Pops..

I never had you, that's blunt as possible, I hope the blunt smoke makes you choke and realize the sad truth. Nevertheless I press on like buttons, in this world I've lived without a positive male figure but no need for crutches; so fuck it. A life full of let Downs from ya, visions of your hands on my momma, karma is a bitch though, real shit yo, I'd spit in the plate you serve me and throw fists though.. that's just my anger talking, black men can get angry too, two times in my life I recall you saying love me only two? What a fool.. foolish is how I feel over you, one day I could careless if you passed away, next day I wish you was here to show me another way, my mom is all I got and if you was at least in my life I'd have two opinions on life, at least. But shit I turned out fine pop, I graduated and never sold a drug in my life I'm everything your not pop, as children me and my sister you couldn't support, but my children I couldn't look at them and not overly support my wife won't ever have to take me too court, I'm not the only child you have birthed and walked out on so why should I be surprised, seems like some of us 90's babies our cursed with "dads" but we gotta live our lives, never depend on that nigga just pull your trigger and shoot yourself into a better tides.
Sailing waters something like sailing souls in my eyes, you see me as a mistake I bet and your right, I wouldn't want I wouldn't want to not be able to see my son make it better than me just cause I'm not in his life...

Happy father's day to those that are really in their children's lives. Taking their son to barbershops and their daughters to ballet rehearsal. 

I write poems for H.E.R.

Even though there are plenty dimes laying around only quarter I need is you. No matter what I'll always be there for you through whatever, any weather that's due just know I'm coming for you. I'm staying for you, though far apart I feel you clinching my heart. Clinching my mind in such a bind it's hard to be apart from you, yet never would I want too. Whatever he didn't do I promise that I will do. I admire your voice like morning admires the dew. Just hoping these lines will get through, that pretty face too that thick skull cause how true can my words be? True indeed if my lips ever move for you. As loves glasses Fogle in the dew just know I'll always see you..

High For This

You'd wanna be high so you can take it all, I wanna fuck you while your high, I wanna fuck you while you can't even feel shit and still try to make you cry.. And you told me you don't even smoke like that but your moaning and puffing from this blunt while stroking you, rushing for more coke cause of the experience plus you said you love how it feels while I'm choking you.. and you said you don't even roll papers but just worry about rolling on top of me, telling me things like, "I'm a ride until you let off in me" .....that's the drugs talking but baby don't mind the substances in your body, we'll fuck all week if we must and never tell nobody .. Take this glass from me, take a puff outta my smoke, crawl on that glass table shake that ass for me.. let's have a good time, you wanna be high right? You don't know what's instore for you once I enter inside of you being numb I'm gonna need more of you, even when I've hit the end.. Don't be scared, I'm right here... I'll Undress you your so special too me when were undressed and under the influence of drugs and I'm into you.. oxycontin got our bodies 69'in what a oxymoron, how much you coming girl it's pouring.. Oh.... I can see the pain in your eyes, but our bodies so numb, that's why I made sure we stayed high, I'm so in love with the ride, I'm so in love with your insides.... 

Wicked Games

I got my heart right here beating, I got my scars right here bleeding, I got you body here ready to be devoured, and I'm scared and ashamed but, fuck it right? I don't love her no more so I should just fuck you, right? Right... Just tell me you love me, play those game's that your so used to playing since I've never seemed like I regretted handing you the controller before. Tease me; making me want you more, for sure: you know a onslaught of sexual tension is in your rearview mirror as you stare back at me while were doing what were doing yet, no more. As I get drunk in my passions and rise to new heights while I'm loving you I try and give you my all but see some of me is stuck with her but your assurance is something I'd endure just to cure this curse she placed on me, complacency is what I'm destined to feel with you, I'm a just use you to I feel nothing then fuck you over and make you feel nothing, and that's my motherfucking word to, no matter how much you love the sex I never let it be known that I don't love you, these wicked games we play are so dangerous, scandalous how we press our bodies together searching for much and gaining nothing; thenstressing is tedious... so as I smoke this dope and watch you shake your ass in front of me I get this sour taste in my mouth and realize what's become of me. But you make up for it all as you put your mouth on me and make me forget the wicked games I play while your in my company, comfortably I fit in you and while your quivering you read my eyes and say, "I love you too" when in actuality I'm dreaming of the girl I once said "I love you" too..

