P- Planting nothing but sweet kisses from my lips to my thighs
E- Easing his tongue around my wetness
R- Ready to enter, but I am such a tease as I keep him on his knees
F- Frantically, wanting to explore the depths of my valley
E- Every move he makes is much better than his last so precise as he moves about my body
C- Catering to every inch of me. He's not leaving any part of me untouched.
T- Taking his time, looking his eyes with mine, frenching kissing my lips, between my chocolate hips
I- Instantly, I begin to melt, I'm like puddy in his hands he can mode me into his freak at this moment.
O- Orgams are on the rise, breathing is increasing, sweat producing as I take his tongue on a ride.
N- Now screaming, I'm cumming, shaking and moaning; toes are curling. Body is bucking
Eating with Perfection..
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This is the imagination I possess, the passion I uphold, the intriguing that I cause you to have. Enjoy the journey into my mind, heart, soul, and depths of my freaky nature.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Quote Me Seven
Can I use your body as a canvas and my tongue be your brush?
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Saturday, July 23, 2011
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Quote Me Two
Threw my heart out there in the sea of love and he captured it with his line. sunk my soul with his words and reeled me in with his passion.
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Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Woman's Rant
Fucker, I wish I never met you..your mother should have done us all a favor and swallowed you... your so not worth the condom pop that brought you. The ignorance you spew is like acid it just breaks down everything you say...there is no accreditation, no realization, everything is falsified, why because of your foolish pride...
Did everything for you...was there to comfort you...when your family put you out, where did you laid your head? That's right it was in my bed...When you had busted shoes on your feet? Who came out the pocket to help get you new sneaks? Yes it was me... Most people would say I'm a fool, but I didn't think so because I was in love you, but now I see that was all so true...
I gave you every advantage to prove that your a real man...but every time you open your mouth I'm completely let down by you...the arguments were getting louder, the love was getting thinner...you slam the door with the last word feeling like your the winner...I promise if being ignorant was a crime...I would have much pleasure in emptying the clip in my 9.
I have never been so pissed off at just the mere sight of you, I fight to keep myself from tongue lashing you, using words in a context so absurd your baffled that I would even speak that way to you. Don't hold your breath boo boo... Your not the "Real MAN" you claimed to be... child support chasing you, can't keep a job, this fake thug life you trying to pursue..GET REAL reality just needs to slap the shit out of you...
I'm hope that you grow up and mature into what a man is suppose to be...but far be it from me to judge your true meaning... you were put on this earth for a reason...to be with me just wasn't it...At this moment I'll say a lot of things about you too you...but later on in life, I hope to forgive you...and hope that you forgive me..I know I wasn't the most perfect girlfriend that I could be... I had to get this out and let you know, that I moved on and had to let you go...
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Did everything for you...was there to comfort you...when your family put you out, where did you laid your head? That's right it was in my bed...When you had busted shoes on your feet? Who came out the pocket to help get you new sneaks? Yes it was me... Most people would say I'm a fool, but I didn't think so because I was in love you, but now I see that was all so true...
I gave you every advantage to prove that your a real man...but every time you open your mouth I'm completely let down by you...the arguments were getting louder, the love was getting thinner...you slam the door with the last word feeling like your the winner...I promise if being ignorant was a crime...I would have much pleasure in emptying the clip in my 9.
I have never been so pissed off at just the mere sight of you, I fight to keep myself from tongue lashing you, using words in a context so absurd your baffled that I would even speak that way to you. Don't hold your breath boo boo... Your not the "Real MAN" you claimed to be... child support chasing you, can't keep a job, this fake thug life you trying to pursue..GET REAL reality just needs to slap the shit out of you...
I'm hope that you grow up and mature into what a man is suppose to be...but far be it from me to judge your true meaning... you were put on this earth for a reason...to be with me just wasn't it...At this moment I'll say a lot of things about you too you...but later on in life, I hope to forgive you...and hope that you forgive me..I know I wasn't the most perfect girlfriend that I could be... I had to get this out and let you know, that I moved on and had to let you go...
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Dead Of Night
Dead of Night, the streets are talking, calling out to unsuspecting parents about their sons and daughters.
