Lonely Like A Snowy Day

Gray skies hide the sun
and mask the loneliness of one

Giant snowflakes falling
covering the happiness of the heart

The hard, cold ground is impenetrable
blocking the softness of feelings shared

An icy chill in the air
freezes the warmth once given

Winter winds blow the snow away
like the smile that once graced the face

In a space of darkness and cold
lonely like a snowy day.

©2011

What I'm Feeling

I'm watching this show called Taxi Cab Confessions. Sometimes I wish I had the nerve to get on national TV and bare my soul the way some of those people do...I bet it's so very liberating.

Feeling very womanly tonight...wanting to be kissed, touched, held, loved in only the way he knows how to love me - you know - all those things he does to make me feel so special. Took a nice hot shower and now I'm smelling all sweet in my Cashmere Mist, feeling all Sillkky smooth, wearing something real special...Yeah I'm wanting him to purify my soul in the worse way.

Just the thought of him brings this big ole smile to my face - God he's so beautiful...no not just to look at! His soul and his spirit are beautiful. He has a smile that lights up the room and just warms every corner of my heart. He has a spirit that is so sweet. He has a heart the size of America - giving and generous to a fault...yeah I know, he sounds to good to be true - but he is...and he's mine!

I am thanking God daily for the gift he has sent me in Sillkk...the sweetest love I've ever known.

Chapter 4

As we lay silently in the after glow of our loving, I can hear you breathing rhythmically, snoring very lightly. Your left arm draped over my arm grazing my left breast. I lay perfectly still so as not to disturb you, thinking how satisfied and loved you make me...I drift off too.

About an hour has passed, you are still sleeping. I gently slide from under your arm and turn to face you. I want to study you while you sleep - you look so peaceful, so beautiful...I chuckle to myself at your screams of pleasure, mmmm how you make me feel.

At that very moment I feel mother twitch, I clinch my legs together, but it's apparent this sensation is not going away - she wants more!

I kiss your forehead, your eyes, your nose, your lips and press my body into yours. You respond stirring from your orgasmic induced sleep. My leg is over your left hip. I begin to slowly grind myself on you. You kiss me full, slipping your tongue inside, I suck it's goodness...mmmm how I love kissing this man.

You put your arms around me and begin gently caressing my back, your touch is gentle and reassuring. As your soft fingertips graze my skin little firecrackers are ignited within me - I gasp and shiver.

You push me onto my back. You begin touching my stomach, the sensation makes me contract - I'm getting so wet, but I'm not ready to take you inside just yet. You bend to kiss my right breast, circling the nipple with your tongue while your fingers dance in my garden. My eyes are closed, my breathing is labored - a soft moan escapes my lips. You spread my legs open with your leg, your knee finds its way to my mound - you press hard, you can feel my wetness. I can feel you growing hard, but we're still not ready.

You whisper in my ear, "I want to take you right to the edge!" Without a word, I spread my legs wider, you climb between them, pinning my arms above my head with one hand while you explore my body with the other. My skin is on fire, I want to explode.

You kiss your way down the middle of my body stopping right at the top of my clit, as you gently circle it's tip with your tongue I cry out. You take my swollen button gently between your lips firmly sucking it, my back arches as I push into you.

I try to free my hands to pull you to me but you tighten your grip. I beg you to touch me on the inside. I can feel you are hard and ready...you dip the head into my wetness and then quickly pull it out. "Oh you're going to tease me, huh?", I say. The next time you come inside I lock my legs around you to keep you there, but you manage to wriggle free. Once again I beg you to come inside. You stick your tongue in my ear and say, "not yet baby,you're not completely at the edge." I tell you to get off but you ignore me and continue your torturous game until I scream, "PLEASE!!!"

You release my hands and bend to kiss me deeply as you push yourself completely inside, I gasp as you fill me up. Your strokes are strong and demanding. You pull almost completely out, I rise to meet your stroke and we begin our rhythmic, primal love dance - as I approach the edge....

Deja Vu From My Lover

I excite him...like the charge a child gets from an ice cream cone...
I excite him...like a youngster who yearns to be grown...
I...excite...him.

