About Love: Poems and Inspiration

Get you hot will you cook for me.​

Being so bold is not my thing

But to miss this opportunity would be a sin.

I've read your thread "women's sexual cookbook", and I must say.

One night with you, I wont be afraid.

I must admit I'm in awe.

You seem to be without a flaw.

So please lady grant one wish.

Can I have some of that tantalizing dish.
 
Get you hot will you cook for me.​

Being so bold is not my thing

But to miss this opportunity would be a sin.

I've read your thread "women's sexual cookbook", and I must say.

One night with you, I wont be afraid.

I must admit I'm in awe.

You seem to be without a flaw.

So please lady grant one wish.

Can I have some of that tantalizing dish.


tHANKs, for the beautiful poem...
:yes:YES!:yes:
 
This one is for Honeyberry

Snap, snap, snap, snap

Honeyberry, honeyberry......I'm lost for words.

I'm caught up staring at your curves.

Honey colored skin with a glow.

The things I'd do to you, I gotta let you know.

A foot massage and a bubble bath.

I'd knock the tattoo off that ass.

38ddd, damn those would be fun.

I bet they can hold all my cum.

Nibble and sucking aint all I would do.

Deep stroking would be on the agenda too.

Thighs, breast, hips this is true.

Its gotta be a sin to be built like you.​


snap, snap, snap, snap

Hahahahaha!! This is fire! Thanks ;)
 
Get you hot will you cook for me.​

Being so bold is not my thing

But to miss this opportunity would be a sin.

I've read your thread "women's sexual cookbook", and I must say.

One night with you, I wont be afraid.

I must admit I'm in awe.

You seem to be without a flaw.

So please lady grant one wish.

Can I have some of that tantalizing dish.

I feel left out... can I get a poem, I'm saying :dunno::dunno:

:(
:(
 
just a note

I used to love, now
love used me, bemused
me, screwed me, abused me,
sued me, fused me, blew me,
splattered me, glued me,
do me, filleted me,
sprayed me, maced me,
laced me, diced me,
snake-eyed me, fed me...
now love is dead to me,

she needed me!!!!!!

FUCK
HER
&
HER
FAMILY
.....by the way: how was her autopsy?
 
"One Night" by me...

A night without you seems like the sun sinks with a kink in it’s neck,
Pastures green shadow over with harnessed dark blocking colour from, what once was, an idealistic view.
Only past echoes of your tones wisp silently and tap lightly on my eardrums.
Yet you’re not here.
And I’m not with you.
Your facial imprint settles in tv static backed with a kissing motion.
I’m gritting teeth hoping it won’t be long.
Your dosage slathers through my veins and fixes me up.
Shifts me from **shrug**.
Once more I dive into the memory pool dragging up fond times to keep me company.
I smile. The more to come sooth boredom and I nestle in smile covered daydreams.
My Aphrodite tightly stroking my sub-consciousness.
You dance in my concave pools of thought in a silk dress reflecting your skin tone.
As white as can be.
A sight just for me.
You throw a Rapunzel safety rope to me. “Elope with me”.
You’re not here but my soul caters for the loss.
One night without you deserves a thousand make ups.
I cherish the moon and share you with him projecting your images onto his surface.
You’re out there.
The stars twinkle in synchronized timing with your blinks.
I’m liking this.
But loving tomorrow even more.
 
To SEXY_SCORPIO


Let me first start of with an apology to aristotlesown.

But brother you should have known.

An oppotunist is what you called me .

So I have to take this opportunity I see.

Sexy_Scorpio :smh: I warned you.

The day of the pretty light skinned brothers is through.

Chocolate Brothers We've been back.

Told you pretty light skinned was wack.

Let me pump my brakes for a minute.

But this poem has yet to have you in it.

This poem is not about him its about you.

Oh BTW, I happened to mention me too. :D

Gorgeous chocolate sista this can't be.

A chocolate angel sent for me?

You ignored me when I said he doesn't appreciate you.

But let me tell you what I would do.

A candle light dinner just me and you.

A bubble bath and full body massage too.

A foot massage I know you would like.

But wait, this is just the begining of the night.

Scented candles all around.

