on Saturday afternoon with his bottom bitch to his side
See a fly ass shorty 10 feet away and holla fo her to come to his ride
Once she came to the car he said nothing at all for his bottom chick did all the rappin
And I was amazed once again when the shorty jumped in
And Ty drove off in a frenzy just laughin.

I stopped Ty one day and asked him nigga how you do it
How do you get these bitches to swing on your nuts
He said young nigga it’s all in your swagger, all in your tongue
And all in the bitch you have backing you up
You gotta be ice cold like that nigga slim and put you foot in a bitches ass when she thinks she’s tough.
He said don’t get it twisted all that glitters ain’t gold and he showed me the scars on his gut
He said bitches are a dangerous species, you can only control the weak minded
A bitch tried to shenk me in my sleep, she stuck the blade in deep
Twisted it until on the bone it grinded.
Another bitch called 5-0 had me thrown in the pen
But I had that bitch 24 hours later walkin’ the streets for my Yen.

Yeah Ty was a trip a smooth young nigga
Had all the pussy he could want
It’s funny I thought that nigga would die by getting shot or stabbed
By some strong minded bitch on the strip
But he caught HIV from a fly lil shorty
After he stuck his bare dick in her cunt!

This Addiction

It has you wrapped up, tied up
Tangled up in weed smoke
Locked up bonded up
In food you just eat up
Stirred up rammed up
All your sorrows just drink it up
Its all you can think about
All you wanna live about
It lies deep within your soul like the roots of the haunted oak
You’ll do anything to get your fix
Sell all your shit till you go broke
Nigga I’ll suck your dick just to get a toke
It’s keeps calling you and calling you
You life revolves around it
And everyone says you need help
But You can’t imagine your life without it,
without doing it,
without having it
It’s your all in all
How could you get rid of it
This shit makes you tick
Makes you get up in the morning and go to work for it
It’s like amercan express
You don’t wanna leave home without it
But does it really do all that it says for you
All your family and friends stop dealing with you
Your significant other is no longer feelin you
Damn they say “what do we do
To show you that the shit your addicted to
Is destroying you”
Fuck it you say let me do my thang
Let me smoke, snort or shoot up till the shit is coursing though my veins
Let me drink till I pass out night after night in the rain
Let me fuck any tom dick or Harry, Belinda Tamika or Sherry till I am HIV infected
Let me eat till my gut explodes or I am heavier than a train
Yod don’t know what I’ve been though
You don’t know my pain
It’s my choice to commit suicide
Whether it be by substance abuse, fucking abuse, eating my fat ass to death
Or taking a gun and blowing out my brains
This addiction is not about you it’s about cuirng what ails me
And until you can walk a mile in my shoes, my addiction is what makes me

Man of Pencil, Man of Ink

I was drawn in, sketched in
A rough draft, a brain storm
An incomplete thought, an image from within
I was dreamed about, thought about
Shaped an molded within the mind
Balled up, tossed away
Recreated in a new way.

I was smeared, and scribbled on
Blown away by the wind
Chewed up by the dog
Trampled on by the crowd
I was copied, duplicated for the masses
Stapled, folded and creased,
Used as airplanes in many classes.

I was the memo that said your fired
The pamphlet that said narcolepsy is tired
The post card from Hawaii
The bill from the cable guy “It said your cable has been expired”
I am the rejection letter from the school you wanted to attend
I am the congratulation letter from the contest you wanted to win
I am the adolescent note “Do you like me check yes or no”
I am the post it note on your desk “damn where did it go!”
I am your things to do today, tomorrow, this week
I am the label on your favorite cd

I change everyday
You create me in your mind
I am the lyrics to your favorite ballad
You love my words when you try to unwind
A love song that’s meaningful to you
I am man created in the image of God
Forever enhancing in knowledge and wisdom
Continually being re-written in ink and in pencil
I am God’s masterpiece, ever being sculpted and molded
I am a man of pencil, a man of ink
And Jesus is my stencil.

