Monday, October 28, 2013

Deep Thought

Deep Thought...

On nights like this I like to turn the lights off, and let the light
From the street lamps glow..
A shadow of my image dances on the wall..
My mind wonders
And the thoughts that enter..
Makes me want to repent..
For I am a sinner...

Deep Thought...
I.... I have these visions
This pent up frustration
A release is much needed...
A body to body connection
I want to see me in your eyes..
A reflection of me dancing naked
In your vision..

Deep Thought...
I have the music playing...
The volume down low...
I have my eyes closed...
The blinds open, because I don't mind an audience
As I lay with legs slightly spread
The portrait of you is hanging on my
Delusional wall..

Deep Thought...
Inhale deeply...
As I draw the illustration of you in front of me
Color me infatuated
As the blood rushes through me
My moans are matching the musics tones
And my fingers are roaming my body..
Exhale because I can feel you enter me...

Deep Thought...
All I have is a replica...
A vivid appearance and actions that
We do playing repeatedly
Making these fingers move more quickly..
Wetness seeping
Dripping..
Soaking the sheets under me..
As my body starts cumming...

Deep Thought...
I like to turn the lights off
And let the street lights glow..
In my mind...
Bodies combined and we make our own
Sexual show..

Lady R © 2013

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Wet Fantasy



Wet Fantasy

As the water pours from the shower head
Steaming up my bathroom
The memories instantly come back me......
My wet fantasy...
I can still feel him..
His hands roaming over my drenched body
Squeezing every inch of me
His lips..
Just tasting me..
In this shower..
My wet fantasy...
Water sloshing between us as he pinned me against
The shower wall and his thickness entered me
His moans mixed with mine while our bodies intertwined
Like snakes wrapped around a vine..
This feeling was so sublime
I can still feel him..
My wet fantasy..
The shower drain locks and the tub starts to fill
We continued our water play and he told me to bend down
I obeyed..
The warmth of the water ran down my neck
He wrapped his hands around my waist gripping my assets
In place to just where he wanted it.
Then he went to work.
The lite candles had went out from the water
That was splashed about.
His thickness...
In and out
In and out
My wetness gripping as he's pumping
Water soaking everything...
My wet fantasy
The sensation is increasing
I'm on the verge of releasing
He told me to hold off because he's not ready to pop off
So I hold back as much as I can
Biting my lip while I rotate this hips, giving him all that I can...
And on command...
He demands...
That I let it go..
So when I did my body shook and slid down the shower wall...
I opened my eyes just to realize
That it was just another wet fantasy after all...

Lady R © 2013
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As Quiet as Kept

 
As Quiet as Kept
10/24/13

Shh.... as quiet as kept
The screams go unheard...
Hand covers the middle noise from the body underneath
Palm over her mouth, making it difficult to breathe.
Voice in her ear warning her
"You better not scream".
In the darkest of night the cries go unanswered
The aroma of smoke consumes her hair.
Thoughts in her mind asking how did she end up there...
Lost and in despair.
Shh...as quiet as kept
Don't make a peep
The only thing hard in this deafening silence
Is get heart beat that skips in increments of 1, 2, and 3.
As he sleeps besides her after being inside her.
The wishing it was all a dream but he's like her Freddy Kruger only he haunts her reality.
Shh... as quiet as kept
crouching in the closet her hands covering her lips trying not to make a whisper as the heavy foot steps draw nearer
Breath held
Tears streaming, but she wipes them away for the fear of them hitting the ground they might make a sound.
Inside she's screaming, yelling at the top of her lungs.
Mouth opens, but nothing comes out chest filled with air ready to release, until she sees the beast and it disappears.
Shh... as quiet as kept
How long must she stay in silence
While the brutal violence is amongst her because she lives with her violator.
The one who is suppose to protect her.
Since a yoing age she known him as her father, but now he is the one who harms her and an adulterer because he cheats on her mother with her.
How long must she suffer?
If she tells who will believe her?
She knows this goes deeper
She's in fear that if she tells will her mother keeper...
Shh.. as quiet as kept...
The silence must be broken

Lady R (c) 2013
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Mommy's Make-up


Mommy’s Make-Up

 I like to play in mommy’s make-up. I like to color my lips with her lipstick, and use blush on my cheeks. I use the powder she uses and her perfume that makes her smell so sweet. Her eye shadow looks so pretty when I look in the mirror at me.