We'll start on the bed end on the ground.

Hot sweaty sex all night long.

I end this poem with one question.

Did this chocolate beauty come from heaven?​
 
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To IZAYOI


BOB​

Snap, snap, snap, snap

BOB can go for hours this is true.

But BOB can't do what I do.

Pillow talk can BOB do that?

Can he rub your back?

Can BOB nibble on your thighs?

Can BOB gaze deeply into your eyes?

Suck on you bottom lip, grab you hips.

Can BOB squeeze your tits?

I can list a million things BOB can't do.

But let me cut this short and end with two.

BOB can hit it from the back this is true.

But BOB can't slap that ass and pull you hair too.

Hit it from the back and nut on your ass.

I don't think BOB is capable of that task.

Lady, there is one more thing I want to say to you.

BOB CAN'T DO WHAT I DO.

:dance:
 
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hmmmm.... here are two..

1 is incomplete...

Look through my eyes to see a reflection of my destiny
A constant war of who I am and what I need to be
I am visibly humble, yet the light is dim, you cannot see me
Every possibility rolled into one being, thats a guarantee
Through these eyes you can witness a multitude of pain
Still I remain humane, although amongst the lost I disdain
You may envy me in vain, but who I am isn't the same
Fragments of grain, bitter as the blood in my veins
Yet my eyes are a gateway to a future that is clouded
shrouded by lost loves, in my heart they remain cowards
each one, gravestones instead of steps, crucified flowers....

Theres a feeling or a urge, I can truly never express
Something so strong its like a drum in my chest
A form of love, lust, desire, unsure of the rest

So many emotions of my past that leaves me uneasy
I don't wanna sound miserable, but right now it aint easy
Kinda sound cheesy, but this feeling is so damn needy

So many times I walked in rain and seen my relfection
Looked on and walked cause I wanted affection.
Tortured by the will of being alive, yes desiring is infection

I think about her too much, just cause I wanna be in touch
Its like God has taken the legs of my soul, Im without a crutch
Im falling deeper into it everytime I hear her voice, I feel I want her too much

I hate this feeling, it rips my heart in so many pieces, I feel broken
Every word I speak has hidden feelings and its like Im chokin'
I wanna cry like a child until those words by her are spoken

I have shed so many tears and had my heart stomped many times
I close my eyes at night just to see a dead star shine
Does she still belong to this man, or can she now be mine
 
just a note

I used to love, now
love used me, bemused
me, screwed me, abused me,
sued me, fused me, blew me,
splattered me, glued me,
do me, filleted me,
sprayed me, maced me,
laced me, diced me,
snake-eyed me, fed me...
now love is dead to me,

she needed me!!!!!!

FUCK
HER
&
HER
FAMILY
.....by the way: how was her autopsy?

Oh snap! ... but tight verse!

"One Night" by me...


Only past echoes of your tones wisp silently and tap lightly on my eardrums.
Yet you’re not here.
And I’m not with you.
Your facial imprint settles in tv static backed with a kissing motion.

...
My Aphrodite tightly stroking my sub-consciousness.
You dance in my concave pools of thought in a silk dress
reflecting your skin tone.

Oooh I love that- consider me tenderized :yes:


To IZAYOI

BOB​

Lady, thereis one more thing I want to say to you.

BOB CAN'T DO WHAT I DO.

:dance:[/CENTER]

Love it Love it Love it :lol:

hmmmm.... here are two..

1 is incomplete...

Look through my eyes to see a reflection of my destiny
A constant war of who I am and what I need to be
I am visibly humble, yet the light is dim, you cannot see me
Every possibility rolled into one being, thats a guarantee
Through these eyes you can witness a multitude of pain
Still I remain humane, although amongst the lost I disdain
You may envy me in vain, but who I am isn't the same
Fragments of grain, bitter as the blood in my veins
Yet my eyes are a gateway to a future that is clouded
shrouded by lost loves, in my heart they remain cowards each one, gravestones instead of steps, crucified flowers....

MSC! Thanks for contributing to the thread. I know you said that 1st was incomplete but it "feels" whole. I'd be interested to see how much further you want to go with it.
Good stuff.
 