Is he to old to sometimes simply lose control?
Cause he just wants to drop drown to his knees and
plead with me to abuse his soul.
I make him want to cry just to see if the tears come
and he envisions my tongue tasting each drop one by one.

He wants me to tie him up and torture him...with kisses
cause this is the first time he wants to get as good as he gives.
He wants to convulse, he wants to shudder, he wants to scream out my name
and do all the things a man's not supposed to do to keep his cool.

I make him want to get high and meditate
so he can prolong the spiritual and mental state he's in
when he's in my presence.

Pleasantries abound when he imagines worshipping my womb,
cause in full bloom I give him life.
He wants me beneath him
He wants to feel my breath in his ear to remind him
to inhale my full sexuality
cause the reality of this bliss is the road may not be his forever.

So he does whatever he can to get through to me and
let me know that he is enjoying my time immensely.

© 2005

You Don't Hear Me Yo

I feel like I'm talking loud
and saying nothing

Meaningless words
falling on deaf ears

CAN YOU HEAR THE WORDS COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH?

Broken promises, shattered dreams,
patronizing words, unanswered questions

Saying what you think I want to hear
blank stare

My silence isn't meant to be golden

Life deferred, the faith is strong
have to push on

I've lost my voice and my tear ducts are dry
my barren arms tell the story

It's just me, myself and I
cause you don't hear me yo!


© 2011

Righteous Demons

Who can be called a Righteous Demon?

Doing dirt on the low
thinking no one will know

Sleeping with married women and men
now that's the sin that will do you in

Talking out both sides of your face
all the while claiming God's grace

Sunday go to meetin'
Monday thru Saturday be a cheatin

Falsely preaching Gods love
that you know nothing of

Passing judgement with haste
look in the mirror at your own face

Walking around like you're above all
but in truth you are so small

Should be dropping to your knees
asking for forgiveness please

But all we can do is pray for you - cause Righteous Demons need love too.

© 2009

Sad and Pathetic

This is dedicated to that sad and pathetic one
You know - the one who has to bee seen and heard
talking loud and not saying a word.
Poppin that ish behind the safety of a computer screen
but when you're called out ain't nowhere to be seen.

You know - the one who think she all that.
Flittin around like she the queen bee
but in actuality wishing she could be me.
Brown eyes turn to green every time my face is seen.
It's ok boo, I like being me too.

You know - the one who think she Miss Popularity and so cool,
but everybody laughing behind your back and calling you a fool.
Trying to claim someone you ain't never had,
shaking my head cause you so damn sad.

Need to shut off the computer and get yourself a real life.
Living in your delusional world thinking all is copacetic,
but the real truth is you're just sad and pathetic.

© 2010

Distance

As the sun begins to kiss the sky in my
part of the world,

The stars twinkle brightly through the
moonlit haze in yours.

Coffee brewing while I scramble to get ready
for the work day.

You plump pillows, tuck sheets, and prepare
for a restful slumber.

Staff meetings, conference calls, endless mounds
of email populate my day.

Sweet dreams, mild snores, visions of sugar plums
carry you through the night.

A text message "I Love You" flashes across our phones.

My work day ends, and yours begins -
a reversal of roles.

Still we manage to find the time -
to spend,
to nurture,
to be...
Lovers across the miles.

© 2005

Confused

is it that i'm lost in a confused world,
or confused in a lost world?

© 1979

I shall pass through this world but once.
If therefore, there be any kindness I can show,
or anything I can do, let me do it now...
For I shall not pass this way again.
~ Etienne DeGrellet ~

If I Should Die Before I Wake

If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
I pray for forgiveness for the wrong I've done
I pray for my grandsons that a world change will come
I pray that the races can find some peace and harmony
I pray for tolerance and unity
I pray that government officials will stop working for special interest groups
I pray for the safety of our youth
I pray they find a cure for aids - without it we won't see better days
I pray for the homeless and the poor - that this country will start to do more
I pray that people learn the simplicity of life - instead of the constant
turmoil and strife
I pray the beast called Racism is slain
I pray that trust and freedom will come to reign

An even if none of this is meant for my eyes in this lifetime to see
I pray it will still come to be

This may all sound idealistic but when it's all said and done
I pray for a world when we can all stand as one...