Sonnet #1

I am inspired by shakespeare
To write these words
Glamored by his skillful hands
As he labored to tell of love
Love amiss, love such as this
The love of truth that blossoms in the spring
It shows no passion like that of a muse
Inspiring the creative thought, the artistic actions of the quill
Unbalanced & unending like the echoes in a well
The stench of angered haters milling about to wish true lovers demise
But love is wise, knowledgeable of the devils lies
It seeks life in the shining glare of lovestruck eyes

Jade's Epiphany

Blatantly she said to him
“what have you done to me?
I seem to be lost in a unknown world
You have flattered me with your words
You have catered to my curves
You have given to me
Daily affection
Something no man has ever done for me
You listen to my many voices
Give me words of compassion
My voice of reason
When I am confused about my choices
Who am I to rejoice less?”
He looked at her for what seemed just a moment
Like an eternity in an exotic tropical climate
She was caught in his stare
Bewildered and in beware
Not quite knowing how he was going to react
Not quite knowing if any words she could retract
And then he smiled showing his pearly whites
And a overwhelming sense of comfort
Moved upon her in flight
And he said,
“I have done nothing but be myself
You my dear are every word I’ve flattered you with
This I can attest
Your curves are part of a perfect sculpture
Created by God himself
To adore them, for me, is being blessed
My affection and my ears belong to you
I truly care for you
I aim to lead for our best interest
This is what a good man should do
So my dear I ask you
Where do we go from here?
With our feelings on the table,
From whence do we go next?
We’ve played the game of cat and mouse
Conversing daily, a dialogue spouse
Pretzel tangling and tantric sex
But I want so much more
Than this single celled subject
More than just a friend
More than a confidant
More than a part time lover
More than a date for a debutant
For years we have been friends
Though sexual encounters we’ve had many
not enough intimacy to close the divide
I began to accept this might not be
Good and plenty”
Jade looked down at her feet
Not quite sure how to respond
Blake held her chin in his hands
And lifted her head,
Looked deep into her eyes one more time
And knew that she loved him
Though he could sense the fear
He saw her fumbling with her hands
So he pulled her near
And whispered this into her ear
“In no way did I mean to put you on the spot
I just needed to let you know
That for you I am boiling hot,
There’s no need to answer me now
Take your time to meditate on this matter
Take your time for your emotions to be gathered
I need for you to be rational
I can’t have you making decisions
Like you were the mad hatter”
Jade looked at him and smiled a little bit
And said
“Blake, I am going to take your advice
I am going to sleep on this tonight
I really need to sort out my wants and my desires
And I am feeling a little tired, so give me my hug
Give me my kiss so I can retire!”
Blake wrapped his arms around Jade
Gave her the biggest strongest hug that he could give
The kind of hug you give a person before you go away for a long time
As he began to break apart from her he kissed her
And the two remained locked for what seemed an eternity’s time.
While still locked began to open their eyes
And they both took a deep breath
Not at all surprised
That this intense moment held no disguise
And the minute his pants began to rise
He never lost sight of what attracted his eyes
Her eyes
Looking deep into his soul,
feeling the beat of his heart with each blink of his eyes
they were becoming one.
Blake who spent every moment of the waking sun
Maintaining his business and always on the run.
Jade was all he could think about,
He just wished she would venture in this bout
He knew with her, that it wasn’t about the clout
Wasn’t totally about his money nor his success
And they always had good sex
So damn what could it be?
That she felt the need
To keep him at a distance.
At times he felt as if he were over seas
But tonight he was seeing her love for him was true
And as they both withdrew
They both knew
And the realization
Was a vaccination
And their hearts were being healed
Like the flu
Love was among them
And neither of them quite knew what to do

Jade held his hands as look as she could
As the departed from their embrace
Her thoughts began to race
An epiphany took place
Tonight she would kneel down
And seek god’s face
She knew she loved this man
But wasn’t sure if she could give up the tapes
Open up herself to him
Tell him that she’d been raped
That her momma’s boyfriend seemed like an ape
When he crawled on top of her when she was only 8
A part of her thought that Blake would look at her in disgrace
She always knew this moment would come
And this was the time for her not to run.

Poetic Kisses

Poetic kisses,
Your kisses are poetic
whether u blow them from afar or up close,
they are extremely verbose,
a sentiment taken 4 granted by some
but they leave me comatose,
in awe of your affection to someone you barely know.

