Shout out to the heart…

Shout out to the heart…

Bruh, shout out to the heart and all that it suffers in. Shout out to the heart for it calls upon deaf ears and beats to silent souls. Shout out to the heart, for it flows along dead currents. The heart contains so much and is expected to just keep beating no matter what the mind, body and soul feel. Shout out to the heart is it is long suffering, and its only ask is that it is nourished right and cared for properly. Shout out to the heart because that last sentence is something it rarely experiences; instead the heart is misused, mistreated, taken for granted, but sooner or later it will be depended on to sustain life. Shout to the heart that will push, fight and warm the body. Shout out to that bad mofo…the heart is a beastly thing.

The Heart

Shout out to the heart…

Bruh, shout out to the heart and all that it suffers in. Shout out to the heart for it calls upon deaf ears and beats to silent souls. Shout out to the heart, for it flows along dead currents. The heart contains so much and is expected to just keep beating no matter what the mind, body and soul feel. Shout out to the heart is it is long suffering, and its only ask is that it is nourished right and cared for properly. Shout out to the heart because that last sentence is something it rarely experiences; instead the heart is misused, mistreated, taken for granted, but sooner or later it will be depended on to sustain life. Shout to the heart that will push, fight and warm the body. Shout out to that bad mofo…the heart is a beastly thing.

Here's the thing... (My key your lock)

Here’s the thing….

A key can fit one lock, yet open many doors and you are just the master.  It’s pretty easy to like you, and even love you. You make the most vibrant of dreams come to reality when you smile. Only a fool could witness such a thing and not desire to hold on to it…then those deep set eyes that’s like gravity pulling you in closer only adds to the passion that the hearts beat plays to.  Man how it is possible that I see her in the sunlight? The damn sun is freaking YELLOW, but she’s a perfect smooth, love, brown skinned, exquisiteness work of art. Tell me how is that possible….the SUN!!!! I haven’t even touched her yet, but I can feel her skin wrapped around mine. Bro, I would take my time and explore every inch, every smell, every touch, every kiss, every taste, every feel that I’m pleasured to be given such privilege. I can only imagine what it would be like to hold her so close that her breathing dances to my strokes of passion. Man I know she’s carrying the lock that I simply have to open.  I will slide it in slowly, making sure I hit every part needing the cut…all the while slightly turning it from left to right…in and out to make it glide just right.

 

Dude….here’s the thing….I hope you don’t plan on giving her this letter cause this some weird ass shit! Just tell the damn girl you like her, wtf. Aiset seems like a really nice girl and would prob think it’s cute…but damn, you can’t give her this shit.  Fucking lock and keys shit. You aint no damn Sam Smith in shit.

Spotlights...(Take Off Your Clothes)

Spotlights…..

The lights on you, now what are you planning or better yet, what will you do with it?

Fuck all that… TAKE off all your clothes! I’m serious...take them all off and stand right here.  Don’t say anything. I just need you to prep your mind to get ready to receive this DICK.  I may or may not start with my tongue licking around your pussy. I may let it drape across your lips, or maybe your clit, or maybe I may just let it slide inside you. All these maybe’s, and I just simply do not know everything that I plan to do to you, but what I do know is that I need you to take all your clothes off right now! Every second that you take to make that happen will only lead to a more sensual thought flowing into my head! Look, it’s plain and simple…we are fucking tonight! You’re about to get every inch of this dick. The only thing that I must decide is how soon will you get it.  Will you continue to drag this thing out and cause my imagination to wonder further? Or will you simple comply with the request that I’ve made? TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES!  Stop looking at my dick too! It will soon make a grand appearance, and when it does it will definitely want to submerge itself in a pool of wetness. I’m sorry…I’m just not in the mood to play games tonight! WE ARE FUCKING tonight, and I need you to wrap your head around that. Now t…a…k…e…….off…..y…o…u…r…….clothes!

I see you’re not answering you phone, so I’ll just go ahead and make this public

I see you’re not answering you phone, so I’ll just go ahead and make this public...

