Twist Of Fate

She... Told me she was getting married
Then preceded to push through my chest and bruise my heart
Tear my whole world apart
And somehow I should have known this is how it would all be resolved
Completely flipped rationality and understanding
And made me question that emotion once again
You know, The one they call love
See our spirits were suppose to fit each other like a glove
And most times they did
You can see that result within our kid
But she often times felt I was stringing her along
So she moved on
Unknown to my expectations
Had my own thoughts of where we were taking these relations
And now I'm sitting on this phone wondering what the fuck just happened to my love.
Told me she was about to wed and
This dudes been all up in her head and
Trying to make me out to be some type of dead beat
But he don't know me
Doesn't even try
Afraid to admit his relationship is a lie
Just a generated, fucked up "oh it's pay back time."
See, she had the last laugh
And now we all suffer
Feeling that marriage is just an escape
To try to get away from the hate and rage
That I planted deep inside with my distorted mind
And now she married
Had another child to carry
And got me wondering the same question she struggled with through our trials together
Damn... Why me?
©KLH 2011

"Truth vs. Lies" an excerpt from The Makings of a Man

Why can’t you just tell me the truth?  Is this not THE most loaded question in the world?  I could argue that for most men it is.  We never mean to lie to those we care about.  But there are times where we put ourselves in situations where we feel like we need to lie to protect those same individuals.  Sounds like a bunch of bullshit don’t it.  I can see that.  The rationale being that we should not have anything to lie about in the first place.

 

I agree with you there.  And trying to explain why it is I have lied in my past is probably going to be a next to impossible sale.  But you’ve at least listened to my opinion thus far and I would hope that you wouldn’t judge my rationale at this juncture.

There does not exist a guy who wants to be “that” guy.  That guy being defined as the one who has permanently scarred your heart and emotions.  The one who you forever discuss with your girlfriend by saying “I’m done with relationships because of so and so,” or “he taught me that men cannot be trusted.”

In our ignorance, the lies usually beget the latter discussions.  But let me make this situational so to shine a little light onto what I mean.  Let’s assume you have been lied to.  (I know it’s a stretch for you ladies to visualize being lied to but humor me lol).  Now to a guy a lie isn’t as bad as it is to a woman.  And if he’s never caught or found out in his lie, than it is merely a passing fad.  Lies could be small i.e., “I just want to get to know you better.”  “Sex isn’t even on my mind, we just met.” Or lies can be huge i.e., “its not my baby.” “I didn’t know she was your friend.” “It wasn’t me.”

Whatever the lie may be, once it’s told, it’s told.  So how do you undo a lie and save face is the conundrum we typically find ourselves in.  And by we I mean me.  Even after the arguments and disagreements, after everything is all said and done, it’s often difficult to come clean of the lies you have told because you don’t want to be that guy.

Usually the woman who is at her wits in says the question beginning this chapter.  She is fed up with the lies, most of which she already knows in her mind anyway, which is yet another misconception I have made in my past.  Women research the answers they seek before they ask, which is really a set up in the first place.

Anyways, the question is asked so that we can come clean of all we have done.  It’s out chance to “be a man and admit to what we have done.”  More often then not, we fail this test of love and end up becoming the guy that we try so desperately to avoid.  In our minds it seems like the right thing to do.  Why would anyone want to throw gasoline on a blaze that is way out of control?  If I have caused you so much pain, why finish you off by lying out the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth?  Does this lessen the pain and emotional damage I have already caused?  Does it allow you to breath a sigh of relief and say, “well at least you finally came clean?”  Or does it make you hate us even more that we had to lie to you in the first place?  Don’t ask me, I am far from an expert in this matter.

Mental Aggression

Visions… flashes…

Memories of ecstasy
Clouding my mentality
Wanting for u, do u still want for me?
Or has our time past, lost in fantasy?
Never have my wish, but couldn’t say goodbye
What was so wrong with giving us a try?
Scared of the outsiders or hiding in a lie?
Your smile, always etched by the clouds in the sky.

An unknown answer to an unasked question…
A coma-like trance without a dream…
A fantasy without fulfillment…
A sexual expression of love without esteem…

Random thoughts… flashes… visions…

Still see the look in ur eyes as we two become one
Still desire to see how they look when u cum
Still fee the pressure of u wrapped around my waist
Still savor the flavor of the very first taste
Still hear the mental sound of u calling my name
Still wonder if u say it out loud just the same
Still wanting to be here to help u get through
Still hoping to hear u call me ur boo

Visions… flashes…

Of fucking and sucking
Kissing and touching
Inside and out
Leaving no doubt
Breathing and sweating
Licking and panting
Naked bodies
Pulsating and trying
Experimenting
Conversating
Lying with me
Things that I see