You ask how are they talking? Everyday on channels 5,9,12, and 19 someone comes up missing or some one's life has yet again been taken.
Dead of Night, the streets are talking, calling out to unsuspecting parents about their sons and daughters. Using sirens as a warning, trying to reach out before they get caught up in the drive by's, fast life, drug highs, of the night time.
Dead of Night, the streets are talking, calling out to unsuspecting parents about their sons and daughters. Daughters changing outfits once they leave the house for school. Getting picked up by some boy named Rico a 20 yr 9th grade dropout, because when he spoke you could tell he never finished school. He telling your Lil girl everything she wants to hear. 9 months later your baby has a baby of her own and that Rico has been long gone...
Dead of Night, streets are talking, calling out to unsuspecting parents about their sons and daughters. Once respectful sons, turning into corner thugs, selling drugs because it's "easy money". What was failed to be mentioned was that's a life that is hard to leave and everyday when they say "I'm going to quit hustling" that day only comes when they end up behind bars or worse 6ft underground.
Unsuspecting parents wake up and pay attention to the streets screaming at you for a reason. Protect your children there is no time to lose. No child should be buried by their parents, but your children should bury you!
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You ask how are they talking? Everyday on channels 5,9,12, and 19 someone comes up missing or some one's life has yet again been taken.
Dead of Night, the streets are talking, calling out to unsuspecting parents about their sons and daughters. Using sirens as a warning, trying to reach out before they get caught up in the drive by's, fast life, drug highs, of the night time.
Dead of Night, the streets are talking, calling out to unsuspecting parents about their sons and daughters. Daughters changing outfits once they leave the house for school. Getting picked up by some boy named Rico a 20 yr 9th grade dropout, because when he spoke you could tell he never finished school. He telling your Lil girl everything she wants to hear. 9 months later your baby has a baby of her own and that Rico has been long gone...
Dead of Night, streets are talking, calling out to unsuspecting parents about their sons and daughters. Once respectful sons, turning into corner thugs, selling drugs because it's "easy money". What was failed to be mentioned was that's a life that is hard to leave and everyday when they say "I'm going to quit hustling" that day only comes when they end up behind bars or worse 6ft underground.
Unsuspecting parents wake up and pay attention to the streets screaming at you for a reason. Protect your children there is no time to lose. No child should be buried by their parents, but your children should bury you!
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Do I Dare
Sometimes I sit and close my eyes...and remember all the good things were shared...my eyes swell up with tears from all the times you said you cared... I can't help but wonder what would happen if I traveled down that road again...do I dare??
I look at old pictures of us together, through all season of the weather, summer time always makes me laugh because I remember us being silly together, Autumn makes me warm with thoughts of how you would hold me all night long, winter sometimes got lonely...because that's when you really got busy, spring was the best because that's when I felt our love was overly strong....I can't help but wonder what would happen if I traveled down that road again....do I dare??
I can't help but remember all the arguments we had...the he say she say...the yelling back and forth...the cursing... each other, the nose to nose yelling...I can't even recall what it was all about... but in a few days...when we had our break one of us would apologize for being so irate..I can't help but wonder what would happen if I traveled down that road again...do I dare?
I remember those days I called on you when I was crying because everything seemed to be going wrong, you didn't say anything you just listened as you held me in your arms, my head on your chest and your heart beat going strong... Squeezing me so gently..stroking my hair... sometimes when I'm feeling that way, I wish you were there...I can't help but wonder what would happen if I traveled down that road again....do I dare??
I can't lie my heart still flutters when you name come up...or the smell of your cologne is floating in the air... I drive by where we first met and at first glance I see your image standing there...Call me crazy for missing you the way that I do...I can't help it, your the first one I gave my all...my everything...my heart too.. I can't help but wonder what would happen if I traveled down that road again...do I dare...
People always say "let the past stay in the past" but I don't think they ever experienced a love like we had...So I must say this with a heavy heart... and do what I should have done from the start...Say good bye to you forever, ending this love tortured soul with a barricade...barb wire, and brick wall...As much as I love you, I do not dare travel down that same road...my heart can't take it..so of you I must let go.
