Where's The Love For A Soldier?

Where's the Love for a soldier ?

In the middle of the night when things on our minds aren't quite flowing right

but the time is still ticking...

Steady on the clock as it changes in time zones moving us further away from home

each year...Christmas and New year's alone this year.....but we SIGNED for this ? {nah}

Orders thrown around like eviction notices in e-mail accounts giving you 30 days leave

before you move the hell out and that’s not enough time to relocate .... barely enough

time to re-visit a home state! let alone spend time with family... So

Where's the Love for a Soldier ?

Whose Human first, someone's child second, a parent third and government property last.

They sometimes forget we can do more than just blast....{Boom} a weapon at their target of choice,

and are able to do more than just take the commands from their voice! and

We know it was our choice to hand over our freedom of time and hush up all rights to really speak

our mind without getting written up all the time or smoked...but we SIGNED for this ? {nah}

We didn't SIGN to be neglected or to have the hard work we do go undetected by some redneck Uncle Sam I don't give a damn to waste four years of our lives.... most of SIGNED to support husband's and wives while the rest were lied to by recruiters to risk their lives for the sake of a

bonus check.. holding an

Ink pen in hand asking if were ready yet ? { I guess }

congradulations future slave.... I mean soldier

Is their love for a soldier ? {nah}

There isn't any.....

Where just another number.

Where's the Love ?

Where I Come From

I come from a poetic bloodline waiting to find the right approach for any outburst of emotion or topic..

I come from a background of tall black men who would throw Basketballs in my hands at the age of four, forcing me to explore a sport that I knew nothing about but grown to love..

I come from a generation of strong Black Women who always made the struggle of chasing after dreams you believe in worth it..

I come from a family of " Smokers" who always encouraged me not too..

I come from a Dominican father who I call " Joshua " that would only come around with money when he felt was convenient to the situation..

I come from the STRUGGLE of good and bad decisions that can't be taken back but only learned from..


I come from a place where Loving Women and being Lesbian is looked upon as RIGHT in my perspective..

I come from tough love that taught me how to deal with situations in relationships accordingly and professionally.. (Behind closed doors)

I come from a place where patience and tolerance for ignorance is bliss but only rubs off on the weak minded..

I come from a strong Baptist Christian believing " There is no greater love than God " type family..

I come from realist..

I come from sinners..

I come from people that were born only human..

I come from New York! (L0v3)

The Never Dying Rose

I had a rose for her unlike the life story that was chose for her... this rose never dies...

Tears filled in her eyes from my surprise... was her life lasting gift I would give to her with a forehead kiss...

Drying her tears away she moves down my hand to say: How long will you love me?

Handing her a dozen roses as I reply... I'll love you till the last rose die! ...

As she continue to cry... baby you make me sick! roses die too quick! ....

That being my main reason for the last rose being made out of plastic!

It never dies..

The Battle Field

On the battle field...death lurks around deciding on whose gonna go underground...

Souls taken to the sky...soft music played like a lullaby over the sound of a million cries...

As forty rounds fire off in the sky, every time a soldier die.........red roses on the
side of the casket...

DON'T fold me no flag to give to my mother...don't send no calls to my sister saying you lost a brother...

No words, right now would be the best sound...for the gathering of a new angel
leaving the ground...

Cause on the battle field ...soldiers fight to live while the family pray for their kids...

When a soldier goes to war...fighting for us to live... we risk everything including
losing the ones we love.


On the battle field... all of thee above can happen...

RIP... to all the Lost Soldiers. bless (Lov3)

So Incredible

~Her love is incredible to me.

She redefines all ways of lovers guide lines making them suitable for Love,

And to love her back means not to lack

any of my creditability of loving her incredibly the right way,

From my soul and not just treating her with diamonds or gold cause this love

signifies more than materialism.

It stands for strength, endurance and faith ...cause like God

we believe in our loves ability to remain

incredible.

Silly Of Me

~Silly of me to lose sight of the fact that everything about her was just right..