If I should die before I wake

© 2010

Our Connection

Erotic, Hypnotic, Mesmerizing
Scintilating, Tantilizing, Urgent
Excites my mouth, Blows my mind
Happy, Sad, Good, Bad
Real time - All the time
Makes me laugh, Makes me cry
Soothes my soul
Security, Warmth, Loyalty
Make me shiver, Leaves me breathless
Works my nerves, Gives me goose bumps
Up, Down, Right, Wrong
Always there
Best friends, Lovers, Soulmates
2 Halves = 1 Heart
Intense, Whimsical, Faithful
Spiritual
Physical
Mental
O
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M
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Where I Want To Be

© 2008

On This Day

Mend a quarrel
Search out a forgotten friend
Dismiss suspicion and replace it with trust
Write a love letter
Share some treasure
Give a soft answer
Encourage youth
Manifest your loyalty in a word or deed
Keep a promise
Find the time
Forgo a grudge
Forgive an enemy
LISTEN!
Apologize if you are wrong
Try to understand
Examine your demands on others
Think first of someone else
Appreciate, Be Kind, Be...
Gentle
Laugh a little more
Deserve confidence
Take up arms against malice
Express your gratitude
Gladden the heart of a child
Take pleasure in the beauty and
wonder of Life and the Earth
Speak your love
Speak it again
Speak it still once more.

© 1982

Things Of That Nature

Are you for real? Is this love I feel?
or is this a fallacy dressed as my reality,
and things of that nature.

We met in a place called cyberspace
soulful words so surreal and sweet that we had to meet and greet,
and things of that nature.

Throwing caution to the wind I dared to bend and
taste the fruits of the unknown.
It was exciting, delighting, and truly igniting - my mind was blown.

A smile likened to the sun, eyes that sparkled like black diamonds.
A face that could melt the coldest heart, lips sweeter than brown sugar.
The chiseled body of a Black Greek God - A Black Angel you say?

Enchanted me, Romanced me, Seduced me, Reduced me,
put that thang on me with a phallus that was definitely a reality,
and things from mother nature.

Alas, I departed with a sweet, sensuous kiss.
And you, my dear, will truly be missed as I reminisce
- until this way we come again,
and things of that nature.

© 2004

Transitory Thought

I hear the sounds,
I feel the beats
but I'm unable to touch
where the two meet
Like a mime I'm unable to speak

Am I sleep walking?

© 2010

I love Your Aura

You are my quiet in a world full of thunder
You are my warmth when life makes me cold
You are the shelter my heart seeks when I've no place else to turn
You are the half that makes me whole.

You are my anchor when all around me is sinking sand
You are my certainty in times of doubt
You are my light in a room full of darkness
You are the love of my life the one I can't live without.

You are the voice of reason in the face of insanity
You are my destressor in times of strife
You are the hint of sun in the darkest of clouds
You are the positive motivating force in my life.

© 2005

My True Love

You invade my thoughts when I try to shut down,
conjuring images of the erotic and hypnotic.
My desires overwhelm me...I want to take you
deep within myself until we are one.

My heart pounds with excitement at the thought of hearing your voice...
speaking my name, speaking our love.

You will speak words of the future...
happily ever after in your arms to be truly loved and adored.
Our past dictates our future...together, this is where we both belong.

I want to run to you open and free...of hurt, pain, doubt and betrayal.
I fear you - the unknown - but you soothe my soul and allay my fears with your tenderness.
I am calmed by the thoughts of what your love can do.

Yes, I will surrender myself to you emotionally, spiritually and physically...
I am a virgin because I have never been touched...
deep within my soul there is a yearning for that pure, unassuming, all consuming,
non-judgmental, purely simple that I had with him, with you...
my true love.

