Thinking Kinky : The Nappy Haired Diva

I want to inhale you in like a fiend packs  their nostrils with blow see the fact is  I am actively seeking to go  to wherever you say like a potter molds clay you shape me  anyway you want I want to caress you  like  nosferatu before he ingests your blood I want to flood  your mind like vermin through homes I hang in for the hope of us like kissers of the blarney stone I'm planning to be wherever you want me anytime you want I want you like yesterday like the day before a holiday like dusk must meet dawn like the King and his courtesan all the time, I want. 

He loves me. At least, thats what he said. He loves me more and more each and every day. But he was still seeing other women, and he was still caught up with his ex-girlfriend, and he was comfortable with our complicated relationship that held a clumsy banner over it labeled "friends". He said that he wanted to be friends and "who knows" what God had in store for us. He was open minded. I listened. I even agreed initially. But then he wanted to know why I didn't call him back, or why I seemed distant. He could sense even the slightest distance and yet he couldn't seem to figure out that his careless handling of my feelings were making an already complex relationship damned near incomprehensible. "I love you." "I love you more and more each day" "I miss you" " I want to cuddle with you" In the same breath it could be " I went on a date" or "I was with my ex" It all was so confusing, until I re

I like to cuddle and caress feel a stubbled face against my breast sweet finger trails swerve against my curves with masculine finesse I like to inhale the scent my man while neatly pressed against his night stand running into each other like eager lovers free like windswept sand calloused fingers tips slip across my lips and are swept down my neck against my hips so well equipped for the drip of anticipation sensual libations offering up moans of praise with every sweet sensation until the day's no longer chasing the night away we wake up to say where did the time go? Nothing is better than sleeping together cuddling, caressing, anxiously undressing blessing and possessing don't stop and oh yessing with you.

You led me to believe You were all about us The lies I received Sown seeds of foolish trust You were sure to twist your words Into melodic tones heard Shame on  my foolish ears And when I told you I was entranced by your sound …You didn’t even care You were love’s pied piper The musical viper You blew smoke up my ass never even knew I was in a cypher Puff, puff pass Rotating your women fast When you get lonely Then someone’s your only Because the high didn’t last Go get your smoke on Your morally broke on I hope you choke on the same smoke That you encouraged me to toke on I hope that she gets a whiff of me The isolated memory Of a woman that was doing More than your heavy lidded eyes  had the sense to see I hope she sees the truth in you The backward little things you do I hope she gets a taste of what you ate When you licked love off of my dinner plate I hope she smells the hell that you’re going to bring I hope