From the natural curl in her hair to the looks in her stare, she was banging..

~Build with enough curve in her hips to make my bottom lip drip with lust for her....

~ I was crushing on her like a soda can....Flooding...chest wide open...shorty was potent...

like the liquor on my weekends or the poems on my mind..she become the start of every line in my rhyme, so I had to STOP!...

~Staring at her pictures, and diggin on her freckles....vibing with her intelligent and trying to connect on that level...so I hit her with the " lets just be friends" mends...

~Fucking it up on purpose to test out a point as if "confessions " album didn't teach me a lesson on how transgression isn't always good for you...

~So I let her go.... as I watched something I never had, that made me so glad walk away...with hopes of picking her up again in our dedicated future where we can stay down with each other and I regain sight to make the past things right ....

~I'll be looking forward to our unite in a more "serious " than silly light.

(under construction) L0v3

She Crossed My Mind

~She crosses my mind from time to time as I think of her...

~Wondering why I never bothered to try her in the past, while knowing which
memories of us would last in my present days ...

~Constantly wanting this to be but a phrase, she becomes more by the days and now
I see my future wife teenage face all grown up with her mind set in a different place...

~Every time she crosses my mind my heart doesn't know what to do or how to stop wanting you..... it just continues to beat loud enough in case you hear it

~From where you are in Chicago, I want you to feel it..
So that you know in it you have a place no one can take!

~Not even time cause you'll forever be mines in the back of my mind
Every time you come across it..

~I can't help but to forfeit all games and wanting to join our last names to the same,
is what a thought of you do to me

~Whenever you cross my mind.

Realistic Love

Realistically I'm not gonna do everything you say and tell you everything you want to hear...
That's not why I'm here, and I won't vow to never hurt you cause shit happens... however I can promise never to hurt you physically but as for your emotions I can help it if you happen to be sensitive as hell...

Realistically our love will never be perfect nor will it be worth little of your time cause I plan on taken up all of it...
I'll commit a crime in no time if something ever happen to you, but I won't kill myself for this type love...

Realistically our reality is worth a thousand words but three is all I can give you,
" I love you " but these three words wont make things right If I decide to cheat one night.

These three words wont make a lie true if underneath that lie I don't love you, cause realistically my honesty could careless about lies... you'll see it in my eyes if I try to hide a peace of me.

Realistically when put to the test, I plan on never given our love its proper rest.
Instead I'll relight it's candle to keep the fire from burning out with a kiss...

And not just any *kiss* I'm talking about kissing you like I'll never see you again type shit.. hugging you long enough to not grip you too tight but tight enough to make you feel safe type shit.

Realistically this relationship will have it's up's and down's but I'm here to turn a frown upside down and to hold your hand threw any scary roller coaster rides this love might indulge itself in.

Realistically I just want you to see how it goes to show our love doesn't live in a fantasy. Truth is I can say how your body was made for me, cause I know it so well but your body won't fail if were no longer together... yet it doesn't mean I can't be here to make it that much better.

Cause Realistically I'm willing to put up with your sensitivity, listen to you when you speak and help you with everything you need to be done.
Realistically I'm willing to let you be the "one"... I love.. (Love)

Pride

Like sand threw an hour glass... a place in the back of my mind would always
estimate how long this would last...After all, all good things do come to past...


Pride has always been my downfall, but never did I intend to make it
one during my present days with her...while questioning this phrase of her..


Drained from every gaze of her... sound bites of her voice plays music in the form of riddles in my head, causing illusions of Us in my mind...

Too weak to fight back, unfocused and off the right track...cause time doesn't give me energy back...


Our Chemistry lack real conversation, avoiding complication of where
we really stand...

Right here in the mist of all this sand , I call Time's play land...but pride
won't let me see past the glass to make her my future...

And I don't want it too! Cause in fact I do have a clue of what I want from you...
and what you Want from me is all the more reason of why We can't be...

