Pleasure Principal

Pleasure Principal


Simple...
Sweet seductive nature....
She takes her time
As she seductively infiltrates my mind
Use my imagination
She says she wants it deep...but no penetration....
That peaks my fascination...
Tells me to only use my lips.....
Tongue...and fingertips....

Pleasure Principal....
Just that simple...
Sweet kisses and caresses
Turns into sweet moans and yes's
Slowly I take her unmentionables off...
Skin so soft
Kissing her thighs......
That parts and reveals my prize....
Yet another kiss....
Kiss.....
Kiss...
With each one her body seems to fall deeper in bliss.....

Pleasure Principal
Just that simple...
Her body is so into it.....
As I gently roll her on her stomach...
More kisses trace her spine....
Then I flick my tongue on her clit from behind......

My...my....my...
Explosive....ultimate high....
Both floating on clouds in the sky...
Body tingling....
The way she throwing at me...
So rhythmic....
She can't handle it....
That's it.....
That's her spot...
She's so hot....

Pleasure Principal
So sweet and seductive......
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In Spite of

In Spite of
I still remember how he would mistreat you
Get mad cuz supper wasn't hot enough...so he would beat you
Standing over you... After he physically defeated you
You made decision...
As a youngster I never depicted this vision...
In most cases it's the pops
Who skips out..and drops
Off the face of the earth....
What I wasn't worth....
It.....
I mean shit
what did I do?
After all you allowed him to name me his junior...couldn't even say the name....you called me #2
He stayed....
You parlayed.....
Ended in a makeshift foster home....
Told folks this was my granny's home...
While you out galavanting getting your life on.....
I'm lying to folks saying my Mom's dead....
Cuz in my head
That's the only way to deal.....
The scar won't ever heal...
Saw you twice in 7 years....
Greeted you with tears....
In turn you gave me a sibling....a chore...
Moved in with you..cuz u wanted your fam together.....Or
Was it to be a babysitter..
I still carry wounds...from when you caught me
Being mean to your precious 'baby'
This was Jerry Springer crazy....
19 years later.....
You act like nothing ever happened....
Ask me why I have distanced myself....
Why I don't call you for help
What's funny is........
in spite of....
All this...I wonder why I couldn't have my mother's love...

2011 is upon us

Shutter game........

Shutter game........
Aim.....
Click......
Lick
Them lips.....
Hands on hips....
Just for me....
Just for you....
Thinking of many ways to...
Entice us visually....
Mentally...
You so into me...
We so connected see....
A picture says a thousand words....
True indeed...they even convey thoughts on the verge...
Of spilling out....
Those sensual sensations....
A welcomed temptation.....
Shutter game....
Take aim....
Zoom in....
To that spot...where in....
I'm kissing
Touching....
No longer waiting.....
Cuz we been doing this digital foreplay
It seems all nite and day...
When I get home imma have it my way....
Shutter game...
Adjust the frame...
Come on....
We could do it with the lights on.........
Shutter game

2011 is upon us

No Union

Relegated to hearing shit thru the grapevine...
After all this life is mine....
Won't give yall the time
Of day...
Why? I know that's what yall gonna say...
Ok...
I will take the bait....
Clenched teeth....oh how I hate
This fate
I was dealt....thru no fault of my own...
Disgusted me to even speak to you flakes on the phone...
How's the kids?
Don't concern yourself with how I handle my bid....
yall considered me a life sentence..
As a child something that fucked up my comprehension....
Straight envious....
Of the next door neighbors...
Not knowing they giving me one of those unforgettable favors....
Summertime Chi...
4th of July...
I'm hanging with my...
New family...
Ultimate gamble see...
Mad cuz I'm avoiding calls...
Fuck yall...
Decrepit ass step mom holding my sperm donor by the balls...
Tryna play daddy
Mad he
Can't fool me
Like when I was younger...silly little man
Can
You really be that much of an imbecile
Don't answer that..don't give 2 shits how you feel!
Pestering bout some family reunion...
Add it up put 2 plus 2 and
Finally realize I aint fucking with yall like that no more..
After all....what 4?