Your kisses are sweet like the nectar of fresh fruit,
your saliva is organic juice,
I welcome being a patron
at your kissing booth.

Your pucker,
the mountain top of which I desire to climb,
reach the peak of a peck ,
feel the gentleness on my neck
like the resting place of a butterfly
tickling me & giving me goose bumps,
the long kiss goodnight lasting hours in mind
an eternity in spirit,
mere minutes in real life,
making my heart rate jump,

kisses that are moist
like the early morning dew
on the petals of flowing flowers.

Passionate are your kisses
arousing all nerves and senses,
brain matter scattered,
they leave a wise man senseless.

Poetic Kisses that are short and sweet
a haiku from me to you,
French style free verse kisses
takes a bit of skill
just enough lips
the right amount of tongue
and the right amount of powered will.

Your kisses are a sonnet, a love song
from your lips to mine,
musically whistling melodies
emotion’s metronome of time
they sing a ballad of a love enduring,
love that lasts a lifetime,
your kisses exemplify romance,
a candle light in you
the kind of kisses that intoxicate like wine,
my narcotic, Poetic Kisses I am Addicted to you.

The First Dance

Her touch is like cotton
Her fingertips are clouds
that send chills up my spine
tickling the nape of my neck as she guides them down the muscles in my back
my heart begins to race, beating fiercely as she begins her passion filled attack
her hands glide down and grasp my rock hard torso
to pull me in close and her soft warm minty breath
stimulates my nasal cavity and chills shoot down my spine as she whispers
baby i love the way you move
the heat begins to rise and i am approaching the horizon in a steady glide
and she pulls back exactly when the chorus of the love song begins
looking into my deep brown eyes, i am looking at those full lips, glossy and shining like a full blood moon
i am getting light headed spinning into a full swoon
i want to touch but she holds my hands at bay
my lips begin to part but i have nothing to say
She places my hands on her hips as they begin to sway
her movement is smooth and i just love it when she moves slow
her head tilts back showing her pulsating veins in her neck
if i was the undead my fangs would rise but tonight my loins cry
seduction is at a high
the glow from the candles are are dimming, she has me blushing like i was shy
she place her hands on my chest lightly clawing them with her sculptured nails
the beads of sweat run down my spine
this feeling is so good i want to wail
cry out loud that i never knew love like this
no more sadness no more pain
at this moment all i want to gain
is her
dance this dance with her
move in complete unison with her
there is no one else here but she and i
and this fantasy love affair is no alibi
this rhythm has us both hypnotized
its all a compromise
i give her all of me and she surrenders
embracing closely as lovers
her eyes speaking to mine as we sip this slow wine
in the open sky where the stars are twinkling above
the music drifts on the waves as my thoughts are singing
my heart is asking
what is she thinking of?
no impure thoughts, only, could he be my true love?
is this just a coincidental dance of Caribbean lust
or could there be more? In my heart i put my trust
in unique cadence our pelvises thrust
and as the song comes to a close, as this dance comes to an end
I ask can we exchange numbers
and she says I think we must!

Roses

A Rose in vain

There was a rose, a woman
in her beauty she did bathe
Every morning she’d awake
with one thing on her mind
to make herself look as good as possible
herself she’d never forsake.
She combed her hair more than 50 times
and made sure everything was in place
with no regard for the time it takes

There was a rose, a woman
who blossomed at noon
the highlight of the days events
a slow and gorgeous process
no matter where she went
her aura began to glow
her smile was like the
oceans body, large
with a steady flow
Her motions were graceful
moving like the trees in autumn
and her scent was enchanting
even from her deepest chasm

There was a rose, a woman
who withered at dusk
time to tame the tears
she cries inside
the beauty is gone
and her scent, it’s now musk
her petals she stroked
in the early morn
50 times to her dismay
is now drifting to the ground below
turning from bright to grey

outward Beauty last for but a season
quickly passing away.
Pride of self should come from within
for death of true beauty does not decay
A rose is still a rose
whether in full bloom
or withered away.



