Now you hate me
Stop pretending, stop that fronting
I can’t take it
Boy, don’t treat me like a stranger
Boy, you know I seen you naked
Boy, know that I remember, don’t be a pretender
Getting high at the condo, that’s when it all comes together
You know I stay reminiscing
And makeup sex is tradition
But you’ve been missing boy
And you might feel like….
We have the choice to change or remain the same. Through a new year, we discover a new sense of self. The mistakes we’ve made, we can not undo. We can only look towards applying the lessons we’ve learned into positive and progressive evolvement.
Forget about “then” and think about “now.”
I wish for you, this year in new, another chance at wishful thinking. Live each of your days unexpectedly. Follow not only what makes you happy, but what gives you comfort when you’re not. Surround yourself with people who inspire you to pursue your passions and bless each success you achieve.
Be gracious in your words and loving with your soul. Don’t let the doubt of others stop you from your visions. With this new year, take a chance on being more than a resolution. This is your new year, stay inspired.
No poetry needs to be spoken Curves of my body hold conversation With the frame of his anatomy Licking the crown of his confidence Sucking the core of his pride Extorting, evoking an elicit erection Becoming tongue-tied off tasting him While speaking in tongues Confessing I need his love inside me… To heal me
Purging forth his salty seeds Trickle hastily down my parched lip Fingers retrieve fragments of joy No drips of goodness goes to waste Sighs between thighs as inner heat rises Passion fused devotion burns… Our pheromones blend Warming nectar flows Soaking his member with moist love Requesting eagerly, for him to heal me
Hips softly sway Screaming for you to press play Climb atop and make figure eights Contracting, as I rise and fall Satisfy my mouth in slow pace Waterfalls, grinding graciously on his face Fold me and spread my wings I surrender my body and soul