2011 is upon us

Domestic 4

Guess the punk bitch couldn't hack it...
Cuz he left and panicked...
Doors wide open....
As she lay there choking
On her own vomit.....
She was found 2 days later....
That's how her tragic story ends...
Her mom tryna make amends..
Just to see the look in her eyes....
When you realize
That all you had has died...
Apart of you dies too...
Can anyone imagine the pain she's going thru....
this won't make the front pages...
A part to which sends me in a rage....
Somebody has to tell her story...
Who's gonna tell our young girls
They deserve the world...
That love ain't pain....
Ain't no dick game
Good enough to sit around
And let some clown
Put his hands on you....



Screw this.....can't rhyme no more....
I see this and it burns deeply...
This young girl just taken out cuz some fool couldn't control his punk ass temper!!! Fathers please love your daughters...please set the bar for them...so these weak ass niggas have to prove themselves or get the fuck on...........
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Domestic 3

See she was once a victim herself...
She knew the signs of needing help....
Kinda held herself accountable
For the insurmountable
Pain
Her daughter was going thru again and again...
In her situation she prayed that God would save her a similar man..
She said if being a family was not part of the plan...
She could understand....
Just wanted somewhere safe for her daughter and.......
Somehow.....some way....
She built up the strength for run away...
Never allowed any man to get close to her
For fear
She would be shedding those painful tears...
So she raised her only daughter....to be strong...
Intelligent....
And with common sense....
Don't let no one tell u what you can't do types...
I'm sure you've ran across one in your life...
Felt like she didn't do enough....
And that feeling in itself is so rough

Ultimate misfortune....
she was pregnant....he wanted no parts of it...demanded she have an abortion....
She wasn't for it...
Chose to ignore it...
Only 6 weeks in..
But she was slowly connectin'
With the feelin'
She would have her own family...
Hoping that he
Would see this thought would make her happy.....
But he didn't give a solitary fuck...
Just her luck...
Talking bout how she was tryna have him
stuck...
Out came that fist it struck....
Her across the face...
He chased her thru the small space...
She screamed...
It seemed
That made it worst...
Punch here.....
Punch there....
Her face bloody....vision distorted....
He wanted that baby aborted...
She yelling she couldn't afford it....
He stomping on her...
Grabbing her hair by the chunks....
This fucking punk...
Had beat her unconscious...
And with no conscious....
Asked her for some pussy...
That's when he noticed she wasn't breathing.............
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Domestic 2

She became entangled with a dude that was living that wild and fast life...
He bought her things...with promises of making her his wife...
Dude seemed extra possessive...her people didn't really care for him...
The more they complained..more she expressed love for him....
Not too mention he had planted his royal seeds....
So she'd stay home with his kids....while he out in the streets
She at the crib playing mommy dearest....
Her mother said that's not your job...but she aint tryna hear it....
Did everything this man said out of fear it...
Wasn't love
Just planted this thought in her head she wasn't enough...
That she wasn't worth it...
Her fragile self esteem....she absorbed it...
She treated him like the sun..her world revolved around him.....in constant orbit...

She wore sunglasses when there were no rays....
No one would see her for days...
A beautiful girl...who usually did it natural...was caking on the foundation....
Constant fights..
First verbal......then physical....
The most painful parts were mental....
The countless name calling..from bitches to hoes....
Then the swinging of the fists...brought on the bloody nose....
The hatred he showed....
This angry...worthless little man... Napoleon complexed..
Whenever he's vexed...
Or high off his ass...would jump on her and flex
His so called manhood....
Accuse her of sleeping with everyone in the neighborhood...
When in actuality it was him up to no good...
Mother urged her to called the cops..
For fear he wouldn't stop...
Told her momma that it was her fault...
That maybe if she listened more...
Or...
Had his things just the way he liked...
She asked her daughter what are you going back for?
Delicately her mother was tiptoeing because she no longer wanted to be put on ignore...
It pained her so much
To be out of touch
With her lil girl...
For whom she had given the world.......
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