Love Jones

•girl, I will lick and suck every inch of your vaginal walls until your stomach caved in. Liposuction./

•I will write and rewrite and write again, this night across every inch of your skin, with my tongue. Penmanship/

•I will, place my lips against those lips which look as if they were traced by Rembrandt's felt tip, pen. Selflessness./

•run my finger tips up and down the canvas described as your body hardly missing,partially kissing until those tingles reach your heart. Determination./

•as the whispers of angels that make up that sound leaving your mouth take the form of moans. Great listener/

•longing to swim amongst you inner thoughts,lost amongst those inner thought as they grip and pulsate  as I,slowly, enter your thoughts./

•damn! You are a silhouette in flesh./art at its best and if I were to bet,everyone before me that you have met was not a fan of art./

•by far, who I are, is not important,but they call me a brother of the night./

And if you seen love jones baby, you know what follows right?.

Mr. Intentional

•She said that I'm unintentionally a bad person./

Like she believes I mean well,but my actions are hurtful./

•she said she's tired of being fucked over./

Like how could you show up like this as if,you take for granted this moment./

•she says I've inspired her./

Like my work ethic is the ethics which drives her./

•she said I'm a true friend./

Like the advice guru in which she goes to when possible seems to be anything but./

•she says I'm ungreatful./

Like how can you not give me a shot when I've stood by you at your worst./

•she says I'm selfish./

Like despite all my work and the presentation of my willingness to work all you see is you./

•she says she admires my passion./

Like how can a person with so little be so driven to do some much for someone they rarely even know./

•she said she loves how I kiss her./

Like I am her real life Christian grey in a situation mascarded by grey areas./

•So what now?/

What to make of this love able tragedy?/

• possibly, nothing at all. Signed yours truly, Mr.Intentional..

Rebel Without a Cause (James Dean)

•her final words were,"the person you are now,is who I needed back then."/

•now this can go either way depending in your perception of things./ see back then, I was In search of answers./

•looking within, that crumbled shell of person./ see honestly I lacked purpose./

•I felt alive for the soul purpose of nothing./ I existed simply as a biproduct of hurt and disappointment./

•the person I am today stands here in enjoyment like, damnit I made it./ swam amongst those tears as great whites dressed as fears nibbled at my heels./

•see my achilie's heel is my heart's ability to feel and I don't regret that./ just like I don't regret meeting you./

•see life has a cruel way of getting you to become a better you./ trials and tribulations are simply nothing more than tributes now a days./

•distant memories along the road in which they paved while in pursuit,/ of a happier place.a place the old you was never accustomed to./

•so I can choose that view as you simply saying my growth was all for not./ I can view it as you saying nice try,but your attempts were all for not./

•or I can view it as life saying thank you for taking a shot./ we applaud you./ 

•simply because,if I were me now,back then, then this new you would simply be the person you still aspired to be one day./

And these are my truths./

Tragically Amazing

No stories are told simply because my pen is shaped differently./see inadvertently my pain tends to travel awkwardly./

•I write as if my words are a crutch used to support pain./

I write as if these verbs shall be the only thing that remains./

•see when I'm dead and gone, the only thing this land will have to lean on are these words./

•everything from music to relationships./ everything from heartbreaks to heart ships. These words will remain as if, they were pieced together from the same wood as Noah's arch./

•see this letter is a tad bit different from the ones I'm accustomed to sending./ this one will not ask for forgiveness./ this one will not dwell on remembrance./ this one is adjacent to what strength is./

•you can not learn to love if you have never been in love./you can not remember how to find love if you have never lost it./

• see the pieces of life's puzzle may appear awkward to some./ it may some how become  hard for some,but trust me, it's all worth it./

•I will no longer apologize for the hurt that I have caused because odds are I've done that./

•I have embraced all that I are and therefor and thus far,by god I am totally fine with that./

•life is simply about building blocks and taking them down./ trial and error. You live and you learn etc etc./

•life is about acceptance and moving forward./ life is about taking risks and paying for them./

•life is about strength./so if you have the pleasure of meeting me./ the pain of being hurt by me and still manage to smile when discussing your trials while dealing with me,/

•I'm content because in part I'm the reason for your strength./there for you can never regret meeting me.

Hi, I'm heartbreak. Nice to meet you!

MASCARADE

•A  penny for your thoughts. A nickel for a kiss. A dime if you tell me that you love me./

•Here's a ring if you tell me that you love me. My last name and an appropriate change,if you tell me that you love me./

•But where's the guarantee in this?/ there's no instruction manual or a leap free of risk for those who happen to fall deep in it./

•fuck it, guess I'll aim for the bushes./ I'll aim hoping I'm on target despite it being far fetched I go for it./

•loving the feeling that I get from these feelings caught open handedly like a receiver wide open./

•hopeless, romantic hoping this opens this side of Pandora's box that we all long for./

•but if not, Oh lord,father forgive me for I am about to curse this motherfucker out four ways from Sunday for the time spent./

•see there's where the questions come like, what if she stops returning my calls?/ what if she happens to become interested in another and for that other is who she wishes to fall,/

•what if I stop making her feel that way that she felt when we think back to that day that we first met and seeks that at best in another?/

•Then she becomes that heartless motherfucker simply because it's a lot easier to point the finger./

•but I'm like, lookah here nigga./ what if she stopped returning those calls because she grew tired of being the one to call first?/ what if she decided to seek that attention you willingly gave another./

•what if those things you did to finally get her are the things you didn't do to

keep her because you grew comfortable./

•bruuuuuhhhhh?! Who's fucking side are you on here anyway?/ that's me in conversation with my mindstate./

FASHION TIP OF THE WEEKEND:

FASHION TIP OF THE WEEKEND: So after the huge amount of compliments I decided to post a tutorial.

  Recently I was asked to speak at a meeting of the motivational capacity and I received tons and tons of compliments in regards to the bow tie that I had worn. Those compliments were also accompanied by questions as to who tied or how do you tie your bow tie. Listening to those questions and embracing the compliments, I decided that the first ever weekend fashion tip would be the art of wearing a bow tie. Hope this is as helpful to you as it was to me. Enjoy,impress your lady friends and see you guys next week.

http://youtu.be/NGdO6F470wc

Ode to the thickness

•adjust the lighting so it sits just perfect against your skin./ tracing every inch of a canvas so soft./

•creating a silhouette almost to perfect to believe thinking, This bitch has to be photoshopped./

•each kiss more and more addictive.i call her cocaine lips./ each sway more seductive.i call her mrs.heroine hips./

•society calls her fat.to cushion the blow she refers to her as thick./ I simply see her as beauty. Brito's greatest piece./

• I mean, I love the fact that your jeans struggle to come on./ and between you and I, those stretch marks on the corner of each boob are truly a turn on./

•don't judge me. Most importantly,don't misjudge yourself./ hips,thighs,ass,class and elegance are jewels within themselves./

•so let me adjust my lighting so again,it sits right against your skin./ creating a silhouette almost to perfect to believe it's not a dream again./

•I mean, I love the fact that your jeans struggle to stay up because of your ass and hips./ naturally you are blessed with what society are willing to risk life and financial freedom to get./

•so strike a pose for me mama.wear your beauty well./ strike a pose for me gorgeous. Flaunt those hips. 

•strike a pose for me gorgeous.never let society depreciate your gift./ for you are gorgeously,seductively,beautifully THICK.