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I look at old pictures of us together, through all season of the weather, summer time always makes me laugh because I remember us being silly together, Autumn makes me warm with thoughts of how you would hold me all night long, winter sometimes got lonely...because that's when you really got busy, spring was the best because that's when I felt our love was overly strong....I can't help but wonder what would happen if I traveled down that road again....do I dare??
I can't help but remember all the arguments we had...the he say she say...the yelling back and forth...the cursing... each other, the nose to nose yelling...I can't even recall what it was all about... but in a few days...when we had our break one of us would apologize for being so irate..I can't help but wonder what would happen if I traveled down that road again...do I dare?
I remember those days I called on you when I was crying because everything seemed to be going wrong, you didn't say anything you just listened as you held me in your arms, my head on your chest and your heart beat going strong... Squeezing me so gently..stroking my hair... sometimes when I'm feeling that way, I wish you were there...I can't help but wonder what would happen if I traveled down that road again....do I dare??
I can't lie my heart still flutters when you name come up...or the smell of your cologne is floating in the air... I drive by where we first met and at first glance I see your image standing there...Call me crazy for missing you the way that I do...I can't help it, your the first one I gave my all...my everything...my heart too.. I can't help but wonder what would happen if I traveled down that road again...do I dare...
People always say "let the past stay in the past" but I don't think they ever experienced a love like we had...So I must say this with a heavy heart... and do what I should have done from the start...Say good bye to you forever, ending this love tortured soul with a barricade...barb wire, and brick wall...As much as I love you, I do not dare travel down that same road...my heart can't take it..so of you I must let go.
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This Feeling
I got this one type of feeling, this one feeling I can't seem to escape... This one type feeling that's keeping my emotions hanging by a frail tail.. This one type feeling I just can't seem to shake... One minute I feel like this..the next I feel like that...I wish I wouldn't feel like that....
Most of the time I'm such a laid back, happy person...but every now and then I feel like this person still needs to do some soul searching to find out if this feeling I shouldn't ignore...I got this one type feeling...This feeling I can't seem to escape...
On the outside I may seem all smiles...cracking jokes a mile a minute...but inside..insides a different story...Inside a tortured soul...Cold hearted and lonely..BUT WHY! Life could be much worse for me...I couldn't be homeless, jobless, and diseased ridden...SO WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME!!
I got this one type of feeling, this one feeling I can't seem to escape...This one type feeling that's keeping my emotions hanging by a frail tail... It's not every day I get this feeling, but when I do it hits me hard... So hard..I fall and feel like I can't climb out the ditch that I'm in... This feeling should be a sin...
If I laid down tonight and was to die....I bet this feeling would still be alive... hovering over my grave site..like girl you can't leave me... you think dying will defeat me...I'll follow you til the ends of earth...and even then I'm the feeling that just gets worse... UGH! this feeling should be electrocuted, making me feel so prosecuted..
I got this one type feeling...this one type feeling..this feeling I can't seem to escape... At this rate who knows what is to happen. Tomorrow I might be on top of the world...Like nothing can touch me... But right..I feel so low...lower than a worms belly... Sadly I can't understand why I got this feeling...What's the meaning??
I ask this question, but won't get an answer...Let it blow in the wind or let it fester...This feeling got me feeling like I'm pregnant in my third trimester...ready to drop it off!! I must admit that this as I'm writing...this feeling is beginning to lighten...So if this is how I ease my mind.. This I'll continue to do to unwind...
I got this one type feeling...This one feeling I thought I couldn't escape... I closed my eyes..a heavy sigh...this feeling is getting lighter and lighter as seconds go by... This one type feeling is no longer an issue... Toss it out like an old used tissue...
Feeling of feelings, is all I can say...
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Most of the time I'm such a laid back, happy person...but every now and then I feel like this person still needs to do some soul searching to find out if this feeling I shouldn't ignore...I got this one type feeling...This feeling I can't seem to escape...
On the outside I may seem all smiles...cracking jokes a mile a minute...but inside..insides a different story...Inside a tortured soul...Cold hearted and lonely..BUT WHY! Life could be much worse for me...I couldn't be homeless, jobless, and diseased ridden...SO WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME!!