With apologizes to "Pride " for making it the bad guy when it was Lust ! causing
me to question my hearts trust.

WE aren't meant to become an US..*

Pieces

She detains a piece of me that no one else can have..
She has earned the right to learn a piece of me nobody else gets to see..

"She inspires me"

With every piece of me I give to her.. Hoping it goes un-neglected , or better yet

Maybe I’ll love is strong enough to detect it.. Knowing myself I’ll protect it!..

"Cause she inspires me"

To wanna be a better me for her.. A better me for me.. A better me for us so we.. Can grow as a whole..

These pieces can’t connect themselves , yet she connects them so well.. I love the way our love can tell.. How she work her voodoo magic spells.. 

She becomes a part of what makes up the pieces in my life.. She contributes To everything it takes towards being a good wife..

She makes my heart beats pump right.. She brightens up more than just my night..

So I give her pieces that lead to pieces of a whole circle to put around her finger..

As we unite with a ring making all her invites to my world welcome unlike with just any girl..

when she feels the need to detain another piece of me.. I’ll be gathering up hers.

(Incomplete.. Lov3)

Our Love

I wanna grow deep in love to the point where I control the
Rhythm of your soul, and the beat of your heart... So I can love hard to its tune

Our Love is an Art that starts with an emotion, deeper than any ocean
and better than a picasso... My Mona-Lisa is beyond beautiful

She makes love to me in quotes while we create poetry... to the sound of her moans
and groans that sings like music to my ears and taste like Adam & Eve's apple, good
enough to make you sin

Our love eliminates all fears, together it's brave...like a super hero love slave. Her
body I crave

The feeling of patron going threw my bones isn't nowhere near intoxicating as the
shit she puts on me
( I wanna get drunk off your love)

Your like my sweetest tabu, and I gotta have you when I want it..together our love is
forever on it...

Can I grow deep..

My Fight

Sometimes I feel as if I got the world on my shoulders....
wishing I was their for my lil girl to hold her...too young to understand
the life of a soldier....

" I'll tell you when you get older " is some lame shit I'd had told her,
but little kids don’t wanna hear that... and they know to much too lie
about where you at...

But never could I afford any regret or leave to her promises of me coming
home unkept...she deserves the best so that’s what she's gonna get...

I'm fighting......... in the middle of this battle with myself against Depression...
using all form of Aggression... Stressing!...

I'm fighting......... To maintain my home and everything I own, knowing in the
front of my mind I can't do it alone...but I haven't found her yet....

And it's getting heavy....I struggle, with the concept of Love's context by
making it into a complex when it comes to finding the right one...

I'm losing patience I never had, and thoughts of being glad that I stepped out
on Faith and gave in to God's grace ...But even in my worse case I can bare it...

Cause it's Never too much... and I Never give up!... Can't fight to Lose!... One
would have to be tough to walk in my shoes... Can you handle it?.....

I'm trying to avoid dying so I gotta Win... repenting after every sin, using poetry
as a cleanse to make a sense with my Life...

I'm Fighting to do right.... I'm Fighting for a wife.... and I'm Fighting for the little
girl in my life...

(unfinished)... Quote: *Having the Ability to place yourself within your own emotion or within an emotion to form an expression someone else can feel, makes you a poet."

Making Love To Your Mind

Allow my words to mentally make love to your mind in ways the enforcement of my hands have yet to show you I can physically do ..

While every metaphor gets you closer to the door yet not quite off the floor... cause I plan on having my verbs drag your body slowly threw each motion leading to the bedroom ..

Causing a massive amount of emotional feelings lite on fire forming a Wet-like substance between your thighs until you forget all about everything else that was harassing your mind that day ..

I want my play on words to be phrased in ways you never heard to make their mark on your body like tattoos... permanent and forever with you ..

So every time your feeling lonely you can read my words on your body and imagine me making love to you with words to keep you wet until I get there.. .

{I'm here} ..you can cum now........