All in my head.
©KLH 2010

Clouded visions

Can't escape this vision
You have become this mystical being
When I close my eyes you're all I'm seeing
And I want nothing more but to reach and grab hold of your emotions
You've set things in motion that I swore would never exist again ever
And yet
I blink and you're there
Blowing me kisses
Or rubbing your nipples
Or tempting and tormenting the over exaggerated mentality that is my own
Blink blink damn
I find myself wishing my eyelids could be removed
But even if that impossibility were true,
You...
Would find ways to have me bound in a room
Force to stare at you while u
Undress, then dress then undress again
Continuing to force my thoughts to give in
And have their ways
With you and me
Out in a field or lost at sea
And constantly blinking
Awaiting the next cataclysmic
Orgasmic vision
Of u
In the nude
Sweat glistening off ur skin
Tongue rolling across ur lips
Hands caressing the curves of ur own body
Tempting me
As only u know how
Making me want to see u now
So I close my eyes
And give in
Again
The room glows bright from the light of the candles
While we test the boundaries of what we can handle
Positions created
Feelings elated
Holding each other as if we were fated
To be
This we
That I see
When I blink


©KLH 2011

My Imagination

I had a vision...
One filled with beauty and peace
Of purple orchids and white lilies
Laid out as far as my mind can remember...
It's oddly a warm day in December,
And ur beauty...it lit the skies all around.

I held u tightly in my arms
And whispered poetry to ur heart...

We laid together in this majestic field of violet and white contentment...
The smell of fresh orchids enticed our deepest thoughts
And made us question how this moment in time could last until forever?

I placed a lily against you cheek
Massaged ur delicate physique
And hoped this feeling I held inside would always linger

The thought and sight of beautiful flowers
Continued on throughout the hours
Until I awoke from my desirable fantasy...

And now here I sit in silence wondering
How I feel about this flower thing
And know inside that u will always be...


Just my imagination
©KLH 2011

Elementary

Amazing,

Bodily

Curves

Dictate

Erotic

Fucking.

Giving

Harmonizing

Intense

Joy.

Kissing.

Licking.

Moving.

Naked.

Openly

Passionate.

Quantifying

Releases.

Suggesting

Tendencies

Unheard.

Vulnerable

Wetness.

X-rated

Young

Zodiac…

My erotic alphabet.

©KLH 2011

Lost Love

It has been awhile...
Missing ur grace and ur style
Ur feel and ur smile
The rejuvenating energies of ur presence
U have me feenin to let loose
To massage and caress u
But u remain outside of the scope of my reality
Not sure what to do
So I grab a pen and let loose
The free style forms and lyrical melodies I implore
The sounds and innuendos that make others stand up and applaud
But u...
Ur avoiding me
Or perhaps I'm avoiding u
Not sure which direction to face
Or where to lay the blame
But it has got me enraged...

...I need a mic and a stage


© KLH 2010

VICE By India "Yaya" Clark

There is something immortal about your sex

Something chaotic about how you kiss

Your thrusts are welcomed, your ability to make me cum

When you feel like it is amazing, I want to put of bottle of

“fuck you” in my purse and carry it with me,

I’m a-dick-ted to you!

Catastrophic orgasms, you make my soul jump out of me and

Stand watch over my body; protecting it from interference

You make my legs feel like jello, my vagina is bruised by you

Yet, it has taken shape only to curve to your penis, your dick

I will not be politically correct and say your “manhood”

My mind is drunk,

I am high off of your love making, please give me more,

Yes, I will beg for the dick it feels that good

I would get on my knees and spit poetry to the tip of your penis

If it would convince it to follow suit and find its way into me

And pump hard, then soft, speed it up then slow it down

Tell me to sit on your face or spread my legs wider

Take your fingers and play music between my thighs

Fuck me from behind; go deep until you can’t go any further

I want you to make me cum so hard that I start speaking Creole

and my toes do sign language

And so good that I want to call my husband and tell him

I’m leaving him…for you

Tell him to pack his bags and move out so you can move in

Shit I would take this wedding ring off and begin again

Yes, you make me want to say “fuck my vows”

Dam I never knew sex could feel this good

Never knew my body could bend like this

Didn’t know I could cum like this

You found the spot where my G sits

You make tears fall from my eyes

I want to do this every day, every night, every time the wind blows

Damn…how will you tell your brother that you’re fucking his wife?

©India Clark 2011

Limitless

There are no limits when we're together

The physical arousal becomes our pleasure
Oral gratification that makes her stutter
And wonder
"why are u so good at this?"

I guess practice makes perfect...

The taste of her lips on my own makes me stand
Erected as she perfects this, her skills on my man-
Hood discussing the fucking, want to knock on the front doh-
Gettin excited from what they saw through the window...

Changes in positioning
Got u feenin to cum again
So u say it...
"Ur about to make me cum... again"

And I laugh out loud...