I got this one type of feeling, this one feeling I can't seem to escape...This one type feeling that's keeping my emotions hanging by a frail tail... It's not every day I get this feeling, but when I do it hits me hard... So hard..I fall and feel like I can't climb out the ditch that I'm in... This feeling should be a sin...
If I laid down tonight and was to die....I bet this feeling would still be alive... hovering over my grave site..like girl you can't leave me... you think dying will defeat me...I'll follow you til the ends of earth...and even then I'm the feeling that just gets worse... UGH! this feeling should be electrocuted, making me feel so prosecuted..
I got this one type feeling...this one type feeling..this feeling I can't seem to escape... At this rate who knows what is to happen. Tomorrow I might be on top of the world...Like nothing can touch me... But right..I feel so low...lower than a worms belly... Sadly I can't understand why I got this feeling...What's the meaning??
I ask this question, but won't get an answer...Let it blow in the wind or let it fester...This feeling got me feeling like I'm pregnant in my third trimester...ready to drop it off!! I must admit that this as I'm writing...this feeling is beginning to lighten...So if this is how I ease my mind.. This I'll continue to do to unwind...
I got this one type feeling...This one feeling I thought I couldn't escape... I closed my eyes..a heavy sigh...this feeling is getting lighter and lighter as seconds go by... This one type feeling is no longer an issue... Toss it out like an old used tissue...
Feeling of feelings, is all I can say...
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R.I.P
R.I.P to the unborn babies who never got a chance to see the light of day....
R.I.P to those lost in senseless violence, caught by a stray bullet on any given day...
R.I.P to the men and women who leave their families to fight overseas, where there a war going on in our own country...
R.I.P to street pharmacies because all hell will break loose when they legalize weed.
R.I.P to originality because now a days everyone wants to be something they were not meant to be, you know what I mean, those rappers or those "barbies".
R.I.P to those drug addicts, those needle habits, those glass dick chasers, those forever chasing the next high racers.
R.I.P to the mentally ill people only because the government let them slip through the cracks, instead of really caring and reaching out a helping hand to the lost, lonely, confused, woman, child, and man.
R.I.P to all the phonies, the cronies, the followers, the posers, the barbies, the fake thugs (just Lil boys who really need a hug). the haters, the jackers, the swag less holders looking over the next man or woman's shoulders.
R.I.P to all the negativity, and if your reading this with something to say, I'll end this poem with a screw you and have a nice day.
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R.I.P to those lost in senseless violence, caught by a stray bullet on any given day...
R.I.P to the men and women who leave their families to fight overseas, where there a war going on in our own country...
R.I.P to street pharmacies because all hell will break loose when they legalize weed.
R.I.P to originality because now a days everyone wants to be something they were not meant to be, you know what I mean, those rappers or those "barbies".
R.I.P to those drug addicts, those needle habits, those glass dick chasers, those forever chasing the next high racers.
R.I.P to the mentally ill people only because the government let them slip through the cracks, instead of really caring and reaching out a helping hand to the lost, lonely, confused, woman, child, and man.
R.I.P to all the phonies, the cronies, the followers, the posers, the barbies, the fake thugs (just Lil boys who really need a hug). the haters, the jackers, the swag less holders looking over the next man or woman's shoulders.
R.I.P to all the negativity, and if your reading this with something to say, I'll end this poem with a screw you and have a nice day.
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I Wish
I wish I could see me through your eyes, and see what you see. What is it about me that leaves you so intrigued. I know you've told me this at least a thousand times but just one more to ease my mind.
So you say it is my eyes, that you look \through, you feel they pierce your soul. Every time you try to look away the stare of me takes ahold. You feel as if I see you as no one has seen you before.
I wish I could see me through your eyes, and see what you see. What is it about me that leaves you so intrigued. I know you've told me this at least a thousand times but just one more to ease my mind
So you say it is my mind that caught you so off guard. Not saying that the other women were complete dummies, but my intelligence seemed to just ooze through my pores and every conversation is much better than before.
I wish I could see me through your eyes, and see what you see. What is it about me that leaves you so intrigued. I know you've told me this at least a thousand times but just one more to ease my mind.