African Rose

I once wrote about a rose in vain
Who was enamored with herself
Thought her beauty could cause no pain
And now I write about an African rose
Whose heart is filled with disdain

Rose, a young flower
Displaced from her native land
Removed from her heritage
Another number in the caravan
10 years in the wilderness she lived
Dark chocolate complexion
Developed beyond belief
Filling out apple bottoms
Thick young queen
We were her refuge relief
Before she arrived
She encountered a thief
I infer he stole from her
The only things she held dear
Stole her self image
Stole her identity
He even stole her hair
He left her completely bare
Stole her young body for himself
I wonder if she was another trophy
For his shelf
This thick in the thighs
Thick in the hips
Nice full lips
That he saw
Was just a kid
A child
A pre-adolescent
An ignorant innocent
Taken advantage of
And now she’s confused
And belligerent
Unruly, disobedient
Slowly becoming insolent
Always defiant
Rebellion is her new name
No longer is she a rose
Now a thorn on a stem
Dried out from insufficient rain
Tries to play childhood games
But gets caught up
In the experiences
Where she was slain
Thinks that she’s in control
But inside her has grown
A demonic sexual troll
Acts out those things he has done to her
Believes them to be the norm
Plays house with other little children
Touching them, humping them
Not knowing to do such things leads to scorn
Her attitude was forlorn
Now separated from all she’d known
Placed into an unknown home
In her heart no shalom
In her eyes a distant stare
She shows no care
Strong to be she tries
But can’t help to fall to her knees
And cry
Unable to tell the difference of
Love and lies
We tried
To lead her in the right direction
To accept her imperfections
We love her unconditionally
Through battles of insurrection
She is a blessing
In need of gentle caressing
But will down spiral into oblivion
If she’s not rescued
She’ll careen into destruction
We only wanted to give her instruction
Give her some structure
Before her blood vessels began to rupture
We were too late
The basura saturated her world
Detritus boiled within this little girl
She was tainted by the debris
And it’s name was he
Then became she
Who preyed upon my little ones
Unknowingly was she
And I became angry
Enraged at the fact that she
One of my new babies
Violated my other babies
Inappropriately
Fondling
As he had done to she
And we
Could not endanger
the rest of our family
and my rose continued to wilt
and I was filled with guilt
for the safety of all I loved
had to be rebuilt
without my African rose.

Sometimes You Make Me Smile

When I think of your name, the image of you emblazoned in my eyes, I smile. A gentle smile. The kind of smile that says I like you, the kind of smile that is infectious. The kind of smile that demands all who see this smile to smile, it’s a joyful smile. Like when I look into the face of an innocent child, you know a soft smile. Or when I look into the sky and at the trees and all of the creatures my God has created. The product is a great big I love you and admonish you Lord kind of smile. I’ve even given you seductive smiles, listening to your voice, watching you on view by choice. Seeing you squirm in your chair to my moaning voice, yes there was a smile there too. But not quite like this one I am giving you. Right now as you read, right now I am taking the lead, smiling at you through the page, through the screen, into your wet dreams, into your day dreams, filling you up with pleasure screams. Yes a smile, it goes on a million miles, a billion light years. The memory of a smile is enlightening, striking. For some horrifying and frightening. But not yours, gleaming and bright. Shining on others it’s light. Your smile is contagious and I want to say please infect me daily. Cause a day without a smile would be like a dog infected by rabies. Simply crazy. So please give me the great big one, don’t be lazy. A smirk is not enough, I need a genuine smile from you lady. So when I think of your name with the image of you emblazoned in my eyes I will smile that same smile I saw on you…the smile without disguise.

Rock Bottom

I know that bottom
I dealt it out
When I crept about
Felt that never ending
Sense of turmoil
The thought of that time
Makes my skin boil
Tarred and feathered
Doused in gas
Lit in flames
Watched my soul burn
As a pain in the ass
I would have been a royal