Winter Introduction

As cold air kiss my skin in the night... I said goodbye to Summer,

Wondering will Fall introduce me to " you " before the Winter gets here?...

I'm tired of sleeping under different blankets in the night, hiding between

random thighs as a source of warmth like things are alright...

When all I need is 2 good mittens! soft, and of perfect size for these hands to

cuff and play with while it snows outside... She can warm me up.

Make her strong in meaning like a quilt I can build history with and sew on new sex patches of in the night ...

symbolizing our own patterns of love..

Don't allow the waiting on Fall to send me Miss. Right.... stop Loneliness from

catching its flight towards another season, in some other region, nowhere near me anymore... I don't wanna be this " Cold ".

I want to be ready for Winters introduction kiss that's sure to miss once my girl

Steps in the way to introduce herself.

Woman Beater

Loud screams in the night from the sound of a fist fight.... I think it's a woman!
followed by background cries and some yelling guy telling the kids to go in their room...

While pounding walls and furniture falls onto the floor making the breaking of nick nats
over power her scream for help... It know it's a woman!

Held strongly in my right palm was a baby I call my own and I'd hate to use it on this man ... but he's gonna leave this lady alone...and I know this ain't my home but I come to put you out....

There should never be a reason for her screams and shouts and blood leakin from her mouth... and to make things even worse she has kids in the house....


So take your hands from around her neck, grab your bags and get before my " baby " put enough rounds to make sure you stay down...


Or better yet leave town cause my goons all around and they hate woman beaters more than me, so if its your life you plea....take it from me... walk out that door and leave her the key....

Woman save your thank you's for some other G...cause you allowed the abuse, now put yourself to use and go check on them kids, cause I bet you wish now you would of stop letting every nigga know where you live....



(unfinished) Lov3

Meditate

A love well known and I felt it whenever I would hold her. Her head would lay against my shoulder and I no longer felt like the lone soldier,

she would listen to my words with her heart and speak to me with love. Me not understanding the true meaning of my name until meeting she. She defines me more proficient than any Webster's dictionary,

yet for granted is what I would take her, seems like I'd do anything to break her.. cause she allowed it! Stronger and smarter than any woman I know, she gave me the freedom of a 16 year old at the age of 21 when we get our first new car... wanting to test the world out to see how well it drives, while driving her into a mental state of loneliness.

Bad enough I wasn’t their in the physical , and could only make her "damp" over phone.. never pre-meditated sex she always gave me a reason to get her wet enough to ring out her panties and smell the occasion the next night she washes them. So I cant blame her for wanting to bring life in the world

so selfish of me, I just couldn’t see how she would not be content with spending her life with "just me " and who would?
The ring on her left hand wasn’t who she was faithful too. She was faithful to me

yet I couldn’t see the ring on my left hand for more than a circle. A circle of previous lies I would look over my shoulder before I told her: ' I would never cheat on you'

her never wanting or asking anything of me but a baby gurl..
Not even able of given her an answer such as : maybe gurl...
I would tell her no!

Prom ising her the world and than some, but all I would do was make her cum instead of happy.. how fucking hard was it to just make her happy? A house she was lonely in , a car with no babyseat.. just a backseat full of long nights and clothes from shopping.

They say a woman can only put up with so much until we push one over the edge and I practically threw mines over. Fucked up in the worse way cause it came down to the day she would approach me again and say: I just want to be happy with you, let me have a child for " us" or let me have a child for " me ".

To hard headed to give in I just wasn’t ready to share what she's being sharing with unknown women cause of me all of the 3 long years we have been together, and that was her " love "

she no longer wears the ring on her left hand, she wears it on her right, she no longer calls me before she goes to sleep at night, she no longer leaves her heart open for me to discuss my problems inside of .
She's no longer :
putting up with the bullshit! 

Making Love To Your Mind

Allow my words to mentally make love to your mind in ways the enforcement of my hands have yet to show you I can physically do ..

While every metaphor gets you closer to the door yet not quite off the floor... cause I plan on having my verbs drag your body slowly threw each motion leading to the bedroom ..

