For you

If time went by and days continued to pass

And we never had met, could you remember our last?

Or would only the first time continue to strive

Or perhaps it never happened… could it all be a lie?

But if time is true as we know that it is

Would I want for your time and continue to wish

You were in my arms and holding me tight

Only time will tell… will this be the night?

Beauty From Afar

A reflection in a window

A beauty from afar

Approaching quickly

Pulse racing

Closer and closer

And then it happens

Decisions and lust

Between two of us

Thoughts of lips touching

Heartbeats go rushing

I close my eyes and take a breath

And count the steps that u have left

Until u get to me

Twenty, maybe ten

Holding back thoughts of sin

And simply say “hello”

A low and subtle greeting.

Our time begins with a warm embrace

My mind wonders how u taste

Intensity in ur eyes

The firm tight feeling of those thighs

The smooth texture of ur lips

Has my tongue doing flips

Yet I try to keep my cool

To keep from looking like a fool

Casual conversation

Try not to think of how ur place is

Thrusting u against a wall

Sliding deep to give my all

I digress and focus in

The gorgeous tone and glow of skin

Attempting to get my mind to rest

But once again u stand undressed

My tongue touches all ur curves

The feeling touches all ur nerves

Want to lay beside u close

And show u things we haven’t spoke

On the floor or in the bed

Positions play out in my head

Wonder if it’s way to soon

To kiss those lips beneath the moon

To suck ur earlobes or ur toes

Between ur cheeks where no one goes

Fight back arousals I have tamed

And instead just ask ur name.

Sexual Incomprehension

What…

The night start with a kiss

A convergence of lips

Our souls felt a quake

Hours before the room’s shake

My dick made a pulse

And ur walls would start to moisten

Prepared for the fuck

Felt inside both our voices

…the fuck…

Cumming three times

Was the goal held in mind

As I slid deep inside

Ur hips begin to grind

It’s one thing to expect

The sex to be good

But far beyond that

Was the feeling of the wood

Filling up ur space

Just after the taste

The fantasies erased

By the actual pace

Positions…

Of fucking and moving

And fucking and doing

Those things never spoken outloud

Although in a crowd

The minds wander

“I hope he doesn’t mind if I…”

“If we…”

Open our minds and become free

With our sexuality.

…is wrong…

After hours

Our skins will perspire

Yet the fuck continues on

Until the wee bitter hours

Juices and lubes

Figures in the nude

Twisted like pretzels

And thoughts that perplex u

But if I’m freed, then ur freed

To journey inside a world of sexual

Satisfying

Gratifying

Perfect timing

Purifying

Opening ur mind

…with u…

But is it wrong

To fuck like a song

Played all night long

Fourth nut comes along

Yet the night continues on

Within a room

Enjoyed by two

That’s me and u

To make u look me in my eyes

Question and wonder:

“What… the fuck… is wrong… with you?”

Where I'm From (Definition of a poet)

I begin with my roots...
Tried to trace the steps of my origins
Contacted some distant relatives and a few family friends
Then it dawned on me...
My "where I'm from" is undefined
My style and flows cannot be contained within city or state lines
Don't need to rep a state to justify my unique style of rhyme
I am a poet...
I transcend space and time
And live vicariously through my mind
Langston and Maya stirred the fire up deep down in my soul
Poetic sounds of those that passed gave me the words I can't control
Where I'm from is from emotion and pain
From love and life is where I got my game
From freedom of speech and marches led by kings
From breaking boundaries and not being controlled by silly things
Be proud of ur city and ur heritage, it's what u are
But my history and knowledge, u can't trace back that far
Let me speak, rep ur spots, be them high or low
I'm just a poet, simply put. That's really all u need to know.

©2010