One

Individual
In a war with himself
Wresting with this world’s
powers and principalities
His commitments were placed upon a shelf
Set out in search of the “finer things”
But his finer things
Were minor things
Destined to have him crying
Them crying
Him lying
Them denying
A recipe for disaster
But at this he was a master
Destroying himself
Deceiving himself
That his abuse could continue
Without repercussions
His soul was crushing
His name was can’t get right
You got it right
He couldn’t get it right
Night after night
In a tumultuous fight
Attempting to make it through the plight
Of continual falling
Into a bottomless pit
It was appalling
No bottom
To hit rock bottom
The demon’s thought they got him
Purgatory wants to rot him
He thinks he should be forgotten
His soul feels like its rotten
Douses the flames with a bottle of gin
Drowns his words in drinking and smoking
Lungs so full
He commences to choking
Regurgitating all of the ish he ingested
First reborn,
Images of porn
Photos a child should not see
A piece of the puzzle
A lock and a key
Built up the curiosity
Second to follow
Childish school yard games
Aimed to stimulate
The pleasure sensors of the brain
Then chunks begin to fly
And an opening of the third eye
The nerve endings sensitive
Liquids erupt
Has him pensive
World explodes
From his pencils
Out flies the woman body
A sculpture finer than any
She became his good and plenty
And he sought her out
Aimed to feed her candy
In a violent jerk
Out flew his insertion
Into a new world of ecstasy
Ugly was blasphemy
He felt blessed to be a he
He fell to his knees
And prayed to the Lord
Please
Take this pain away from me!
I am blind,
Please Lord help me to see
I give to you all of me
If you only take away
My promiscuity
Still no Bottom
But he
I
Grab onto the walls
I begin to climb
Knowing that soon
I will see the
Rhythm in the rhyme
That the wounds shall heal
In time
And That which lies in the past
Will remain
Only I can tame
That which lies inside
And seeks to give pain
No longer falling towards the bottom
But holding the bottom so close
Leads to climbing to the top with no refrain
Nor in vain.
No Bottom.

Stobe Light Effect

Go ahead turn on the strobe
Stimulate my frontal lobe
Please disrobe, disrobe
Remove all the hesitation
So we both can expound
on this proclamation
exegete this dissertation
of what it means to be
the subject of seduction
manipulate me cause I want to be manipulated
relax my body, keep me sedated
perplexed with passion
dumbfounded by romance
ignorant to your sexual advances
yes I am willing to take chances
if you promise me security
promise you’ll take care of me
keep me out of danger
this may sound a little weak
but woman when I give you all of me
I am something next to a sideshow freak
I am crazy, mentally disturbed
All inhibitions are gone
No longer easily perturbed
You are my central focus
Pleasure Is emanating from you
The glow of my fortune
Exudes from inside of you
We are kindred spirits
Soul mates you and I
Basic instructions before leaving earth
Salt within the tears that I cry
Tears of joy, tears of pain
Tears of sadness, tears that remain
Even after you have planted your seeds and gone
The harvests of your labor
Sing the autumn song
And we dance for joy
A girl and boy
Holding hands for the very first time
Stealing moments
Robbing love
A masqueraded crime
go ahead turn on the strobe
stimulate my frontal lobe
disrobe disrobe
better yet,
stimulate my entire mind!

Unknown Voyeur

Here they come again
No electricity in here tonight
Whoa, something’s about to jump off!
The room is lit by candle light
Someone is setting the mood
Ron Isley doesn’t usually visit
Oh I got a front row seat
And I think it’s about to get explicit

There was something indescribable in the air
A faint hint of delectable food
And there’s another scent in the air
the scent of pheromones pure and crude

Yup! I was right
Tonight they are extra close
Like they were resuscitating one another
Not being very verbose

His hands caressing her back
Chest to breast they danced
This is definitely my definition
Of grown and sexy romance

Her violet satin dress
With matching sash
Accentuated her full figure
Especially her ass.

She moves like the gentle breeze
That moves through the leaves
Of miniature trees.

He’s shed his navy blue blazer
I think his physique amazes her
Cause her eyes got big
And a devilish grin appeared
I’d say she has plans
For this evenings endeavors

His strong arms embraced her
But he was gentle
Like he was holding a child
And then he cracked a smile
That could stretch 69 miles
And it’s my guess he knew
That this night would get wild.