Causing a massive amount of emotional feelings lite on fire forming a Wet-like substance between your thighs until you forget all about everything else that was harassing your mind that day ..

I want my play on words to be phrased in ways you never heard to make their mark on your body like tattoos... permanent and forever with you ..

So every time your feeling lonely you can read my words on your body and imagine me making love to you with words to keep you wet until I get there.. .

{I'm here} ..you can cum now........

Love Temperature

They say cold hands means a warm heart... this she knew from the start...
So she would feel my hands to see what mood my heart was in every now and than...

Arguments were like summer time in our relationship... my hands would turn too hot to hold so she already knew my heart had turned cold, when I was upset wit her..

Makeups were spring time in our relationship...the weather was always right, the sun never was too bright, and the wind wasn't too cold in the night..

Winter was our favorite season.. in fact it was the main reason we'd stay together, never depending on the weather because she was a "glove " to me that would show her love to me when I needed it ..

And my hands never been this cold yet warm at the same time filled with her love for me as she would hold them while placing them in between her legs which felt like the warmest place on earth...

So our love would only rotate on three seasons making our fourth to be continued around the next time she holds my hand to make predictions on the weather in our relationship as we spend time on this earth... enjoying the mood swings of Mother Nature..

(unfinished) Lov3 

Love Song

She intrigues me with her words... with phrases I never heard whenever she speaks...

Her words contribute to a deeper thought I round into poetry... She inspires me to write words in melody ...

And I wanna express each verse with emotion stronger enough to make her soft moans seem louder than when we make love...while stalling her orgasm...

I want her damp during the chorus but leakin at the bridge ...

She cums when I want her too.. and how I wanna her too... ya digg !

when her climax is threw....I guarantee she'll be sticky like glue at the end of our love song and all of its virtue..

Love Feels Like This...

I close my eyes to breathe you... your oxygen takes me higher
I open them to see reflections of beauty , a look or so much of a glance of you drives me crazy...

I yarn for that heavenly bliss I tend to get just from that sweet touch of your lips
in the form of a kiss that my tongue craves to make leak out your love potion

It's no notion that you got me open like the inner circle of an old token when you come around....you keep me a float that my feet don't touch the ground

I swear If this is love I don't wanna come down, cause there's nothing but death
on the ground if when I stop I can't breathe you... I'll die... (Lov3)

Love Escape

She builds to my character traits..she's become my new love escape...
My soul takes heed to every thing she needs.. I'm like the root to her seed
planted in her mind while waiting to grow up strong in her heart...

Until knowledge of my sex fills the inside of her blood running threw her veins leading to and orgasm, and my developed romance skills prance around her body in the form of rose pedals on her floor leading from the bathroom to her bedroom surrounding her bed with scented candles of her favorite fragrance so we can make love until all the candles burn out ....
~ Let it burn baby ~

Until every bone in your body screams out " Love " sounds as my tongue takes it's daily love rounds up and down and all around your clitoris....teaching me patience while waiting on you to cum...teaching me guidance and direction towards finding out why I know you’re the one cause she....


Builds to my character traits, while helping to make this narrow path in my life straight...she's become my new love escape ...and in her heart is where I hide so she know where to find me.

It's Something In The Way

Its something about the way we live and love... that makes me want that bomb chemistry lovers speak of...

From sexing you in the day to making love in the night... I want each kiss and hug to feel so right ...

Like a touch sent from heaven making me want to live and die for you girl cause it feels so damn good ...

Better than rose pedals over a soft bed or fingers that never stop vibrating against the walls of your surface...

You make me want to redefine what passion is just to fit the way that we live and love...

You restrict my vision so that I can't see beauty in anyone else but you...you refine my hearing so I can't hear compliments given by random strangers..

You control my tongue from letting out pick up lines encouraging me to be faithful..

You make me wanna love just you... so if....