Woman you have no idea what I plan to do to you when you get home.  Everywhere I look I see you. From the fruit on the counter, to the juice in the frig. Please don’t be mad, but woman I need to explore you in a way that my mind has never explored before! These juicy oranges that I envision dripping down my chin reminds me of you. Woman, this ice-cream in the freezer that’s probably melting from the thoughts that I wanna do with it…on you…is driving me crazy.  I can’t escape it woman! Woman, even this white milk has me imagining how we could turn it into some tasty chocolate milk.  Maybe if I melted down a chocolate candy bar and dipped you in that milk…. Woman, I don’t think you understand the limits to my imagination that seemingly don’t exist tonight. Woman, I want every light on in this house, because I want to see all that you will be offering me tonight! You know how they use strawberries in movies to create something sensual? While, forget all that…I plan to be your sensual delight by standing buck ass naked in this kitchen with a bowl of fruit next to me when you walk in this door. I don’t even know what I will do with it, but I do know that my tongue will grave a juice that no fruit contains. Woman, you will be my quenchable thirst! Think I’m playing woman? I…AM…Not… This will be a night that turns into day, and I’m trying to forewarn you now. Woman, I need you right here, right now. Woman, tonight I plan to be all the man your mind, body, soul, thoughts, desires, passions and curiosity ever imagined!  Now hurry up and bring me my juice!

Beautifully Cute

Beautifully Cute

 

I don’t really feel like writing, but I happened upon something so inspiring that my fingers felt like dancing.  I don’t really know what it was; maybe it was her smile or the radiant vibes that oozed out of her skin. I don’t know if Crayola has been able to capture her color, but I’ll just call it picturesque. I don’t know how the world hasn’t stopped to pay homage to her, but damnit if it won’t, I sure will. I don’t know what it means when a smile literally causes my fingers to dance to words. I don’t really care either, cause she has such a rhythm that I wanna dance too. I don’t know why y’all are wondering who I’m writing about…hell, she’s tagged in this. I don’t know why He made you so beautifully cute, but I’m glad I ran into you in that hallway…..or rather you tried to put pennies in that vending machine 😊.

Cliche

Cliché

It’s so cliché to say what the obvious is….

Things like the color of ones eyes,

Or the memorizing smile that tends to capture ones imagination

How bout the premise of a thought about ones presence?

The fact that the very thought of one can bring an escape into paradise for a moment or two

You’re so beautiful seems such the normal thing to say,

But isn’t it cliché to want to seek the dictionary to explore a deeper level of expression to state a thing?

Think about it for a second….

You find someone that you find interesting, kind, pretty, smart or intriguing

What few words will the tongue allow the mouth to escape?

It can be pretty powerful when those words are no longer enough…

So you seek to find a better understanding of why different words should be applied

Wonder if prayer would be so kind to explain why even ones ears are fascinating…

Or how tiny, yet spectacular ones eyes are…

Even the way ones nose rises slightly as one smiles…

And in that way one walks, sometimes looking back to see if there was notice in ones movement

You hear all the ‘ohh baby’, and the ‘excuse me beautiful’…

Yet everyone says that…I guess it’s because it can all be so

Cliché

This Lil Green Dress

This lil green dress

What up bruh….yo so I’m going crazy over this lil green dress that Aiset had on the other day. Man don’t trip but her skin dripped from that dress…..wait…wait… before you start tripping, let me explain a lil more. OK, so you know how you see someone that catches your eye right…so much so that you just gotta say something to her?  Well she got me like that. The other day though, man she smiled my way and I pulled her close in my mind and kissed those lips of hers….MAN, stop laughing…I’m frfr. You know she had her braids in, so my dumb ass starting hearing African beats and shit, and I envisioned her swaying to a rhythm I wanted to rock with….MAN stop laughing.  Man you know what, I’m bout to go anyway. Yo ass not ready to hear the rest of this anyway.

Smiling Roots

I was preoccupied with a few things but through my movements I glanced up and noticed something magnificent.  There, deep in the far distance, there ability was...planted firmly and confident.  It was surrounded by fallen beauty, and lifelessness. Void seemed to mount itself around it, yet it stood boldly, vibrantly and in my amazement, I thought about how our lives have these similarities. We can get so caught up in what we allow our thoughts to see, but what if we looked deeper and searched for the life around us instead. If we just look up and take in all that’s around us, perhaps we too can find the magnificent charms that abounds us. Yea, I kind of like that. Full of color, there it stood. I swear I looked so deep that I saw it smiling in pure joy. Bareness, and change had to be yelling for it to do the same, but a circle of life simply exuded from it; so-much-so that the call of change couldn’t be heard. I think today, I’ll do the same, and listen to what my heart guides me to do. It was planted in the same foundation as those around it, but it chose a different path for its roots. In all that, my confirmation came that it’s ok to be different and stand out. It’s a beautiful thing to see it.