I like to sit and watch mommy put on her make up. I pay attention to the details as she puts it on her eyes. The blush she blends in just right. The mascara she uses to make her lashes long. 

My mommy takes such good care of herself. She tells me she soaks in the bath tub to make sure her skin remains extra soft and she also said that it was relaxing. So I sit with her until daddy comes home. We laugh and giggle and she tells me how much she loves me. Then her facial expression changes as daddy walks through the door asking where she is. She tells me to go play as she wraps up her body. 

I walk past daddy in the hallway and he smiles at me. He gives me a new teddy bear and movie and tells me to go watch TV, and use the new headphones he bought me. He says it was to make it seem like I was in the movies. So I did. Movies was over, so as a kid I did some exploring and heard my mommy crying, but I heard a sad song in the background so I thought that was the reason why.  

The day I went to go kiss my mommy good morning and she had her face underneath the pillow. She said she wasn’t feeling well, and didn’t want to make me sick. She shooed me off to the kitchen and she would make me breakfast in a minute. When she came out she was fully dressed. Her make-up was so pretty. I wanted to look just like her. Mommy smiled at me. I went to hug her and she almost buckled. I asked her what was wrong she said nothing she just slept funny. She told me to go play.


I like to play in mommy’s make-up. I like to color my lips with her lipstick, and use blush on my cheeks. I use the powder she uses and her perfume that makes her smell so sweet. Her eye shadow looks so pretty when I look in the mirror at me. She came into the bedroom and I had her make up all over me. The smile on my face faded when I saw the tears in her eyes which made me cry. She held me tightly and told me that I looked so lovely. She kissed and told me to go play.


Mommy has been napping. She’s been sleeping the day away. I went to go and check on her and the spots looked like she had been rolling in purple and blue clay. I tried to wipe them off, but they wouldn’t go away. I had a great idea, to put her make up on her and make her look pretty so when she woke up she would be happy. I finished mommy’s make up and she look so pretty, but all that work made me sleepy. I lay down next to mommy and joined her in a nap.

              ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two Weeks Later~~~~~~~~~~~

I watched mommy sleeping peacefully, looking pretty in her white gown and hands folded over her chest. Today was the day they were laying down to rest. They let me help with her make-up. They let me color her lips with lipstick, and put blush on her cheeks. Put the powder on her that she uses, and the perfume that makes her smell so good. The eye shadow that makes her looks so pretty and the mascara that makes her lashes so long.

They knew I liked to play in mommy’s make-up so they let me do it once more before she was gone.

Lady R © 2012


Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Woman In Me

It's the woman in me.
My curvy sensuality...

Forgetting what the society depicts of me.
I look in the mirror and I only see
A sexy disposition...
An intriguing individual...
I only see me...

It's the woman in me.
I'm a protector of those who I hold dear.
I keep my friends close and my rumors spreader near
I'm an open minded sistah
A shoulder to lean on
An ear to listen
The only image I envision
I only see me...

It's the woman in me.
When emotions run high
My eyes can't lie
My face tells all I feel.
Getting hurt takes time to heal
A steel wall built up around my heart
A blackness that may have covered my soul
But nothing but prayer helped my break the mold.
I only see me...

It's the woman in me.
A love like no other...
You're best friend..
A confident spirit
No matter what knocks me down, I'm dusting..
I'm getting back up again.
My mentality is "I will win"
I only see me..

It's the woman in me.
I emphasized sexy as I hold my head high.
Thighs thick along with my backside.
A switch in my hips as I walk by.
A woman truly
I love the person God created me to be.
Every last inch of me.

I am a woman and this is in me.

Lady R © 2013

My King

It's been a long day.
My boss been stressing me, the family been testing me....

