Contemplations of “K”

Come closer. Let Me hold you

Let Me show you what you didn’t know you were missing.

Let Me stimulate your mind

While My fingers play along your spine.

Chocolates and single roses

Intimate and public poses.

Little things once in a while

Just to make your “insides smile”…

Esconced in My arms, a haven of safety,

But who will protect you from your “Mocha Daddy”?

Feather light kisses on your throat,

An inbox full of e-love notes.

A hot bath drawn with scented oils

A chance for tense muscles to uncoil.

The passion of Lothario and Casanova

The loyalty of a housebroken rover.

Nibbling and caressing from head to foot

On each individual toe a kiss is put.

From the kitchen to the bedroom to the bathroom floor

Till you just can’t take anymore.

Visiting places previously loveless

Above the waist, below the breasts.

Brush your hair after co-ed showers

Spoiling you hour after hour.

Confident in what I have,

As long as they’re JUST LOOKING, I can’t be mad.

Because I know, in you, I’ve got the best

Game over. Hands down. No contest!

None have or will ever do you like I,

No matter how often or how hard they try.

9:26 PM

11/15/08

Exclusive

Exceptionally beautiful, a mind attached to an
x-acto knife tongue, able to emasculate and eviscerate the unworthy before they are
cognizant of their missteps. A lady's
lady at all times. Both in the streets and
under the influence. A "satin
satan," tempting even those she has never laid eyes on. Truly an
internet sensation. A quixotic
vixen of the vernacular. I am so glad her attentions are
exclusive to Me only!


9:18p
5-2-09

2 Haikus

I Thirst
I Thirst for you, Love
only nectar golden can
quench this fire’s rage

Maintainence
I am Maintainence
Not the owner, nor tenant
Just Maintainence, Man

Thanks for Nothing

Empty words

Empty promises, vessels waiting to be filled with action

Waiting for content to give them worth

If one’s word is one’s bond(age)

People are too often vanilla

Afraid to be bound to anything

Enjoying envisioned freedom

Without the burden of any responsibility

Why extend an olive branch to people who are only looking for firewood?

Why allow my kindness to be a weakness?

Watching, waiting, hoping…

Only whispered rumours of groping…

You fill me with your emptiness, giving me false support

I learn to lean and crumble at the first sign of strain

Shattered, destroyed, ruined

Thank you… for absolutely nothing.

4:00pm

January 14, 2009

Universally Unforeseen

Games of phone-tag lat at night,
Quenching you thirst for knowledge while fanning the flames of curiosity
A question asked.
A story told.
Eastern thinkers in a Western world
Caffeinated coffeehouse conversations in decaffeinated bedroom settings
Topic after topic with almost no debate
Turgid emotives causing pregnant pauses as zygote thoughts are allowed to grow
Unexplained paternal brolic accepted without question
Though unnecessary naughtiness evidenced
By the heaving of full breasts
And extended procrastinated goodbyes
Mortals genuflect before she who deifies the Universal.
In-depth conversations of the habits of the Shoe-breasted Leotard
And its interaction with the Ebon-crested Dragon.
A symbiosis such as which has the potential to be cataclysmic
Or the genesis of unforeseeable euphoria.


9:20p
1/5/09

A Letter To The Ex

Don’t look at me as the cause,
I’m just the end result,
“Game recognize game,”
And I recognize you,
Did you really think she’d keep taking your shyt,
Stay home alone while you were out fuggin that other bytch?
You hate on me ‘cause I took your place,
But you were flaunting your shyt all in her face?
Come home smelling like different soaps,
Why you washing up at your boy’s house?
You really need to lock your phone,
If you texting plans to visit ol’ girl’s home.
She remembered your birthday,
You “worked” the anniversary,
She celebrated both
One with you, one with me.
Guess who was her “Valentine”
Brought candy, roses, “uncorked her wine”,
It’s not B&E if the door’s unlocked
Not robbery if given freely,
But now you got your diesel cocked,
‘cause what was yours belongs to me?
We do the things that she wants to do,
Things she had planned, “just for you”.
You laughed when she started that yoga class,
And now I’m the one getting that flexible ass,
You dogged her for her new 26-28 waist,
For me, it just improved the taste.
So self-involved you didn’t see the attention she’s getting,
So now it’s a new “willie” she’s wetting.
Wandering eyes, always on the prowl,
On some man-to-man, for her, “O” is no longer just a vowel.
Your self-service is ‘cause you’re only serving yourself,
Now she’s getting full service, and the nana’s top shelf,
I do all the things her man didn’t do,
And she does EVERYTHING she never did with you.
You were too busy with your “mans and them,”
Now with someone else her time is spent.
One man’s trash is her new man’s treasure,
And holding her every night is this man’s pleasure.
You were out looking for thighs to part,
And “Jodi” came and healed her heart.
You were out looking for new chicks to bone,
And the Maintenance Man was taking care of your home.
Just calm down, son, don’t be vexed,
Learn from your mistakes, heed this “Letter To The Ex.”

P.S.
One more thing needs be said by Me…
I call you “son,” and she calls me “Daddy”!


12-06-08
4:09 am

Outside The Box

(A Product of divine Inspiration)

Why do we rarely say what needs to be said to those who need to hear it?

Always trying to comfort, or make things easier or some other bullshit.

Why is it so wrong to tell a random beautiful woman that she is stunning,

Why must it be seen as guile or cunning?

Lying about the physical, with push-up bras, surgery, and socks in crotches,

Bleached hair, and iced out watches?

Why must the games be played, why be something that you're not,

While looking for a real person? It's the kettle and the pot...

Why always looking for the greenest grass, instead of tending our own lawns,

Searching for new music, forsaking the classic songs,

Honesty is the best policy, it keeps the schizms to a minimum,

Instead of plying mates with Patron and 151.

Speak from your heart, and though unorthodox,

It will eventually reward you for "thinking outside the box".