Lovin you is what makes life worth living ... I'm down..(Lov3)

L-O-V-E

My name spells out four letters and leaves

spells on those ready for it...

With open eyes to see so come let us adore it cause we all have

An empty space in our hearts to store it...

Even the broken hearted can live for it cause my spell...

Heals in such a timely manner that no doctor will have time to see what's the matter

when it comes to me...

No one is immune you see cause

I sing in all tunes...

Speak in every tongue... and

with me alone the battle is already won...

IF YOU

Fall under me the next time you say my name.....

L-O-V-E

I'm Searching...

I’m searching

As I look towards the sky, tryna see pass a thousand clouds.

I'm searchin.. But I can't find it

Wanting to quench my thirst of this emotion while swimming in a thousand rivers.

I'm searchin..But I can't taste it

Not knowing it's touch could bring forth a stronger impact than my sex.

I'm searching ..But I can't feel you

Only blurry images of " Her " wanting me to feel. Taste. and discover her body

as I continue this search for

Love.

I'm Hooked

~The smell of your scent lingers around my bedroom....

Causing my body to burn with desire for you

~ I'm hooked like a crack addict....

My tongue yearns to taste you all the time

~The soft feel of your skin drives me crazy...

Let my hands massage your pussy into a coma from my touch

~Can I suck on each titty and lick on your nipples until your

Toes curl up as if they have something to say... or signaling

Up for me to go that way

~Towards your neck leaving you with reasons to wear a scarf to work... sore and hurt, body over worked! Filled with red kisses

~You become my "Jones " off your moans, I rush to get home...

Put back in the zone and ready to give head when I see you

~Full of deep thrust tip of my tongue pokes into your sugar-shack...until your body begs for all of it inside, you taste

~Sweet as hell...sticky like caramel, your milk keeps me strong for you so that my sex is long for you...

~Never change your scent, and I won't move on from you

~I'm hooked.

I Can't

I can't hold you tight enough to let you know how I feel...

and
Baby I can't kiss you long enough to make your knees weak...

and
I can't turn you out or on to this strap as good as I may know how...

and
I can't continue to call you sweet nick names like " baby " ...

and
I can't lick it , suck, or squeeze it deep enough to drive your orgasm crazy....

Cause....

I know you'll want more, and more and for us to be more ....

and
That’s something I'm not good for

~ Baby I just can't fall in love with you right now ~

I AM Love

I am love...

those who know me fear my conditions and circumstances...

for they are aware of me being here and afraid of me coming 
there to where they are...

Covering their hearts with shields to block me... I am LOVE.... 
nobody can stop me!

with or without an invitation to any occasion I show up on my
 own clock...

Carrying a bag full of emotional surprises as gifts for those 
who embrace me... come forth!

and greet me with open arms, I can do you no harm... I am LOVE...

Here to stay...I send all pain running away from your body making it strong enough to withstand me...I am LOVE...

No prayer required just ' patience ' ...I am the understudy of God,
 pray to him about me not on me, just wait! ....I'm coming...

To help you endure all things that appear to be impossible...
while teaching you faith to make them possible, lets bare each load together...

I am LOVE... full of imperfections and most times taken for granted among my own believers...

and over achievers who forgot love is what got them where 
they are in the first place...

Hung high, with his arms stretched wide open... nailed to a cross. 
That's 

LOVE!!...he died to

show a token of it...hearts broken from it..so I spoken from it and 
said:

I am LOVE...here for the broken hearted and those who are slowly 
departing away from me...

let me take you back to a place where things you lack can be found.

I am LOVE... I don't play around and neither should you...when it 
comes to me, if you want US to become a We...

As I watch to see how well or not you plan on treating me.

Give You Life

If I gave you life by making you my wife..would you be with me ?

Can I blow air threw your lungs so you can breathe for me...

Sacredly I will remain faithfully to treating you right...

So at the end of the day ain't nothing better than our sex in the night...

Let the melody be right, set the lights so its on as I began to work your,

body from dust till dawn making you feel Good! while having you wishing you would

have been with me endlessly enjoying life.