I can’t believe what I’m seeing

The song has ended
They continue to sip wine
Entangle and intertwined
Staring into each other’s eyes
etching into their minds
the person, place and time
his hands rubbed her outer thigh
slowly stroking as if applying lotion
her hand was on his inner thigh
and it seems that for something she is searchin

she must have found
what she was looking for
cause he tilted back his head
in a small outburst of sensual moans
his mouth lipped what I could interpret
as more, more
her lips locked onto his
her knees bouncing
she’s anticipating
the moment he spreads his thighs
so his other head she can kiss
and I saw it first hand
the door swung open
and there “it” appeared
with her hands wrapped around “it’s” neck
and she took it all in
her mouth like it was gin

and I only could think
Damn, that things got it bad!

He begins to stroke her mane
Making odd faces
But he doesn’t seem to be in pain
She was certainly giving him the business

Oh Ish!
They are doing tricks
He spun her around
While her head is still down
Now upside down
And she is still sucking on that “It!”

Her legs are spread open
One on each of his shoulders
His face is between her legs licking
On what could be a licorice stick
Or any other candy that you lick
But his tongue is working it!

And she could barely suck anymore
And now it was her asking for more
So he laid her on top of me!
Now I really didn’t want to get involved
But I must say, their bodies felt nice
On top of me…Get you mind out the gutter
I am the floor.

He began to kiss her passionately
Toying with her soft supple breasts
And the moans were increasing
A nightingale singing from it’s nest
And she said to him
Please put it in
In a weak, kinda whimsical way

And I began to sing
I have no control over this thing
And the oriental on top of me
Could not reduce the sound
Of her soft round brown
Pounding against the ground
I mean floor, I mean me
Damn they got me seeing 3
But my vision was not yet blurry
I knew there was much more in store
For me to see.

His stroke was daunting
Smooth and calculated with every push
And when he sort of twisted to the left
A sigh of pure pleasure
And the juices began to gush

Onto to me I might add
But I’m not worried
They shall surely clean me
when they are done

it was now 1
in the morning
and there was no sign of yawning
from either of them in fact
she was saying
daddy hit it from the back
and frankly I could yack
cause to me this ish was getting kind of boring
I mean cmon already
Switch to the next act.

But I got a little scared
Cause she got on her knees
And looked me in the face
And me being So fresh and so clean
She only saw her reflection
In me
So of my presence
There was no trace

He came from behind
Put his chest on her spine
And felt all the heat she was giving off
And the lights start flickering
Is it a paranormal being visiting
The strobe effect shed some light
On the matter
I can’t believe this ish!
Who in the hell bought the clapper!

The escapade continued
for what seemed to be hours
Tonight Barnum and Bailey
Paid me a visit
A king and queen Contortionist,
A sword swallower
And two flying trapeze artists.

The circus was in town
And I was the clown
And they have painted this room red
And though I enjoyed it
Watching first hand, the voyeur
Next time
Take all that ish to the BED!

At Some Point You Get Tired!

There is that threshold that everyone gets to
We call it the point of no return
When the boiling point erupts
When we have reached the last straw
And our senses cannot be discerned

When we call upon Jesus
When we reach out to family and friends
When we have no choice
And our livelihood we must defend:

When he walks through the door
Drunk off his azz,
Yelling and screaming
At the top of his lungs
For his dinner he asks,
But that’s not what he really wants
So he throws the plate of food at you
And Tells you to “lick it up you filthy cunt”
And as you pick up the debris
With your back to his frame
He persists to bombard you with degrading names
So you stand and face him
And an over powering blow connects with your face
To him you are a disgrace
And he continues to berate
Abuse you blow by blow
Till the blood is dripping
Mixing with tears
And you are sick and tired
He asks you if you want more
And your answer is No more!

At some point you get tired!

Here you are sitting in the corner
You’ve just copped an ounce from the key
By giving head to some unknown man in the alley
You’ve spent the grocery money
You’ve stolen from your family
Your kids are now a ward of the state
An though you smile at the syringe
Nothing is really funny
Your friend sitting next you seems to be sleeping
And you dare not wake her
For the next hit is yours for the keeping
So you insert the narcotic
Directly into your blood stream
Feels so good you wanna scream
And you drift off into a drug induced sleep
You wake up to sirens wailing
You rise and turn with your clothes dangling
Your ready to run cause the cops are surveying
And you want her to come on it’s definitely time to go
But she is not moving
The foam on her lips is oozing
So you try her pulse
And your brought back to reality
And realize someone inches from you
Has died from using
You say to yourself…No More

At some point you get Tired!