So you say its just my beauty that leaves in in awe. The color of my skin you say it is exotic, the thickness and ampleness of my thighs are the type to drive any man wild and you say to top it all off I have a gorgeous smile.
I wish I could see me through your eyes, and see what you see. What is it about me that leaves you so intrigued. I know you've told me this at least a thousand times but just one more to ease my mind.
So you say I'm the total package everything a man could ask for and more. You say to know me is to love me. To see me is to have your breath taken away To hold me is to have all your troubles melt away.
You let me see me through your eyes. I see why I bring you so alive. Every aspect of me catches your eyes. So this is maybe the thousandth time, but I want to thank you baby for easing my mind.
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So you say it is my eyes, that you look \through, you feel they pierce your soul. Every time you try to look away the stare of me takes ahold. You feel as if I see you as no one has seen you before.
I wish I could see me through your eyes, and see what you see. What is it about me that leaves you so intrigued. I know you've told me this at least a thousand times but just one more to ease my mind
So you say it is my mind that caught you so off guard. Not saying that the other women were complete dummies, but my intelligence seemed to just ooze through my pores and every conversation is much better than before.
I wish I could see me through your eyes, and see what you see. What is it about me that leaves you so intrigued. I know you've told me this at least a thousand times but just one more to ease my mind.
So you say its just my beauty that leaves in in awe. The color of my skin you say it is exotic, the thickness and ampleness of my thighs are the type to drive any man wild and you say to top it all off I have a gorgeous smile.
I wish I could see me through your eyes, and see what you see. What is it about me that leaves you so intrigued. I know you've told me this at least a thousand times but just one more to ease my mind.
So you say I'm the total package everything a man could ask for and more. You say to know me is to love me. To see me is to have your breath taken away To hold me is to have all your troubles melt away.
You let me see me through your eyes. I see why I bring you so alive. Every aspect of me catches your eyes. So this is maybe the thousandth time, but I want to thank you baby for easing my mind.
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Shower
At the end of the day, I exit my Lil Chevy Cav 04, running to my front door as the rain starts to pour down more and more, drenching me down to my core. walking through the halls of my building; water dripping from every inch of me, I can't wait to reach my thresh hold door.
Turn the key, unlock the gates, inside my heaven awaits, as I enter and leave my burdens ashore. Immediately remove the shoes that were squeaking, the shirt that was clinging, the jeans that were hugging my hips, thighs, and more and bee line for the bathroom; just cracking its door.
Rotating the shower knobs, adjusting to the perfect temperature, stepping into the creamy colored porcelain tub. The rush of water beats down on me, soothing me, massaging me, relaxing all the muscles that were intensified before.
Oh this shower is incredible, streams of water hitting places I hadn't known of before. Feels like thousands of fingers reaching the most sacred of places that have not yet been explored. I grab my soap and rag and begin to lather so that I can wash away the hatred of the day.
First my arms, up to my neck, down to my stomach and waist then whats next? To my back, then my ... oh wait I missed a spot, I have to go back up front and make sure I hit every inch of me. Prop my leg up on the side while the suds and thousands of fingers take a ride.
I close my eyes, and lean against the wall as the shower consumes me all. The shower beats down on my breast, ravishes my thighs, attacks my ass and hips oh my! as the pressure gets harder, water gets hotter and the steam has taken over the room.
Spinning around to rinse the suds off I feel like I just got my rocks off, by far the best shower I have ever encountered as I exit my porcelain palace, adjust the knobs to their rightful status and exit my heaven on earth.
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Turn the key, unlock the gates, inside my heaven awaits, as I enter and leave my burdens ashore. Immediately remove the shoes that were squeaking, the shirt that was clinging, the jeans that were hugging my hips, thighs, and more and bee line for the bathroom; just cracking its door.
Rotating the shower knobs, adjusting to the perfect temperature, stepping into the creamy colored porcelain tub. The rush of water beats down on me, soothing me, massaging me, relaxing all the muscles that were intensified before.
Oh this shower is incredible, streams of water hitting places I hadn't known of before. Feels like thousands of fingers reaching the most sacred of places that have not yet been explored. I grab my soap and rag and begin to lather so that I can wash away the hatred of the day.