Down 4 Me

If she was down for me her body would show it...
in the stares of her looks at me... my eyes would know it...

Like tryna hide the words from this poet I always will find them, and the
words to rhyme them... in time she'll find them...... easier enough to say:
I wanna get with you..

Instead you play hard to get games...using code words and nicknames that
tell me how you really feel..

SO Say how you really feel! Speak to me...

Your body already looking sweet to me...and I just really wanna make it know me..while making you my homie if you accept this invitation of getting to know me,

You would be down for me... steady coming around for me... falling from beyond the sky towards ground for me...if she was down for me the way her eyes let me know it...

Hopefully my poetry would show it ... as if you don't already know it...

I wanna be down with you too...

(DEDICATED)LOV3

Don't It

Don't it feel good to you ?..

Loving you more than I love myself...

Ain't I good to you?..

Working hard to give you what I would for you...

And trust that I would for you!

Don't it feel good to love ?..

The fact that I will forever love you back...

Starting from front of your.....

Now turn over!

Don't my love feel good to you?..

Every touch

Every kiss

Every lick

Every Wish...

I granted that

So granted it's my love treating you like that.

Don't it feel good to you ? ..

Now imagine how it would feel for someone to take love back.

Didn't Mean To Turn You Out

loud music and drinks... a party just for me, and a whole lot of people to see. Yet she still feels comfortable kissing all over me.

Me knowing she's as straight as can be, I try not to allow her to get out of control. But how could she when she haven’t had one drink yet! Don’t make me turn you out baby

is the thought in my head, shawty so beautiful got me wanting to put her to bed.. with these meaningful words she just said: I love you love.

Getting up to get another drink she slowly watches than follows me to the kitchen near the sink, to ask me: are you enjoying your party? Telling her yes, she moves in closer to my chest backing me into a wall with a playful kiss on the cheek than a hug.

My hands wrapped around her small hips as I kiss her on her lips to see a reaction... than guiding her back to the party from the kitchen.

She failed not to mention how unbothered she was about the kiss.. she started to watch everyone in the party get dismissed and instead she stayed.

Usually I'd take the couch but she invited me back into my bedroom... and all I could think was : don’t make me turn you out baby!

Helping her take off her dress with kisses to her thighs as I felt her body shivered and shake... she wants me too. I want her too...

Relax and not think of this as her first head experience just cause she's a straight woman!

Each moan and groan she gives up of herself and is brave enough to let out! Changes a piece of our friendship..

A piece of our thoughts of each other...
A piece of how we will look at each other..
A piece of time we will no longer spend on discussing our
relationships..

All because she made me turn her out! And a piece of sex will remain in our history of each other that we have with one another. Yet she haven’t spoke with me in a full day... and the only words that can come to mind of me to say is: I hope I was outstanding ...


Shit happens.. .. " damn u straight females"

Dedicated

She  wants to hear me spit sweet nothings in her ear all night...
well I CAN'T do that..

That’s not " Real " so it wouldn't be right.. if only she knew she's
become the reason I get online most nights.. 

Steady on my mind most nights, and I hate that about her..

but it's also what I like... it's just to bad the timing isn't right..

And she so sensitive to the fact of me actually wanting her back,

so she PUSH away... I guess its friends we gonna stay, cause I

don't push back, I'd rather give you your way and let you live with that..

But don't think I'm not living with it too, I'm just stronger than you... and situations like this I've already been threw...


Don't get me wrong I was looking forward to " Us " ... if only you would of put more trust in the things we discuss, I'd be allowed to ask more questions...


Instead you got me guessing like you teaching me a lesson on how you don't wanna be with me?...but I'm the one sending mix signals...


As I recall I was the one who initiated it all when I made it clear I was diggin you..... I even hit you wit the " will you go with me note " check yes? no? or maybe box...

Than after you said yes.... I'm still being treated like " second best " damn girl! What do a woman gotta do? I'm all out of words for you, all I got is ...