To SEXY_SCORPIO


Let me first start of with an apology to aristotlesown.

But brother you should have known.

An oppotunist is what you called me .

So I have to take this opportunity I see.

Sexy_Scorpio :smh: I warned you.

The day of the pretty light skinned brothers is through.

Chocolate Brothers We've been back.

Told you pretty light skinned was wack.

Let me pump my brakes for a minute.

But this poem has yet to have you in it.

This poem is not about him its about you.

Oh BTW, I happened to mention me too. :D

Gorgeous chocolate sista this can't be.

A chocolate angel sent for me?

You ignored me when I said he doesn't appreciate you.

But let me tell you what I would do.

A candle light dinner just me and you.

A bubble bath and full body massage too.

A foot massage I know you would like.

But wait, this is just the begining of the night.

Scented candles all around.

We'll start on the bed end on the ground.

Hot sweaty sex all night long.

I end this poem with one question.

Did this chocolate beauty come from heaven?​

MARRY ME:yes::yes:
 


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Real I Keep It, It's real I kept


diamonds and pearls,
pumps and girls
unfurling poles: throwing dollars,
scattered words
like runaway verbs, lighting up herb

&

she comes in from work, hair penned back
emerging from the bus,
scattered transit tokens
her dangling trusses
stale perfume musk

&

eye watch digital cable enabling
hot booty dances to sway to
TiVO, the couch creases bite my ass
harassing blurred cathodes
blinking technocolor

&

she lays her head on my lap, lightly
gurgling drifting into an evening nap.
I click off the TV, stroke her hair gently
then I too...drift off to sleep...
 
MSC! Thanks for contributing to the thread. I know you said that 1st was incomplete but it "feels" whole. I'd be interested to see how much further you want to go with it.
Good stuff.


Its not complete although in a sense it is. I guess its one of those things if I add to it I could destroy it if I leave it alone, people will adore it;)
 
Chocolate freaks


MTL and Femme are the freakest, well to me.

I can handle them.....well....Maybe.

Both at the sametime or they can form a line.

Heaven it would be if those 2 asses were mine.

3 chocolate freaks it will be.

But please ladies keep the toes away from me.

Ass and titties as far as the eyes can see.

Fuck the toes gonna do for me?

Hitting it from behind and slappin that ass.

Damn I hope I don't cum fast.:smh:

If I could get these 2 freaks in my bed.

Sex for 5hrs.....Yeah 5hrs is what I said.

With these 2 freaks there would be only one rule.

No dildos MTL, I aint no fool.

:lol::lol:You are too much! I love it. I'm just saying you'll have to go to sleep at some point;):lol::lol:
 
HOME

...the ghetto ain't the ghetto when
I'm with you, even section 8 is a mansion
our eight story tower rises high to feel the sun,
baby
lets bask on our tar beach
lets gather the
toxic dust
in our chests, feel the wheeze of our asthma.
you are my inhaler like the wailers, marley
creeping into our concrete jungle
at night we even hear Techs jammin'
flecks of dry wall fall upon us blanketing
our bed sheets like a special hail storm,
asbestos clouds forming
cancer caravans leading
to our
deaths, baby
take a breath
with me, see me
home
 
Real I Keep It, It's real I kept


diamonds and pearls,
pumps and girls
unfurling poles: throwing dollars,
scattered words
like runaway verbs, lighting up herb

&

she comes in from work, hair penned back
emerging from the bus,
scattered transit tokens
her dangling trusses
stale perfume musk

&

eye watch digital cable enabling
hot booty dances to sway to
TiVO, the couch creases bite my ass
harassing blurred cathodes
blinking technocolor

&

she lays her head on my lap, lightly
gurgling drifting into an evening nap.
I click off the TV, stroke her hair gently
then I too...drift off to sleep...

I love the slice of urban life feel here.

Its not complete although in a sense it is. I guess its one of those things if I add to it I could destroy it if I leave it alone, people will adore it;)

Yes, a friend of mine used to draw and he said the hardest part was knowing when to stop- that thin edge of uncertainty between masterpiece and nightmare. Only the artist ever really knows, right?