Hot Tea

How do you soften words when what you wanna say is just straight to the point?

I guess you just put some chill music on and let the pen flow

How do you keep your eyes closed when something so beautiful graces your space?

I guess you close your eyes and get lost in the darkness

How do you not pay homage to the gifts that you see that she carries?

I guess you don’t donate to your thoughts

How do you not take in the smile that she has that changes all things?

I guess you find a piano and become Stevie Wonder

How do you not Wonder what fruit she will bring once planted?

I guess you never water her seed

How do you contain the taste for her?

I guess you sip hot tea to burn your taste buds or something…but hell I don’t know!! I’m running out of words to tell you shit.  Hell I guess you just tell her, show her, ask her or whatever, but no more questions please!

So you gotta a little fear

Yet you contain a world of vivacity

So you’re forced to walk in blindness

Yet your path is lit with the melodies of Angelic musical notes

So it’s just you, and you alone

Yet you are surround by love

So it seems there’s no rest for the weariness of your heartbeats

Yet each beat creates a new rhythm for all to dance to

So you smile behind the pain

Yet the beauty it brings transforms all those around it

So you may not see the splendor that covers you

Yet no darkness lives in your space

So you question so much and wonder if you matter

Yet it is you that inspire these words for which this paper now holds as a testament to you

So……..you …..just keep shining and keep your beauty flowing to touch the world

Delectable Vibe

I bet that you can’t escape her delectable vibe

It’d be a waste of time to not pay witness to what she exudes

None of that mysterious crap will she leave behind

She just is force alone

She is the gravity that will keep pulling you back to her

You will not leave her the same as you came

Only better shall one be amidst the gifts she graces one’s soul

Her touch transforms all things and her kiss warms humanity

She smiles, and you know that God must be real

Be ready and prepared for a new change if you find yourself floating in her clouds

Understand that all searches will seize in her

She is that delectable vibe that’s impossible to escape

You see, no one wants to leave paradise

She is the utopia of all dreams and I bet you don’t wanna wake

DAYYYYUMMMM MOMMA

Why'd he make you like that? I mean dayyyummm! You can't possibility know how beautiful you are. Yea I know you get this everyday all day and I'm just another man throwing words at you. I'm sure it's nothing you haven't heard a thousand times, but I'm serious. If I may explain... I like you have heard men through words around like air, so if you have a moment I'd like to tell you my thought of you. Now let me go ahead and ask for your forgiveness because I may be blunt in my approach. OK, so you went out and purchased this form fitting dress right? You got up to do your hair and probably shaved within the last few days right? Those heals caught your eye as soon as you peeped them right? That purse, bag, satchel, throw over, handbag or whatever you're calling it was FIRE when you saw it right? I'm not sure because you're a natural beautiful WOMAN, but occasionally you might through on a little makeup, lipgloss or lipstick right? OK so imma just get to it. All those things that you prepped yourself for today, has caught my eye and I thought that you should know. Now I know you're 'in a rush', but had I not gotten this off my chest, it would've bothered me all day. OK that's all I wanted to tell you and I hope you have a lovely day. ..........7 seconds later as she strolls on......... He yells, 'Oh yea, I forgot to say the blunt part. DAYYYUMMM that ass though. Don't walk so damn fast momma, I'm tryna see that thang in slow mo. Shitttt'dddd can I get a selfie with that thang?' Moral of the story...... There is none and I just felt like writing today :).

Here's To Ya

So I thought about you this morning. I thought about how you always pushed me to become better than I was in that moment. I thought about the confidence you gave me earlier on in life. I thought about how you always told me to speak my mind. I thought about how you taught me to always look to protect those around you. You taught me to do what you say you're going to do...even in the smallest of things. You taught me to always give more than I receive. You taught me when to fight and when to walk away. You taught me to never take no for an answer when I know it should be yes (if it betters a situation). You taught me those things and so much more. So today, I'm thankful for you who stares me in the mirror every morning......and I say, thankful!