First my arms, up to my neck, down to my stomach and waist then whats next? To my back, then my ... oh wait I missed a spot, I have to go back up front and make sure I hit every inch of me. Prop my leg up on the side while the suds and thousands of fingers take a ride.
I close my eyes, and lean against the wall as the shower consumes me all. The shower beats down on my breast, ravishes my thighs, attacks my ass and hips oh my! as the pressure gets harder, water gets hotter and the steam has taken over the room.
Spinning around to rinse the suds off I feel like I just got my rocks off, by far the best shower I have ever encountered as I exit my porcelain palace, adjust the knobs to their rightful status and exit my heaven on earth.
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Until Its Gone
Sitting listening to the radio, and our favorite song comes on...I swear you never know what you got until its gone...
Driving by parks or intimate places, all of a sudden my mind begins its races...I swear you never know what you got until its gone...
Dinners alone, showers unaccompanied, missing your laughter that filled the room...i swear you never know what you got until its gone...
Cuddling nights on the couch in front of the fire place, a shoulder to cry on when things go array... I swear you never know what you got until its gone...
The side of the bed you kept so warm, the arms wrapped tight around me as we both slumbered...this time apart couldn't have made me any more humbler...I swear you never know what you got until its gone....
So sad and sulky, depressed and lonely, wishing I had what we use to have before, bring smiles back to me galore...I swear you never know what you got until its gone...
Now I sit here wondering, if you're thinking the same things I've been thinking, wanting the same things I've been wanting, missing the same things I've been missing and swearing...You never know what you got until its gone....
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Driving by parks or intimate places, all of a sudden my mind begins its races...I swear you never know what you got until its gone...
Dinners alone, showers unaccompanied, missing your laughter that filled the room...i swear you never know what you got until its gone...
Cuddling nights on the couch in front of the fire place, a shoulder to cry on when things go array... I swear you never know what you got until its gone...
The side of the bed you kept so warm, the arms wrapped tight around me as we both slumbered...this time apart couldn't have made me any more humbler...I swear you never know what you got until its gone....
So sad and sulky, depressed and lonely, wishing I had what we use to have before, bring smiles back to me galore...I swear you never know what you got until its gone...
Now I sit here wondering, if you're thinking the same things I've been thinking, wanting the same things I've been wanting, missing the same things I've been missing and swearing...You never know what you got until its gone....
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Never Ending Cycle
Day break, alarm sounds, hop out of bed, head to the shower, wash up, scrub down...wishing you could lay down again for just one more hour....
Turn off the water, exit the bathroom, check the time, SHIT it's flying past you....hurry up and dry off...put on your baby powder, slip on your panties if you decide to wear any... hook up ya bra..then ya shirt, jeans fit like they hurt...heading out the door to the work force i endure...My never ending cycle...
Fight against the traffic...heading to the work place... gas, brake, gas, BRAKE, damn I have road rage... finally pulling in the parking lot, turn off the ignition...and let my day begin... My never ending cycle...
At my desk, in my chair, bored because I'm the only one here...radio on low, day moving slow...so slow...
Boss enters....work flow.. at least I pretend too...My never ending cycle...
1..2..3.. comes and goes...and finally 4pm hits...My never ending cycle...
In the car..heading home...fight traffic..gas, brake, gas BRAKE..damn I have road rage...
Turn off the ignition, exit the car...head to the gates...insert the key...and finally FINALLY my
cycle...of the day..ENDS
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Turn off the water, exit the bathroom, check the time, SHIT it's flying past you....hurry up and dry off...put on your baby powder, slip on your panties if you decide to wear any... hook up ya bra..then ya shirt, jeans fit like they hurt...heading out the door to the work force i endure...My never ending cycle...
Fight against the traffic...heading to the work place... gas, brake, gas, BRAKE, damn I have road rage... finally pulling in the parking lot, turn off the ignition...and let my day begin... My never ending cycle...
At my desk, in my chair, bored because I'm the only one here...radio on low, day moving slow...so slow...
Boss enters....work flow.. at least I pretend too...My never ending cycle...
1..2..3.. comes and goes...and finally 4pm hits...My never ending cycle...
