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Showing posts with label black love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label black love. Show all posts

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Mjolnir




I wield power with this hammer I was blessed with


I can make your head spin...have you thinking about me when I am miles away


Bring down rain......pour


Have you doing thing you've never done...saying things you've never said


Soon as we step foot in the house….make our way to the bed


Let me go deeper…..read your mind….readjust your spine


Using endearing terms to describe you like:  dazzling, angelic, ravishing, marvelous….you’re not just the everyday run of the mill fine


May I enter your temple?


I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t sure I was coming right


I am free of disease, come with only one intention and that’s to please


Bestowing magical properties on you


Don’t ever let this moment end


Press harder


Pleasant pressure


My instrument of love has you climaxing in rapid successions……damn is there anything left in you?


Telling me if I keep this up then you will marry me


Make me the happiest man on the planet


Baby don’t threaten me with a good time


Or should I say a blessed life


I just want to make sure you want this and it’s not just the sex making you act in a desired manner


The gates open, I am being pushed out by your love force


Can’t take it?


I told you time and time again not to run


Only makes me want you more


And in this case the prey won’t escape


Overloading you with my love


Plan on making you an addict


Get hooked on me, I will give you a high daily





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Sunday, April 24, 2011

Battle of the heart




Inner turmoil, gut wrenching agony, emotions feel my chest cavity……no room left for my heart to beat


I can’t go on any longer loving you

It’s killing me and the process is expedited every time I see your face

This is a war I can no longer fight

The things that these eyes have seen, the blows it has taken…battered, bruised….the blood I bleed

Out of ammo, no coverage from the trees totally exposed in front of you…….stripped of camo

Has been a pleasure to serve in the crusade for love

Even as it appears I am dying today for what I believe in

At least I stood for something

So draw your firearm, as I bow down to my knees leaning forward so that the apex of my head meets the barrel

Arms spread to the side like wings

Hands stretched

Fingers pointed towards my next stop on this journey

Meant to be this way, it was written

I begin talking to my Lord….telling Him soon we will be side by side

Not a tear in my eye, because I know I fought the good fight and did it to the best of my God given abilities

You however did not as it all comes back to you like a bad memory

How I was always there for you and you left me high and dry so many times

Hurts doesn’t it? I know

But you can never kill me with your acts of violence

I was dead before I stepped onto the battlefield

Emotionally speaking

As I have become unhinged

Life isn’t worth living if you won’t accept my heart



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Monday, April 18, 2011

Sounds of love pt.2

As the title says this is part two to this poem right here





Continuing from before, you're tapping out and being the bedroom bully I am I demand more!


Crawling out of the bed for escape, that's ok I'll just take you on the floor

Just put the head in then the shaft follows

Plunging in, swallowed whole

Injected with my love, better than any drug known, and its legal too.....so you can have all you can stand

Call me Thor what was calm water flowing is now a down pour, flash flood warning......gonna have to dry out the carpet later

Your legs shaking, entered repeatedly from behind, clitoral walls tighten, as I continue to barrel through the resistance

“You ok baby? “

Out of breath, mouth open but no words part

Just hands banging on the floor, feet kicking up and down

Grab your hair, come closer to me....I wanna tell you something

Kissing on the neck, then softly bit the ear lobe.....on to dirty talking to you

“Relax……Daddy got you”

“Don’t you run I know its intense but after so many times you’re get used to it”

Hours on end, staying strong never letting up on you

Addicted to you and I don’t want rehab

Night turns into day, stamina going strong………outlast

You just lay here baby I’ll go make you some breakfast



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