© 2005

What You See Is...Me

i'm not the average girl in a video
and i ain't built like a supermodel
my worth is not determined by...

the length of my hair, or the style that i wear,
the size of my waist, or the freckles on my face,
the tone of my skin, or the skin that i'm in,
the color of my eyes, or the girth of my thighs,
the cup size of my bra - ooh la la!

when i look in the mirror yes i love what i see...
mother of a nation - God's magnificent creation.
self-assured, intelligent, sexy and free.
not perfect by any stretch,
but definitely a worthwhile catch.

so before you discount or dismiss,
depreciate my value or diss.
spend a few finding out what it is you'd miss.
take time to drink in the full bodied essence
and rich, exotic flavor of this libation.

and know that what you see...
God's child - self-assured, intelligent, sexy and free,
is truly a phenomenal woman and all me.

© 2006

Cinderella's Song

Little Black Girl,
invisible to the world.
What are your dreams and desires,
what sets your soul on fire?

Shy and withdrawn,
sad and forlorn.
Look at me - what do you see,
skinny, black, and ugly.

Heart of gold,
a tortured soul.
Longing to be accepted,
dismissed and rejected.

Never the pretty one,
life was never fun.
Always cast aside,
head still high with pride.

Life goes on - Despite the song.
What do you want to be - Just happy.

© 2006

Judging Me

Tried on those perfect shoes of yours today
but they were way to big for me.
I guess since you stroll about so comfortably in them
they must be just the right fit for you.
Never did quite figure out how that perfection
thing works - been trying for a while now but can't seem to grasp it.

Tried to make improvements, but you see for as long as I can remember
my skin has been a bit to dark for someone,
my hair a bit to kinky for someone,
my lips a tad to full for someone,
my words not quite right for someone.

I guess it wouldn't matter and I really wouldn't care
what a stranger thought or had to say,
but a giant hole was torn in my heart
when those words came from you today.

No you haven't walked a mile in my shoes,
but you know my heart.
So for sure I thought you knew what
I was going through.

I was wrong to assume that you would understand
and empathize, comprehend and sympathize
but never once did I think you would hurtfully criticize.

But how could you not, when perfection is all about you
- so sorry it's not in me too.
I guess when I wasn't looking the facade was pulled away.

There are no pretty bows or silky ribbons on this package
- just the cold, hard truth of reality.
What you see is what you get.
So if perfection is what you seek then you need to say next!

Yes, your words cut like a jagged knife,
a wake up call of magnanimous proportions
reminding me that not matter what I say or what I do,
even those I love are going to judge me too.

© 2007

In The Way

Sometimes I feel like I'm in the way
What I think
What I say
Where I stand
The way I behave.

Move to the right
oops, sorry I didn't mean to become a problem.
Move to the left
oops, sorry I didn't mean to upset your life.
Move forward
oops, sorry I didn't mean to be a burden.
Move back
oops, sorry I've stepped on your toes.

So I stand
perfectly still
in the spot
that I'm in
not moving, not talking, not thinking, not being.

Hoping not to cause any problems,
Hoping not to hurt any feelings,
Hoping not to say or do the wrong thing,
Hoping not to be noticed,
Hoping to be in-vis-ible.

Cause sometimes I feel like...I'm in the way.

© 2007

Emotionally Bankrupt

I know I'm alive because I breathe
insolvent of emotions - Hope, Faith, Trust
Depression falls like misty rain
dampening my enthusiasm, soaking my soul.

I go to work and come home
spending days and nights alone
The echo of my voice is all I hear.

Caught in a space devoid of intimacy
and human touch - unable to cry or even scream
The stress on the psyche much to much.

Teetering between the abyss of happy and sad
comforting words temporarily soothe the soul,
but never make you whole.

Living life vicariously through what you see on tv
close my eyes - wishing, hoping, praying
for a minute it could be me.

They said, "You can have the brass ring too"
Once a believer - now suspect,
Looking to the future all I can see
broken promises and failed dreams.

Just in on the news 'Government Bailouts Rescue Big Businesses'
but who can bailout my Emotional Bankruptcy?

© 2008