In the car..heading home...fight traffic..gas, brake, gas BRAKE..damn I have road rage...
Turn off the ignition, exit the car...head to the gates...insert the key...and finally FINALLY my
cycle...of the day..ENDS
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Him/Her
Ring...Ring,...Ring...Answer:
Him: hey baby
Her: hey boo
Him: I miss you
Her: I miss you too
Him: I need to see
Her: Sorry baby not tonight no can do
Him: I need to hold you
Her: In due time boo
Him: Do you love me?
Her: You know I do
Him: I love you too.
Phone line dies...Next day
Her: hey honey
Him: hey you...there's a kiss on the cheek between the two..
Him: lets go away together
Her: Sounds nice but I can't
Him: why not?
Her: I got other things planned
Him: Do you love me?
Her: You know I do
Him:..I love you too
That night via text message
Him: Where are you?
Her: At home boo
Him: Your a liar
Her: I wouldn't lie to you
Him: I can see you
Her: What? where are you?
Him: I can see you...Phone ends in a violent CLICK
Sitting at home all alone she sitting on her bed..her phone vibrating, she looks at the number as her head is shaking she hits ignore and continues reading...head now nodding off...she dozes off in the dimly light room..front door jiggles and the door latch unlocks, he creeps up the stairs he knows she's the only one there. He enters her bedroom door and stands at the end of the bed with something shiny and silver in his hand.
He stands there what seems like hours watching her sleep..he finally whispers her name, running his fingers through her mane..she opens her eyes and looks at the guy wondering how he got in her home...
Her: Baby what are you doing here
Him: Where were you today
Her: Hanging with friends
Him: Then who was the man...
Her: He was just a friend nothing more nothing less, get in bed baby you need to rest..Just then see notices the shiny steel in his hands the hair on her neck begins to stand...
Him: I need you...
Her I need you too
Him: Do you love me? With tears in her eyes
Her: You know I do. He leans over and kisses her with a passion so deep and whispers in her ear
Him: If I can't have you then no man can...He pulls the trigger sending her to God's heavenly land...I love you too....
He stands over her as death fills the air...looking down at her body as blood spreads everywhere he raises the gun to his head...I need you...I love you...All of a sudden a light flashes...a sound crashes...and silence falls.
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Him: hey babyHer: hey boo
Him: I miss you
Her: I miss you too
Him: I need to see
Her: Sorry baby not tonight no can do
Him: I need to hold you
Her: In due time boo
Him: Do you love me?
Her: You know I do
Him: I love you too.
Phone line dies...Next day
Her: hey honey
Him: hey you...there's a kiss on the cheek between the two..
Him: lets go away together
Her: Sounds nice but I can't
Him: why not?
Her: I got other things planned
Him: Do you love me?
Her: You know I do
Him:..I love you too
That night via text message
Him: Where are you?
Her: At home boo
Him: Your a liar
Her: I wouldn't lie to you
Him: I can see you
Her: What? where are you?
Him: I can see you...Phone ends in a violent CLICK
Sitting at home all alone she sitting on her bed..her phone vibrating, she looks at the number as her head is shaking she hits ignore and continues reading...head now nodding off...she dozes off in the dimly light room..front door jiggles and the door latch unlocks, he creeps up the stairs he knows she's the only one there. He enters her bedroom door and stands at the end of the bed with something shiny and silver in his hand.
He stands there what seems like hours watching her sleep..he finally whispers her name, running his fingers through her mane..she opens her eyes and looks at the guy wondering how he got in her home...
Her: Baby what are you doing here
Him: Where were you today
Her: Hanging with friends
Him: Then who was the man...
Her: He was just a friend nothing more nothing less, get in bed baby you need to rest..Just then see notices the shiny steel in his hands the hair on her neck begins to stand...
Him: I need you...
Her I need you too
Him: Do you love me? With tears in her eyes
Her: You know I do. He leans over and kisses her with a passion so deep and whispers in her ear
Him: If I can't have you then no man can...He pulls the trigger sending her to God's heavenly land...I love you too....
He stands over her as death fills the air...looking down at her body as blood spreads everywhere he raises the gun to his head...I need you...I love you...All of a sudden a light flashes...a sound crashes...and silence falls.