I'm just ready to say F everything.
When I walk through the door I can hear the music playing softly, dinner from the kitchen wafting and my king there ready and waiting to cater to me. I notice the rose petals on the floor.
Everything I was worried about was left at the ashore.
He took me by the hand and led me to a spot he created.
Chocolate covered strawberries plated
Wine had been poured.
He says baby take off your shoes and have a seat
Dinner is almost ready for us to eat
But for now just let me rub your feet.
Let me give you a massage
Let me ease away the day.
Tell me about everything and I'll melt those issues away.
At that moment nothing else mattered, just his presence.
I adore his essence.
The way he shows his love for me.
Soft kisses on the neck..
Strong hands around my shoulders.
Every touch he makes sends chills through body.
There is nothing that makes me love this man more.
Than the attention that he gives me.
Whether we in public or privacy.
He shows his love for me unconditionally.
~My King~

Lady R © 2013

Chocolatey Kisses

The sweetest thing I have ever tasted
Was the kiss I got from you..
The smoothness of your lips to mine
Is what my mind remembers....
The taste of you lips is what lingers
The chocolatey kisses.

I remember the sensual embrace
The eye contact
The face to face
Arms snugly wrapped around my waist
Fingers tracing my softness before
You touch them with yours once more
The chocolatey kisses

Instant flash backs
Deep breathing
Lustful moans
Sweetest of taste I have ever known.
I indulge in my sweet tooth every time I am with you
This sinful goodness I just can't control
The chocolatey kisses

I have to keep in mind
That you are a treat so sweet too much may be bad for me
But when I see you I'm like a kid in a candy store
All I want is more, more, more.
So to ensure I can continue to pamper myself
On the the dark chocolate creamy lips that you hold.
I'll melt you down and freeze you, and then remold
Those chocolatey kisses...

Lady R © 2013

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Government Shutdown

Well, well, well 
Woke this morning worth the lights off/tried calling the company and got a busy signal/ dang with no communication you're a messed up individual/hopped in the car and tuned into the news station and heard the government shut down/everything's about to lock down/city's going to riot now. What's going to happen to the people using EBT assistance/no food for the children/what about the people using government housing they messed up because the government f'd up/ and now they're suffering left to find new accommodations/this ish is outrageous because of the government shut down. I bet they're sitting back watching the people struggling because of the quicksand hole they dug themselves in and now here you are the hurting citizen/when will this mess end? You know that job you had the one that was so dependable they handed you a pink slip today and said sorry you're expendable/ now to the unemployment line never thought it would come a time when Uncle Sam turned his back on you like a redheaded stepchild feeling some type of way now/ no job to pay the bills now no/ food for home now/ your mate left you for someone doing better now/ eviction notice on your door now /they trying to tow your car now /the only place you had left to sleep and keep you warm at night now/ drowning your sorrows in a liquor bottle hoping for a better tomorrow/ gone in a drunken stupor unrecognizable demeanor the once on top person now/ drop to the bottom of because a single notification of a presidential situation that the government shutdown. 

LadyR © 2013

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Proposition

Shhh... just listen before I fail to mention I have a slight proposition
with the intention of leaving you completely satisfied. See I take pride
in the fact that I can control you eye rolls, your breaths either deep or shallow
Hush...and just listen about this proposition to have you making your toes curl, and your arms warmed around my waist, your teeth bite my lip, as my hips rotate in a circular motion and I'm taking notice of the twitching you're doing.
Don't say anything while I'm continuing this explanation of the dedication I plan to unleash from this feminine beast in such a proposition how can you say no?
You shan't or better yet you can't because this proposition has you so intrigued that you're whispering in my ear how much you want me. Then asking when can you have me.
From the look in my eyes it's like you read my mind as you pressed you body against me. But not so fast as you grip on this ass, the proposition hasn't been agreed upon. there are stipulations that you must say okay too.

1. I hereby request being left a shortness of breath and body so wet feels like I've bathed in sweat.

2. I understand the language that will be expressed will only be understood between us two as the mans and groans take their course.

3. Finally, I'm in understanding that this event in question will leave me happy, hungry, sticky, and sleepy.

So if you agree to the statements and I mean all 3, then this proposition needs to be signed..

Right here..
On the dotted line...................................................................