Her Intents

Slow was her intent and naive was his decision. Blinded by her deception, he found himself entangled in her web of destruction. Sexed beyond his imaginable thoughts, he found himself unable to resist what that mouth had to give. Unblinded in fact he was, yet her talent concealed his vision and he gave all possessions unto her. Not even Adam could restrain himself from losing paradise. So what strength would he have to not drive every curve of her? There was no good that could come of it, yet his body craved to be inside her as she dripped her poisonous juices upon his erectile disfunction. In his mind, he was the shit! In her mind, he was the fool. Yet she smiled and delighted him with words that sang like Fantasia in church. He'd continue his path of destruction until all was drained from him. She in turn would eventually spit him out to return broken, lost and changed.

Congratulations

I wish I could say congratulations I don't know how to feel just yet. I mean, I've given myself to you in ways that I thought you'd like. I've done things that I never thought I do for someone. I laughed with you and listened to your thoughts about what you did and did not like about xy and z. I know there were no promises but deep down I'd been choosing you. There were days I looked in the mirror and didn't recognize the person starring back at me. My life has been on hold while I waited for you. I thought you saw me, but now I see even I was blind. As I watch you pack your things, I found myself overwhelmed with emotion as I reflected over the last 5 years we've spent together. I'm so full of despair that I'm empty. I still smile for you in a pretense joy that you seek of me. I could see the excitement in your movement, before you whispered those words. "We're having a baby. My wife is pregnant." I loved you so much that all I could do was smile and remain silent but inside it was as if my bones were literally breaking. I guess I always knew there was a possibility that you'd choose her over me....I mean duh, you did marry her before meeting me. So silly of me to dream of a 'you and I', but I believed you when you said, "I'm going to tell her soon". So now, as I watch you walk down the hall for the last time, with all your bags, I wish I could say congratulations, but for the first time in 5 years I thought about her. I thought about all the lies you must've told her. I thought about the possibility that maybe I wasn't the only other woman. I thought about the pain she'd feel if she ever knew who you were. It was then that I knew that I couldn't let you just walk away and continue to bring harm to people in your path. It was then that I decided to.......... Want more??

Colorful

She is a giant amongst the circle of women around her. She simply stood apart from all others and you knew she was a force to be reckoned with. She was covered, yet her beauty was still seen to the naked eye and her value was nothing the earth could offer of equal value. Nations found themselves chasing her essence and many even tried to steal what could never be replaced. When she spoke, all souls listened and followed her. She carried the voice of command, sometimes without saying a word. To call her beautiful is simply doing her a disservice. She teaches all of man how to honor, keep, venerate and grow in a love that’s rarely seen. She pulls the best of those flavored to be in the pot of joy she stews. She is life’s finest exquisite creation ever to walk this earth. She is hysteria that many cannot control in her presence. Every sway of her gape leaves whispers of, ‘wow’ from those that witness her movements. Webster himself formed the word ‘classic’ with her in mind. She is what inspired the words of which you read. She is my radiant, strong, smart, superb statuesque black woman. I love you and I value each of you fully

MMM

MMM Music is my muse I escape from all pain and thoughts I am free from disappointment I rock to the rhythm of all the life that dwells in the beat of every melody I vibe to the waves that pound my drums with delight It is a gift unlike any other The lyrics pour in and refresh my soul I am connected to it I need it I breathe it My dance creates a space that has never been witnessed before I get so lost in it I lose my way And I love it It’s my ocean of the very unknown It’s my healer and my peace You probably don’t understand because Music is my muse

Wanna Hear More?

As she was his forbidden fruit, so too was he for her. Shackled by circumstance, they're passion was embedded in lost hopes. With every passing day, a desire to forget engulfed the two. Yet still the seed pitted deep in the center of their life bringing essences called and pulled at them. One wanting the other, and the other needing a windows breeze to quench the flavorful wetness that left sheets stained. When the other closed an eye, there the other stood. The two had an unmistakable appetite for each other. She found herself adrift in his fine, smooth, chiseled dark skin. She couldn't escape the thought of him standing in the frame of her door nude. Fresh from the steam filled bath, his towel had fallen and he was in no hurry to recover it... And he found himself looking into her eyes with a passion neither of them were ready for. Life fully rushed through his body and provided the appropriate tool that was needed for these types of situations... She found herself drowning with the need to taste the passion of the fruit that he ever so gently offered her... He didn't rush in, but rather touched every inch of her, without making contact. His lips carefully kissed the perfect imperfection on her face. He slowly embraced her and whispered words that not even I as the writer of this could recapture... In disbelief that he'd noticed her fully, she freed her thoughts, mind body and spirit and the two became one... Wanna know more?