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Sensual Poem
So we chilling on my plush red leather couch, i leaned over to my dear and whispered in his ear; baby I'm in that one type mood, lets go to that on type room and do those things that grown people do.
I leaned back to see his reaction and to my satisfaction i saw the excitement escape from his eyes. it was from that look i had him hooked, lined, and sinkered as his hand started creeping up my thighs.
The tips of his fingers made my skin begin to tingle, I almost wanted to let out a cry. but me being me i had to keep it G and keep control of the situation that was on the rise. He said baby turn off the lites, lets do it by candle lite so i can see our bodies dancing off the walls.
I'm like oowee that sounds good to me as i turn and flicked the lite switch on the wall. as i turned around u know what i found that man had already dropped them drawls. it was kinda funny, gotta luv that honey of mine.
Back to the situation at hand, there he stand wit that grown ass man ready to go to war. after hours of fighting the white flag he rose in the air. at the end of the battle i left his body rattled, as he states i made him bust like never before. he stretched n rolled over ova, and i knew it was over; yes i most certainly won the war.
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Confession
Every time I try to clear my mind
The image of you invades it
Every time I go to speak
Your name rapes my lips
Every time I shower alone
The shadow of you joins me
Every time I close my eyes
The spirit of you comes to me.
I know I don't need you
But I want you
I know I'm sick without you
You're my cure
I know your a bad influence on me
But some times it's good to be bad
I know I must let you go.
But it's you I must have.
Signed Confessions of Pretty Woman Persona.
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The image of you invades it
Every time I go to speak
Your name rapes my lips
Every time I shower alone
The shadow of you joins me
Every time I close my eyes
The spirit of you comes to me.
I know I don't need you
But I want you
I know I'm sick without you
You're my cure
I know your a bad influence on me
But some times it's good to be bad
I know I must let you go.
But it's you I must have.
Signed Confessions of Pretty Woman Persona.
Copyright 2011 © PrettyWomanPersona
Friday, July 8, 2011
Power of the Pussy
She's like a siren hidden between thick heavenly thighs. A vixen begging to be released, yet kept in a cage, because if she was left to rage she'd make you her lust slave. Yes a lust slave. One that does anything imaginable to make her happy. One who begs to leave the slowest, sweetest french kiss on her. The power she has over you. How hypnotized she makes you. Her song and dance have you gravitate towards her. You can't pull away, no matter how hard you have tried. She has you under her spell.
Face first, to quench your thirst. Something she would never deny you, but you must earn your drink from the pool of juices so sweet it's a hundred proof of intoxication. One lick and she will have your total dedication without penatration, even though that is yet to come. Inhale her, smell her, lust for her, try and touch her smoothness, her thickness, her wetness and get denied. A tease? Why of course she is. She'll have you crawling to her.
Power she is. Under her spell she'll have you. Cries of pleasure she'll give you. Orgamsmically high she'll make you. Devour her you must, you will, to try and control your lust, your unsatisfable desire to pleasure her more, and more, and more. To place your lips on her lips. To lick and suck her clit. To try and find her soul between her thighs. The power she is. The power she holds. Tongue tie you she will. Drown you she may. Leave you wanting more is for sure. Wade in her water, play in her pool. To sleep she will put you leaving you to drool.
The power of the Pussy
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Face first, to quench your thirst. Something she would never deny you, but you must earn your drink from the pool of juices so sweet it's a hundred proof of intoxication. One lick and she will have your total dedication without penatration, even though that is yet to come. Inhale her, smell her, lust for her, try and touch her smoothness, her thickness, her wetness and get denied. A tease? Why of course she is. She'll have you crawling to her.
Power she is. Under her spell she'll have you. Cries of pleasure she'll give you. Orgamsmically high she'll make you. Devour her you must, you will, to try and control your lust, your unsatisfable desire to pleasure her more, and more, and more. To place your lips on her lips. To lick and suck her clit. To try and find her soul between her thighs. The power she is. The power she holds. Tongue tie you she will. Drown you she may. Leave you wanting more is for sure. Wade in her water, play in her pool. To sleep she will put you leaving you to drool.
The power of the Pussy
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