HOME

...the ghetto ain't the ghetto when
I'm with you, even section 8 is a mansion
our eight story tower rises high to feel the sun,

baby
lets bask on our tar beach
lets gather the
toxic dust
in our chests, feel the wheeze of our asthma.
you are my inhaler like the wailers, marley

creeping into our concrete jungle
at night we even hear Techs jammin'
flecks of dry wall fall upon us blanketing
our bed sheets like a special hail storm,
asbestos clouds forming
cancer caravans leading
to our
deaths, baby
take a breath
with me, see me
home


Ghetto heaven :yes:
 
I Crept

I crept into your room,
Shadows providing cover,
Into your bed I swept myself
Taking care not to rouse
The radiant beauty resting peacefully
Upon downy feather.

I crept under your translucent nightgown
And you barely made a stir
Into your honey coated hole I penetrate
Lingually,
Languorously,
Each lazy stroke exploring deeper into serenity.

As I crept so silently
A soft moan could be heard,
As tongue crept upon your person,
Buds attuned and listening for a whisper,
Tongue exploring from petal to glory
Until emergence of the goddess.

The goddess crept from her hiding place
To be kissed and placated,
I adore her,
I lust for her,
I crept for her,
I acknowledge her presence and power.
She rewards me with nectar when thoroughly kissed
She heaves,
And blushes,
and hides.


~ AO
 
Tell me, is it hard to express that which is lost?
A bold statement, so few words, insults at a cost
Maybe its the results in exchange for my soul
A residual of human life does it sound that cold?
The essence of my being that is loving and giving
Yet in reality its hidden, because so many times its smitten
.... my Existence

Tell me its wrong, to dream, to fantasize of secret desires?
Living in a realm of thought and ambitious lit fires
Hearing your own melody, Hymms of muted chiors
Loosing yourself in your mind going higher and higher
Open expressions of wishes turned vocalized within a liar
Yet I only aim to aspire to deny my true pennace
.... my Existence

Tell me why I grieve, yet feel hatred as if I was abandoned?
That anger which manifest in my heart like a phantom
A random surge of animosity in unison, an anthem
Now I feel evil, yet crushed because of my heart's intent
I want something, love, acceptance, or... is it repentance?
Admittance to something so cowardly and forbidden
.... my Existence
 
I Crept

I crept into your room,
Shadows providing cover,
Into your bed I swept myself
Taking care not to rouse
The radiant beauty resting peacefully
Upon downy feather.

I crept under your translucent nightgown
And you barely made a stir
Into your honey coated hole I penetrate
Lingually,
Languorously,
Each lazy stroke exploring deeper into serenity.

As I crept so silently
A soft moan could be heard,
As tongue crept upon your person,
Buds attuned and listening for a whisper,
Tongue exploring from petal to glory
Until emergence of the goddess.

The goddess crept from her hiding place
To be kissed and placated,
I adore her,
I lust for her,
I crept for her,
I acknowledge her presence and power.
She rewards me with nectar when thoroughly kissed
She heaves,
And blushes,
and hides.


~ AO

*blushes*.Even though we are not together you still got it. *takes my hand out my panties* OOPS:D
 
Tell me, is it hard to express that which is lost?
A bold statement, so few words, insults at a cost
Maybe its the results in exchange for my soul
A residual of human life does it sound that cold?
The essence of my being that is loving and giving
Yet in reality its hidden, because so many times its smitten
.... my Existence

Tell me its wrong, to dream, to fantasize of secret desires?
Living in a realm of thought and ambitious lit fires
Hearing your own melody, Hymms of muted chiors
Loosing yourself in your mind going higher and higher
Open expressions of wishes turned vocalized within a liar
Yet I only aim to aspire to deny my true pennace
.... my Existence

Tell me why I grieve, yet feel hatred as if I was abandoned?
That anger which manifest in my heart like a phantom
A random surge of animosity in unison, an anthem
Now I feel evil, yet crushed because of my heart's intent
I want something, love, acceptance, or... is it repentance?
Admittance to something so cowardly and forbidden
.... my Existence

:yes::yes::yes:.Beautiful
 
Yes, I adore your eyes
For the sparkle of life that resides in them
Piercing like that of a lioness who only attracts a king
Bright as the stars which light the way into heaven



Yes, I adore your lips
For the softness of them hardening my body
Pleasing and erupting every blood vessal within me
Bringing me closer and closer to a climatic end


Yes, I adore your breasts
For the tenderness as I slowly lick their stimulated center
Placing my tongue & lips against them to create arousal
Balancing every flicker, suck and pull with embrace

Yes, I adore your ears
For the words I whisper into them as my fingers probe inside you
Pulling gently on your lobe, " Baby.."
Bathing your body in my scent,".. I want..."