You are young at heart
Your parents have done their part
And you are living life to the fullest
You are damn fine
Every night you are with a dime
Your pockets seem phat
You’ve put on a great act
And you’re on the starting five in this game.
Yes you are the fastest
You sleep with many women
With no regards of what your killin
And the casualties of your war
You’ve left behind,
While you were laid up, smoking weed
And just chillin
The courts are now callin,
the cops have come knockin
letters are filling your mailbox
and children are screaming daddy’s name.
At your last monthly visit
to the community clinic
the doctor returned your test results
now as you left the doctor’s office
you begin think back and reminisce
of all the women you’ve slept with
and at that moment you see their lives in a catapult
The feelings you’ve hurt
The emotions you’ve broke
The tattered rags you’ve left behind
The lives you’ve changed
The babies you’ve fathered
And it suddenly dawns on you
That a murderer you are
For killing innocent lives
Yes all of those women
If currently breathing
Are now living Martyrs.
For you and them…NO More!

At some point you get Tired!

Dressed scantily clad
You know you’re the ish
Heading off to your underage party
All your girls gonna be there
And your parents think you’re at a sleepover, I might add
You walk through the door and all eyes on you
Some people you know and those you don’t know you
A friend hands you a drink
High octane potent liquor
Another hands you some pills
Which you pop with a flicker
The music is hittin hard
Your body begins to gyrate
Your movement is fluid
Azz poppin into the next state
In the center of the floor
Moving in-sync with the beat
You are the center of the circle
Of guys that think your fly
You misinterpret their looks as simple infatuations
When it fact it’s deadly lust in their eyes
At the break in the cadence
A break in the rhythm
A scent infiltrates your senses
A mixture of trees and incense
So you head over to the session
To grab a few hits
You know the moniker
Puff puff give
Swirlin you are, Alive
On top of the world
Being touched, being caressed
Being groped, being grabbed
Your heart beat is racing
Your beginning to get stressed
Something’s not right
What’s happening
You black out…

You awake the next morn
Fly gear no longer adorned
Pain between your thighs
Your now thinking back about last night’s high
You pull back the coverings
And the circumference of the blood circle
Has you really afraid
You swing your legs over the side
And there next to the empty bag of purple
Evidence of last night’s tactics…
12 used up prophylactics.
Along with the intense overwhelming feeling of violation
You’re at a crossroads with your next decision
Call your parents, call the police, or shut down
The one part in you that you loved the most
Do you let freedom live in you
Or kill it and make it a ghost
Only to haunt you
There is one thing you do know, one thing that is sure
Never again…No More.

At some point you get Tired.

Hearing Them Call You Daddy

I look at them with an uncontrollable smile

Most men won’t say when they are giddy
Most men might not say they are silly
Most men may not think they glow
Most men will say it ain’t so
That they themselves were not ready
When it comes to hearing them call you Daddy

How their heart heats up
And their smiles light up
When the joy in them bubbles over
And they feel as lucky as a clover
And how nothing can compare,
Not even that special lady
When it comes to hearing them call you Daddy

Yes it is the pursuit that they are in
To make you laugh and grin
To have your strong hands and arms around them
They know that in your eyes that they could do no sin
They know that no matter the wrong that they would be forgiven
They know they are the only ones
That in a game between you and them…They will Win
That in a foot race, you leave the line before they yell ready
The miraculous feeling you have in side
When it comes to hearing them call you Daddy

The rain of tears you feel
When they are sick or down
They are your Achilles heel
Totally turned into mush
All your buttons they know and push
Where a hug and kiss
Can change your day
When your lost
Looking them in their eyes helps
You find your way
Just hearing them say I love you
It’s like your flooded from a broken levy
When it comes to hearing them call you Daddy

The purest sensation
The moist condensation
On your brow
Your back and forth pacing
When your in the room waiting
While she endures the pain in laboring
When the crown is approaching
And the blood is dripping
When the delivery is over
And begin the congratulating
And the celebrating
When the nurse turns to you
When it comes to first hearing them say you’re a
DADDY!