Not at ur words but at the thought that occurred then,
"I really hope so, cause thats the reason we're fuckin!"...

Anyways...

Grippin real firm on the cheeks of ur ass
Feelin real good and wanting it to last
So I imply if u mind if I get in from behind

And u oblige...

Face in the pillow, hand on the window
We both feeling high like we've been puffin on endo-
Nesia because I need ya
To sit back a little more, maybe up on ur knees- uhm
As we continue to please ourselves...
On each other...

On top of the covers...

Still going on strong, we should have asked others
If they wanted to join in...
Perhaps there's still time...

Would u like to phone a friend...

Clear my head as I prepare to clear my head
All over this bed
Stroke is getting stronger
And harder
And further inside
Moans are getting louder, we're both enjoying this ride
Of OUR life...
Or at least hoping it ranks high in the top five...

And u cum and I wait
And u go but I stay
Focused on the task at hand
To end this thing where it first began
Orgasms coming strong, we're both hoping there's no end
But it has too...
The sheets are soaked and we're well pass due

So we cum

Together...
We've arrived
At this place
Without limits...
©KLH 2011

Wait by India "Yaya" Clark

Lips…stop moving toward his torso

Lady…stop crying down my inner thighs; stop secreting his name

Body…stop calling him

Stop begging the universe to speed ahead time

so you can make love to him

Yes, you want his body to shiver as he mouths your name

into the ears of dawn

You want his manhood to swell inside of you and make your walls contract

You want to smell his sex

And taste his love

Expose his passion

Satisfy his curiosity

Yes, Yes, Yes

You want him to ingest your sweetness

His fingers to trace your areolas

his hands to massage your rear-end

Skin, begging for his aroma to seep in

Legs, longing to wrap around him, his waist

His shoulders

You want his mouth to suckle your breasts

His fingers to find solace inside of you

You want to feel the tip of his penis

In the back of your throat

Make him growl!

So he will make you sing

*sigh…

But time says the hour has not arrived

And so…we wait…

© 2011 India Clark

It's Complicated by Ms. Kay Elle

You invade my mind

At times I'm not even

Thinking of you

I think of

How you could

Feel

Not only in me

But around me

What will I say

How do you smell

Can you touch me

Here

As good as I

touch myself

When I think of

You

Kissing me

Here

Damn you are

Wonderful

In my mind

And something

Tells me

No

More like

Everything

Convinces

Me

That you will

Surpass

My

Non-Existent

Expectations

But lust

And desire

To allow you

to do

All those

Freaky things

We giggle

About

In our zone

And I sense

You're

Reluctant

To get into me

Because you

Have

Expectations

Which if tampered

With

Can very well

Become

Surpassed

Fulfilled

Pleasures

Unbeknownst

Leaving you

Craving one

Unfamiliar

To your

Ideology

As you

Hunger for

Variety

And I

Am

Every

Woman

Filling your

Appetite

For

Mind

Body

Sex

Leaving us

In a

State of

Affairs

Only

as

Complicated

As

We

Make

It


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IMMA TAKE A SHOWER by Solange "Loofa" Williams

U know what? Imma take a shower

Just to think for bout an hour

About…you

I’ll think about the way you’ve touched me

The way we lust he

Can’t be made better

Can’t be loved better

Cool air trend setter

Makes MY junk wetter

Just…thinkin

You know what? Imma take a shower

I’ll wash my hot spots

You know these spots

My neck, my breast

Feelin down to my…

Toes

Cuz baby nobody but you knows

The way you know

How my body goes

My curves, my lines

How you chill my spine

Cuz when I’m dirty, you’re mine

U know what? Imma take a shower

Let the water drops fall

Ever so slowly

Heat comes from below me

I wish you’d just show me

The key to your dungeon

To keep me from lunge’n

After you

Supply me, I need you

Wanna stroke caress and feed you

The fruit of my loom

Baby we don’t need a room

All we need is…a shower

Turn out that sweet smell from sour

Them water drops gettin louder

They beat on my skin

To my neck from my chin

Down to legs from abdomen

Now at the tops of my shin

You walk in…

U know what? WE gon take a shower

We gon use all that power

We’ve stored inside

Put yours inside my weakness

Suddenly I’m speechless

Man I cant believe dis

If ya’ll can’t see it 

Then peep this…

His hands on my hips

My shoulders dip

His member slips…up

Our bodies movin forward

Closin in like a door would

He’s hard as a door’s wood

I think maybe I should…scream

Hopin this ain’t just a dream

And just as good as it may seem

You’re waiting for me to cream…pie

Cutie pie, I love him

Now it’s flipped I’m above him

On top I push and shove him

I hold it and ride

With his hands on my thighs

Uhhh…you make it so right

Wanna scrub you all night

Cuz we dirty
Guess we better take that shower