" I want you ".....

And I want you to want me too... or at lease I did! I really don't even know anymore.. its like a unclosed chapter waiting for a door with a key to make it's mind up and see if she wants to be with me...

It's cool though, we can play it your way...
just listen to a few of these words I had to say or let me sing it to you:

{Sings}" Girl every word in this poem best believe is bout you.... "

cause it is... " Friend " (Lov3)

Attractions

They say it takes a Flirt to know a Flirt ...

so this here ain't gonna work cause

She stares just as much as I gaze at pretty faces.

The world is full of those similar to her graces...

So her vibe has to remain on point cause

Looks alone doesn't define a person!

Especially when it's considered in these days to have hair certain ways

with body piercing and tattoos to make you "Famous" or fit in?

Well FUCK That!

I refused to be seen as just another tattooed dread head jack ass,

You wanna make a pass on...

I laugh on, shit like that

Pass On

away from me cause we are not alike.

My appearance just seems to meet an attraction that you like...

But I am more than my hair! and

Each tattoo tells a story, on how my folks passed, real love that forever last,

And how I live life threw Christ..

See me as a Poet who writes in expression,

whose body was a temple turned Biblical Art form in case the worse goes wrong

Alzheimer's won't get the best of me... and

Just like the They sayer's who keep on stressing me

Steady testing me to see how long I maintain,

consider it forever cause I refuse to fall for a Ms flirt know it all...

Who thinks I'm "cute " today and not tomorrow...

I stand to never fall for that, in fact if flirting is the cause of that

I don't wanna Flirt no more

With intentions of knowing only your physical and not

Your story cause attractions are temporary but love is_____

more than a flat line with a pretty face if underneath her beauty

there’s no story of life that took place...

See sometimes who you flirt with isn't worth it in the first place. 33

Artistic Romance

Our Love is artistic at times... and the way she loves me brings about

new poetry to my mind...

Most painters see us together and think of Rainbows...

Our Love is open to sharing its true colors to the world and I love

the way she titles as being my ཁ Girl ཁ...

This Love inspires the Production all my rhythm and blue notes keeping our

hearts insync when it comes to producing love songs...we never go wrong cause...

Our Love is perfectly imperfect at times...and the way she loves me brings out clear

blue skies with a bright yellow sun to symbolize its happiness even when we disagree I

can't help but to love her...

Most musicians see us together and are inspired to be composer's of more

than just rap music...

Our Love has no limitations on how far we take it's artistic talents leading up to the

time we ever split...

Our Love's Polaroids will still show us kickin' it cause we remain articulate when it comes

to defining this love as artistic...

I wanna be the only artist on her label.

Allow Me

Allow me...

To be that interaction showing you how much I care with a " Touch" so strong it heals Leprosy.

Allow my " Tongue " to calm you down when you become enraged, with a language that represents a love no one else understands.

I strive on making it possible for my tongue to be able to " Tame" you. 

Can I deprive you of the average individuals thoughts and fill your mind with raw material of better value..

Let not your consciousness, self-awareness, and morality be the center of your soul. My emotions for you fill my intellect all day with stronger desires to please you.

In every sound you make helps me better understand the truths of our relationship. In your words I find a refuge that allows me to hide from being unfaithful.

Together we can accomplish a vision to share only among the believers of our love. I vow on the foundation this unity was built on to be faithful to only you.

A Special Target

She used to be the sweetest target until I shot her down . . .

Now at night when she cries, it stops as I hold her down . . .

She cries from.. fear of not being my only target worth taken down in the lane...
so now every time I scan them it causes her pain...

In the end she has a lot to gain.

As my 40 out of 40 chick giving me a new name, of Hawkeye.
and you’re my Miss Three Hundred meters so chill...

I save the best for last and all the others I " blast " for you!

As her cries turn into laughs and the weapon goes on safe . . . you can

Wear my Badge on your chest across your heart.. A safe place.