Pennies

Gather them up

Digging in between the sofa cushions

Maybe I can get enough to be able to actually afford something off the dollar menu today

The never ending struggle of life

A fight to the finish and even after you’re finished you have to think of what you left your seeds with

Working poor pay check to pay check making just enough to keep a rough over my head and gas to make it back to the salt mines

Walking in I sing to myself

“I’ve been sweating on this slave ship and I ain’t made shit!”

I went to school for this?

Just to have student loan companies that double as loan sharks come after me

One way or another they will get a return on investment….even if it all seems for not

I pray for financial windfalls but then I feel guilty asking for it since I have my health and the health of my loved ones

That’s what they tell me anyway

Sounds like false hope to me as I look at the low fuel light when I am still 20 plus miles away from home

Praying just to make it to my destination

I stopped crying over it…..this is how my life was supposed to be

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When it all falls down

Everything is always good in the beginning, that’s why you even start up something with that someone

Making the gaffe many of us do

Thinking it will always be like this

Nothing last forever I was told

When it all falls down

We discover how little we actually knew each other

Foundations built on words exchanged during pillow talk, acting as a base made of sand..Though it may stand and look appealing once you place something on top of it eventually it will fall to pieces because nothing ever should’ve been constructed with it

When it all falls down

Left with nothing but hurt feelings

And antipathy towards one another

YEAH I FUCKED UP BUT NOT LIKE YOU!!

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Or did I?

Who’s the fool the person that continually lies or the one that consistently believes what their being fed?

Who is more to blame when what we has was once so great but no we leave with nothing

When it all falls down

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Grown & Sexy

I had to put pen to paper, couldn’t get the words to come out verbally…on how to properly pay homepage to this ebony queen

Well built, the sculptor molded you in such a way that nothing could ever be greater

The way you way is graceful, swaying from side to side

Hair flowing….love and silky

You thief!!  The way your skin glows you had to have stolen light directly from the sun

It may not even come back up again but I will be fine with that as long as I can continue to lay eyes on you

The kind of beauty that even a blind man can see

The kind of chocolate that will send taste buds into a craze

Never dined at a café that had a better menu than yours

Don’t know when or if I will get to see another spread like this again

So I better eat all I can since it’s on the house

You got your hooks in me and I don’t want them out

You got me….fiending for you like Pookie for another rock

You’re the drug and I am the addict

Don’t need or want rehab

If they try to send me I will break free to be with you

Like’s you and I wants you

Grown & Sexy

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Pretty Brown Eyes

I remember it like it was yesterday

Staring into them

The everlasting tunnel of love, how no matter how much a knock down drag out fight we just had once our eyes connected I was putty in your hands

Am I mistaken for thinking that after all the wrong I’ve done that there is still a spark there for me?

Delusions of grandeur that you will one day forgive me and will still be my wife

Those other girls aren’t you

Being friends is fine and we still have that spark there that makes me believe that the fireplace that housed our love can once again be stocked with logs and burn for eternity

Everything I ever wanted in a woman

I ran you off not once but twice

Third time’s the charm but you will never come back to me for fear I will do your heart further harm

Those other girls don’t stand a chance when put up against you

Afraid to tell you how I feel

Never been afraid of rejection but if you would tell me to give up on the fairy tale that is us I would be crushed…emotionally flattened……love tramped on

Tried them and had to learn the hard way there is no one like you

So this is me saying I will never set free the thought of “us” even though there is currently not an “us” I know that you and I were meant to be and one day I will stare into your Pretty Brown Eyes at the alter.

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Feeback

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Someone Like You

Chemistry with is still marvelous

Even though you’re no someone else wife

I want you to know that I plan on adoring you for life

Just when I think I am ready to move on thoughts of you

Come out the blue

Epiphany

I presume I should give up on it all

Can’t even find someone that is worthy of being mentioned in the same sentence as you

Fallen victim to my inability to forget

I remember the way it felt as our lips touched

How the moments of our passion shared left me distorted for days after

How it felt to know that I had finally lost you

What am I to do now?

Live this life single-handedly

Not fair to marry someone knowing they are second best

Or perhaps I could…..maybe….someday find someone like you

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Black Book

Reads like a novel

Tails of my past

I even made notes by certain names

Speaking of names never used the real ones just in case someone stumbled upon my hidden treasure

Cute aliases that remind me of them

Leaving the outside none the wiser

Every now and then I get a little lonely

Instead of trying to find someone new

I prefer to just stick with the tried and true

Just because we didn’t make it as a couple doesn’t mean we can’t continue to be lovers

No hiding the fact

Our bodies are so in tune with each other

We have great chemistry

See you and I want to rip all your clothes off immediately

Inhibitions out the window

As you spread eagle I am maneuvering inside you

Vocal exercises by you now

Doing a crescendo

I can’t deny

No reason for me to lie

I still want you as my woman

The way you used to make me feel high

But I will take this

Only time we don’t argue is when we’re getting into things

Even if it isn’t mine to the outside world

You and I both know how only we can make each other feel

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Booty Call Hours

Stumbling out the club 3am as Saturday night has lead into Sunday morning

A phonebooks worth of missed calls

All from you I know you only calling me because he’s not around

Text messages telling me how you need someone to talk to

How about you talk to your man

I’ve moved on, can’t associate with you anymore

Dude has contacts at the cell phone company pulling up your phone records throwing me back up in your face when I could really care less about what you got going on

I could do without your games

You playing with hearts hear and I am done being your lame

Never understood how some got off on being chased until I turned into the one that was hunted

Gives you a sense of power, knowing that you can make someone jump through hoops to get at you

Now you left stuck since I care less than you

If that’s even possible

Sending me naked pictures in an attempt to entice me but I’ve been there…done that

You have nothing but physical to offer me but what’s the use of that if afterwards it will lead to an argument

I hear you talking about how only I can get you wet enough to get drowned slow

Thinking you trying to set me

Have a real life version of R. Kelly and Mr. Biggs…..Down low

Cause nobody has to know

Right?.....Wrong!

Stick with you man the one you choose to be with and leave me the hell alone

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