Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Out of Character

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JUDbSL-5GHQ

Ever heard a song and it brought somebody to mind?
This song does that for me, made me think of you
Something I havent done in a long time.

Made me think of how I was there for you
And you let that all go for what was convenient.
Now look, Facebook messages apologizing
Stories on how some chick got u by lyin
Now you're locked up.
Mentally
Spiritually

Yea I still have to IM where you wanted
to meet up
Like I would really do anything else for you
Like I still give a fuck
It's cool tho
Because I know, shit you know too
that she could never do what I can do for you.

But that's what you wanted right?
That's why you torn down what we built?
That's why you're miserable
Sitting in the dark looking for my light.


I'm just saying you could do better...


Or maybe not...


Because you had better...

Friday, June 24, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving

The commencement of our anatomical..."acquaintanceship" to say the lease was sublime.

confused??...

That night, I felt pleasure, ecstasy.
I wanted more, for it never to cease.
What am I talking about?

That night your body entered mine.

It was sensual, smooth
for some reason, just you, with one
touch can get me in the mood

Your fingers dance on my
lower back

You kiss me softly, letting my
hands caress you

Our hands travel lower
wet to the touch
standing strong and firm
we wanted each other

I can't help but smile
just at the thought
the thought of how you felt

Inside
Deep
Slow
Strong

With just one
one look
      touch
      kiss
      lick
      stroke
you had a piece of me

I know you said you're complicated
as if something were missing...
maybe a piece of your heart.
but if you let me,
if you give me the allotted time
I can show you the solution to the
missing part of your heart is to
give you a piece of mine.

He's Not You

i dont want my heart
to settle for what my
mind deems logical.

there's a nothing logical
or rational about love
because of love
pillowcases are drowned 
in the tears of the heart's
realization that the love
of yesterday is the heartache
and pain of tomorrow

see, i dont want the 
typical love. i dont
want the cliche scenerio
i met him at the club
i met him in class
i met him at the grocery store

i want that created love
you know when God
took the rib of Adam
and created Eve
i want that for me.

tired of watching movies 
wishing that kind of love
was real
tired of crying myself
to sleep wondering if i'm 
going to be just another
black woman, growing
older, growing wiser,
and more alone.

I want that moment
when a man, a real man
can look at me and say
i love you without 
even parting his lips

i want the love
that can only come
from God himself

I want him, my man
whoever he may be
to care, to desire, to uplift
to love unconditionally as i do

i believe in my heart that 
God will reveal him to me
and for whatever reason i
feel that he, him, my man
is not you.