Lady R © 2013

Monday, October 7, 2013

Little Pink Letter

I found this letter, it was addressed to you.
It was in a pink envelop smelling of baby powder
And a light fragrance perfume.
The envelop looked like it have been
Opened time and time again
The contents inside was a three page letter
With a little heart colored in the center...

I found this letter it was addressed to you
Did I dare to read it, or put it back where I found it
Hidden amongst other paperwork you marked as
"My treasures."
My curiosity got the best of me, but was my mind ready
To read every syllable, phrase, and sentence written?
I closed my eyes and let out a sigh and I prepared to read the first page written...

Dear you. I miss you so much. The way you made me laugh on a bad day
The way you hugged all my fears away..
The way you would held me tight while I slept at night.
Then carried me to bed making sure my head was gently laid on the pillow for the night.
I miss our question and answer sessions
And when you would teach me about some life lessons.
Page 2....

Dear you. Have I told you that I loved you yet? Well I do...
I love everything about you..
You make me smile. You wipe my tears away.
You give me cookies when she says I can't have any.
You're my hero in a cape
Help me to escape
And you always encouraged me..
Tears swelled up in my eyes as I read
Page 3

Dear you. The days seem to be getting shorter
And this cold I have just won't go away.
I just want you by my side each and every day.
I don't want you to be sad, because the doctors said I don't have much longer.
Just remember the days we had together and all the fun and laughter.
Remember that I love you, and you will always be my father...

Sincerely, your little daughter...

With the tears in my eyes.. this was a letter was to say good-bye from the little girl you hold
Close to your heart.
I found this letter that was addressed you as a reminder..
She will always love you. 

Lady R © 2013

Words

I have an unsatisfiable desire to put words to paper...
To make your mind wonder
To make a body tingle
To make a person feel every last syllable.
To speak to spirit not just a physical being
To let words linger and have a person dangling
Or yearning for that next verse...

And... I leave you wondering what will be my next word...

Waits For No One

Time waits for no one.
My heart will not be on hold
I gave you a chance to love me
To make me your one and only
But you just wanted to play me
Emotionally
Now you sitting at home lonely
Wishing you could hold me
Blowing up my cell phone
Waiting to make my house your home
Lightening to this silliness
You end up getting a dial tone.
Time waits for no one
My heart will not be on hold...
Lady R (c) 2013

Friday, October 4, 2013

Hug and Kiss

I use to think that it was apart of life while growing up.
He would swing on her, and miss or swing on her, and connect his fist...
Then it would be followed up with an "I'm sorry" a hug and a kiss
And she'd forgive him.

I witnessed in an instance a situation that had trembling, crying and sweating.
As I saw him raise his hands to her over and over again so unlovingly. 
It seemed like he was always so angry.
Then he would follow up with an "I'm sorry", a hug and kiss.
And she'd forgive him.

I remember waking up in the middle of the night to the sounds of yelling and screaming
Mixed with begging and pleading, glass breaking and doors slamming. For a moment it was silence and then I heard the heavy sobbing and breathing. I thought it was me, but it was her I was hearing.
Then he would follow up with an "I'm sorry, a hug and kiss.
And she'd forgive him.

The image I had seen still sticks with me. I woke that same morning to see her bruised up face and body and she tried to hide from me. She told me that her and him were just play fighting and the last week she said she ran into the door; being clumpsy. At the time I believed the lie, because I didn't want to think he would do such a thing.
It was always followed by an "I'm sorry," a hug and a kiss.
And she'd forgive him.

This was a day that I would never forget. The night was spent with me tossing and turning.
I kept hearing more yelling, screaming, begging, pleading.
The glass breaking.
The walls shaking
The urgency I'm hearing in her voice.
The bass in his echoing the halls...
One last LOUD THUMP.. and then nothing at all.

The neighbors heard the commotion and made a phone call.
The house was surrounded by red and blue lights.
The men in uniforms cuffed him and dragged him from my sight while the next door neighbor hugged me tight.
I saw her one last time before she was pronounced DOA
The men then began to take her away.
I had one last thing I had to say.

I said to her "I'm sorry," and I followed it with a hug and a kiss.

Lady R © 2013