Yes, I adore your stomach
For the firmness as I slide down to your belly button
Piloting your body with every gentle kiss
Bringing my self lower and lower until I slide my tongue between your lips
 
Lady Scorpio....PO PO is her govenment name.

The PO PO side of her drives me insane.

I can't post 2 words without her showing up.

:angry: Aren't you suppose to be watching for tranny posters, WTF?

:lol: Girl you post too damn much.

You better watch it, you're pushing your luck.

In a minute I'll you saying, McGuver please stop.

Ok people don't be fooled.

She's annoying but she is really cool.

For the next few lines I have to turn my accent on.

TO those who don't understand it won't be long.

Yah see Lady scorpio is mah bajan queen.

Cute as a button and as humbles as can be.

Man dat girl got dreads down tah she rass.

Oh, by dey way she got plenty uh class.

Now uh usually like dem nice and thick.

But dis slim girl, uh could get wid.

My feelings for Lady Scorpio I would never share.

I'll just keep pulling her hair. :D :hmm:
 
Lady Scorpio....PO PO is her govenment name.

The PO PO side of her drives me insane.

I can't post 2 words without her showing up.

:angry: Aren't you suppose to be watching for tranny posters, WTF?

:lol: Girl you post too damn much.

You better watch it, you're pushing your luck.

In a minute I'll you saying, McGuver please stop.

Ok people don't be fooled.

She's annoying but she is really cool.

For the next few lines I have to turn my accent on.

TO those who don't understand it won't be long.

Yah see Lady scorpio is mah bajan queen.

Cute as a button and as humbles as can be.

Man dat girl got dreads down tah she rass.

Oh, by dey way she got plenty uh class.

Now uh usually like dem nice and thick.

But dis slim girl, uh could get wid.

My feelings for Lady Scorpio I would never share.

I'll just keep pulling her hair. :D :hmm:


:lol::lol: guyver you muh boy yes...dun knw...lawd I love that you fling down de accent :yes:
Yeah ah too love yuh still.

I told Izayoi I dunno bout posting my stuff but damn if you can do a little something and you a newbie at this I may just have to post one or two of mine.
 
That fool Mcguyver tyring to steal my woman,
Kunta Kente negro always hoverin'.
Black as night, naught but teeth can you see,
His game still at the line of scrimmage
Opportunist cat trying to defame me.

It's okay, it's cool you see
He'll never know the pleasure,
Of the smoothness of her thighs
Or that Reece's combination
That define Tina and me
 
That fool Mcguyver tyring to steal my woman,
Kunta Kente negro always hoverin'.
Black as night, naught but teeth can you see,
His game still at the line of scrimmage
Opportunist cat trying to defame me.

It's okay, it's cool you see
He'll never know the pleasure,
Of the smoothness of her thighs
Or that Reece's combination
That define Tina and me

:eek::eek: Aw suki it's cypher time!:eek::eek:

What you gone do McGuyver, what you gone do????

Remember its all love gentlemen all love :)
 
Cause the flow of semen from your penis,
how can I?
See it glisten in the dim light, say your name,
who am I...?
Penetrate my vagina, you inside me,
eye to eye...
How powerful is the act itself?
Aye, aye, aye...!
Emotions exchanged, heartfealt,
I and I...
Cause you to call it to action, call it an addiction
U and I...​
 
:eek::eek: Aw suki it's cypher time!:eek::eek:

What you gone do McGuyver, what you gone do????

Remember its all love gentlemen all love :)



Well Miss Izayoi it would seem we have somewhat of a poetry battle hmmm.....What will Mcguyver do to defend himself :) :cool:
 
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