"What You Need"

I wanna feel your insides and make you feel like he's less of a man than me, fight through the pain since you said you needed it and I'm thinking your right for me. Didn't I hold you close? Didn't I do the things he never done that always leaves you lusting for the most? Giving my all of me leaving you breathless your face is so precious in your orgasmic expressions, oh lord.. how bad I want you? Worst than a fiend in the night baby.. I'm here to treat you better than he treats you every night baby. I'm that necessity for you, necessarily; while I day dream of fucking you then I open my inbox to "I wish you was inside me spearing me"... Shit, baby, he don't have to know, what he's not aware of will never hurt him so cover up those hickies, make sure they never show. Didn't I hold you close? Didn't we fuck the most? Don't you dare tell me, "no." My heart can't take that, no..... He's still wanted within you somewhere, I can feel it in the way you stare while I pull your hair..  no fair, but he can stay I just love knowing your coming back for more whenever I say.. you need me you need me you need me, don't you? I got everything you want okay? I don't care whatever position cause out of all the licking and dipping sucking and flipping we've done shit'll never feel different.. and he'll never leave you motionless on the outside while quivering on the inside like I left you, why moan when you can scream? Why dream when fantasies lived out make you cream? Your with him but you never want him after me, and I don't give a damn shawty, just wear them boots next time you come shawty..

Explanation: we've all heard "What You Need" by The Weeknd, the song in my opinion is somewhat of a sexual love letter sent to a private P.O. box of a mistress so that her man/husband or whatever doesn't find out..

Rewind

Ever fell out of love, like it was lost love? If you tell me yes then I'd tell you you never loved at all cause to me love is just a figure of the imagination, see we all can have our own interpretations; Joe Blow might fall in love due to penetration, and while he's between your thighs your telling him you love him primarily through the sensation, you feel.. How is it that we can hold hands and still feel apart? A part of us is missing the part we need to park our feelings besides each others and ride besides, you've always "loved" me right? Nevertheless the contest we build up with our minds is so chess while we checker and lose everytime.. The moments when you can call crying and I can console you without making you believe what I told you is a myth are what our relationship used to be about, I think about you now and wonder how you feel about trying to adjust what our relationships supposed to be about. Learning experiences from lost "love" hurt the most due to the "love" we felt, feelings subside as the pain rises over our relationship and takes over what's suppose to be happiness. It's been way to long since we've rekindled that flame we've felt all before and just lost all of a sudden. It's funny how we can feel so much love from the beginning and never benefit from the beginning in the end how abrupt an end can occur all of a sudden.. How is it that you could be scratching my back as I grab the arch on you then our whole time together can curve into being apart from you? Maybe where numb as people to the fact that perfection is blindly acquired while things are beginning, while in the end we tend to wonder on answers to grasp an acceptance to the fact that it's all over.. we begin to question whether or not the end was what we both agreed it really is or if feelings got us misinterpreting our reasons on ending, just make sure you end on a note where beginning won't be an issue if ever thought about, again..

Fireworks

My mornings are made knowing your awake, fireworks ring in my heart not blowing me away but blowing us together in a way so perfect, perfection is what your made of to me; how perfectly put together could a human ever be? Answer that question with those dimples you love to show and I love to see.. I love to see you period without a question your the highlight of my everything, every word I've said before you was everything I've felt and everything that's true.. your eyes make me wanna relive the fourth of July every night, and lay on top of the roof with you picking out stars when the light from the fireworks aren't bright. Feeling you would make my hands go numb due to the fireworks our touch would create, but I've only heard love and never really felt it so I'd forget to care. Forgetting to care about you would be hard; I've never been over you no matter how much taller I am than you.. I want you.. that's only three words within the millions I could utter to make you feel what I feel for you. Fireworks sizzle, burn, and break yet me and you shouldn't fizzle, as we learn, from our prior mistakes. Fake love we thought we should put our all into make our hearts fond of each other. Thinking of you I get this amazing sensation, something like fireworks blown above into the sky making me think of an eternity with you, eternally I don't feel butterflies my nerves are to the point where it's fireworks I feel when I'm imagining you..