My New Friend

Now that my phone rings a little less

Kanye's Flashing Lights only brings memories of what use to be

That ringtone really spoke to meYou were like a superstar in my galaxy

But you know what they say, "Everything Aint For Everybody"

We gave it the old college try

We grew together

We grew apart

You'll always have a special place

It just won't be the happily ever after part that we both so desired

That was the part that we could never get right

It's a good thing that love is not limited

It will never fade, it just shifted to another place

I miss you

My New Friend

I like this!

I'm liking her. Nice poem.

He Wants Release

He has been incubating an internal confusion

Been disillussioned through a variety of sources

To feel wrong for the emotions that circulate through his being



He has been nursing an open wound

Many have questioned and assumed

But he couldn't muster up the confirmation of what everyone probably already knew



He has been spinning on spirals

That circulate 'round vicious circles of suicidal thoughts

Everything that was anti-self he bought

He questioned his existence because others said people like him should not exist



He has been sweating out fevers induced by regret

But the looks, touch, and love of a man he can not forget

This fight may be worth the fight

As he poisons his well-being to make everyone else right



He must now forget sleeping at night

For the tear soaked pillow that catches pain

He must forget the spirituality of others

For he has been told that Hell awaits

He must now forget publicly being himself

For he may find himself on the receiving end of bashing

He must forget about counting on friends

For the true ones love him unconditionally

And will be there



But he must simultaneously remember who he is and was and ever will be is not a secret to the creator.

Anyone else that has questions, comments, or concerns is a hater.



Open his heart for love.

Open his mind for peace.

Open his mouth to set him free.



He Wants Relase.

Did I?

Did I hit the right spot?
You said "Uhhhhhhhhhhh"
Like Master P, but in a sexy ass tone.

I'm not quite sure if it was the bone
or the shit I spit to you with each stroke
I asked "Am I hitting this shit right, nigga?"
You responded "Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Like Usher, but the delivery had an erotic flow.

Did I?
Cuz I gotta know for the next go-round.
I want to know what you like.
What makes you feel good like Monster's Ball

These balls slapping against that ass
And you ask "How does it feel?" like D'Angelo
I can't speak for the curl in my toes
I feel like I want to Let it go like Pendergrass
This TKO got my ass stuttering and you buttering up the pipe
With a wetness unlike no other

Did I just get you to say my name again and again?
You calling it like it's the only name you've ever heard.
And I'm thinking of several words to describe this sexual intoxication.
I'm drunk off the way we laying it down.
And the sounds that are made sound like the secrets of creatures in exotic shade.

You feel like a road that I've paved to the curve of my dick
But in the midst, I spit "I love you"
Did I Just Say That Shit?

Bustin' Nuts

With every nut I bust

I escape through lust

Lies that once ran through lips I now kiss

Don't mean shit to me

With every nut I bust

I journey through broken trust

I touch the body that has done me wrong through infidelity

But you can't tell me shit

Because I am loving the breadth and depth of it

With every nut I bust

I thrust all of my care and concerns

Into a milky form

This love now torn feels so right, although momentarily

With every nut I bust, I scarily love you all over again

Forget the shit you did

Forgive the shit you didn't

This physicality feels like an apology

With every nut I bust

I must...

I must be suffering from temporary insanity

Every nut I bust got me thinking that you are good for me

When I was younger...

When I was younger
Said I wouldn't be any dumber
Than those women and/or girls that live for a man

When I was younger
Said I would not sacrifice myself to be with a man
Like those women and/or girls that don't put themselves first

When I was younger
Said I would not cry many a eternal tear over a man
Like those women and/or girls that didn't love themselves enough to expect better

When I was younger
Said I would not write four page letters
Like those women and/or girls that couldn't articulate their needs

When I was younger
Said I would never let a man plant a seed of love, of deceit, of misery within me
Like those women and/or girls that didn't have enough love at home

When I was younger
Said I would never resort to prose or poem when I was in need of clarity
Like those women and/or girls that couldn't find the breath to speak up

When I was younger
Said I would never love a man
Like those women and/or girls

Significant Strangers

The scent of your Alabaster was intoxicating

I now drink you through every kiss

I taste every inch of your being

The light brown hue of your eyes was mesmerizing

I now see you through different eyes

Clothes on the floor, we salute and support the mahogany sculptures before us

The tone and breadth of our initial conversation was tantalizing

It prefaced the follow-through that would take place shortly unbeknownst to either of us

We are geting to better know each other through through Kelly's 12 Play

From our initial meeting, we had to take it from there

Like wind through the air, we slid to the next venue

Was it too soon?

You now feel me

I now feel you

We enganging one another

Is this chance occurence signigicant enough for us to become significant others?

One Night Stand

I want to feel our masculinity intertwine
For the second time
This time around
Mine is inside you
You like it
No, you love it
As i grind
Whispering that nasty shit you like to hear
You simply moan my name between thrusts
As we exchange positions till dusk
Is it love or is it lust
With every nut we bust
Feels too good to trust
Too good to be true
It might be me
It might be you
Will he call in the morning?
Will I call in the afternoon?
With one night of knowing, you can never assume.