Today I Must Be Cliche'

As I got off the phone he could tell that my countenance fell
That my normal melancholy phlegmatic persona had left
He said to me “you look like you lost your best friend”
I did, sort of, not my best, but one of my closest.

You see it was she who walked by my side everywhere I would go
It was she who missed me when I was on the go
It was she who waited by the door for me to return
It was she who missed me and by her looks forlorn
It was she who protected me when she felt something was wrong
It was she who awakened me in the early morn

Today, for me, a dog day in hell
Minutes before I received the call my day was going well
in my mind though, I can’t let sleeping dogs lie
I’d be lying to myself if I didn’t so inside I cry
But I do lie like a dog
So now I am sick as a dog
And I wish I was treated like a dog
For at times I did her unjust
It’s a dog eat dog world
So I must do what I must
And I owe it to her to lie down with the dogs and get up with fleas
I’ve have to accept these feelings inside me
Before I can find peace

Then he said to me “smile it won’t kill ya”
But you can’t teach an old dog new tricks
Right now I need a fix
To get over losing my bitch
She died like a dog chasing cars
Leaving many scars
Me feeling ass backwards
Like the tail that wagged the dog
I am clouded by fog
So I run like a scalded dog
To bite the hands that feed me
And now the hair of the dog that bit me
Encourages me, uplifts me
A integral part of my own history
Thinking on the days when she was with me
I smile
Cause she inhumanly gave me the understanding
Of infinite love unconditionally…Roxxy

Evolution of Music in The Soul

I see it now
The vibrato
The movement of the notes
The fluctuations in the tones
The life in sound
The sound in life
The pin drop...ting
We put them to words
I see it now,
I can read it now
Dooo weeee, do weee
This sound do we sing
I see mama's joyful expression
Dooo weee, dooo weeee
Bop bop bop
There it was our procession
Me and mama running
To the knock knock knock
At the door
And the squeeeeek of the hinges
Is that flat or is it sharp?
I know the glass that claaang was
Sharp, all of the shards were
And the staccato of her scream was soprano
And this time silence wasn't golden
Although they rang out
the sounds of those words were torment
I tried to translate her expressions
Into the eighth, the half, the whole notes
But she was not whole no more
And I was confused some more
And I was no longer sure
Were we still treble cleffin, g cleffin?
No today will end in bass
I can see it now
I can see the sound
Of life and death
In between the joy and the pain
In the midst of the laughter and rain
Amongst the budding of baby's breath in autumn
I can see clearly now the sounds in the guitar, the drums, the cymbals, they keys
And how a soul can bleed
And how we begin to see the music in our lives
The music in our sadness
The music in our disappointment
The music in our sorrow
No this is not a sad song
But a life song
When life does you wrong
When we are thronged and poked and prodded with tongs
When the lifeless tears from mama's eyes
Sang to me, a close love one died
The music in my heart and soul came alive.

VALIANT

a man sits on a park bench,
his head buried in his hands.
Tears flow around them like waterfalls,
his sobs eerily scare the pigeons away.
He looks to be a decent man
but is troubled you can tell
by his slumped over stance,
suit and tie, briefcase nearby.
He looks like he should be
heading a meeting in a boardroom,
not here on the park bench
seemingly filled with gloom
Perception leads to insight
into the life of a down trodden man
who walked the concrete pavement
seeking to change the cards in his hands.
Raised to always strive for the best
taught by his father to learn the world
and pass their test,
studied their methods of labor
but today their lives unrest.
He no longer jests,
his body is filled with stress
all the pain he ingests.
He’s thinking of his children on his left,
wallowing to his wife on his right.
She knew his fight,
she knew that things were getting tight.
On this early night
his facial expressions were tight.
She couldn’t figure out
what was his kryptonite.
Her superman was doubled over,
her leprechaun was at the end of the rainbow
but there was no pot of gold nor four leaf clover
this was not the end
in no way was this is over
this was a moment in time
he was bowing his head for a moment of silence
he’s praying to God in repentance
aligning himself to take a new stance
making the past a remembrance
he lifted his head
looked at both his sides and smiled
got up embracing hand in hand
and with them began to take the next step
began to hike the extra mile.