tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80867874248411976052024-03-14T01:04:39.543-07:00Most Wanted's Mind StateThe random thoughts from me and those close to me. Ones that have been through and risen from the fire. Some posts will be from personal experiences, feelings, and life in general. Some straight up poetry, spoken word, or sometimes just lines thrown together. Ride with me.Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-85029207082955074362016-01-19T06:07:00.000-08:002016-01-19T06:12:44.199-08:00Tha Hawtness (Part 1 of 3)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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SeXXXy, Butterscotch tone, thick as can be,<o:p></o:p></div>
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what did I do, to deserve this sensual Queen, next to me?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Whatever it is, this chance, I can't miss,<o:p></o:p></div>
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to talk to her body, in code, with a kiss.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Caress slowly, her thighs, <o:p></o:p></div>
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gaze deep, into her eyes.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Pull her close, to my chest,<o:p></o:p></div>
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anxiously awaiting, the rest.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Feeling her legs part slowly, I begin my descent,<o:p></o:p></div>
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to her neck, her breasts, longing for her scent.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Dragging my lips on her skin, </div>
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as I go further down south,<o:p></o:p></div>
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In a heavy breathe, the words, "are you ready?" </div>
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fall out of my mouth.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I pull up on her skirt, and it's just what I need,<o:p></o:p></div>
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no panties to remove, so my tongue shall proceed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kissing softly the lips, as I did the ones up above,<o:p></o:p></div>
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except these lips down here, were dripping with love.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Her hands grip in my locks, and she pulls me in,<o:p></o:p></div>
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she was already aroused, juices soaking my chin.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I reach around her thighs to grab a handful of ass,</div>
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gently squeeze one and smack the other.</div>
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setting her up to come,</div>
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one right after another.</div>
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Licking between the outer lips, cherish her treasure,<o:p></o:p></div>
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extending my tongue, to look up, </div>
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and revel in her pleasure.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Not speaking a word, and continued my meal,<o:p></o:p></div>
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her moaning and purring, for me closed the deal.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Pacify her clitoris, coaxing it out of hiding.</div>
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nibbling, kissing, until its nectar she's providing.</div>
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Her legs start to shiver, her body confessed,<o:p></o:p></div>
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She came for her King. </div>
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With her honey, I've been blessed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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*Drops the mic*<o:p></o:p></div>
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Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-62574599991846888582012-03-06T13:14:00.000-08:002012-03-06T13:14:37.695-08:00Getting Reacquainted<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">It was the way our eyes met. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">That is a moment that I will never forget.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">It was like a stare, a lifelong gaze<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Her smile, wrapped in a beautiful face, had me in a daze.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">As my eyes started to roam along the defined lines <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">She broke the ice with words of engagement<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">It stopped the progression of the sought after view,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Of remaining portions of her body that I wished to examine.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">“Hello”<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">It was the way she said it that aroused my curiosity even more.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Soft, kind of, shy, but with intent to keep eye contact.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">I was frozen in time for what seemed like forever<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">But her lips moving slowly brought my motor skills back.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">It was just a few seconds, but felt like an hour<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">The word “Hi” fell out, in the midst of me regaining power<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">She said it had been too long and she was glad to see me<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">I told her that It was my fault and the night’s pleasure would be because of me.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">The way she walked was like no other<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">She had a sway that melted me like butter <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">But I was far from soft <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Each stride<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Mimicked a glide<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Couldn’t wait to get on that ride<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">To slide<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Inside<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Let me control myself before I bust<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">It is a mutual love filled with a ton of lust<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">She is one of very few<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">With my heart that I trust<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Finally, we are here.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">We enter<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Trade light conversation<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">The way that she touched me left me in an emotional spin<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">I remember saying the last time<br />
“I can’t wait to love you again”<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Gently touching my hands<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Moving up my forearms<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Rubbing my biceps <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Caressing my shoulders<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">I remove my shirt and allow her to place kisses on my flesh<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">All while I admire her curves, top and bottom.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">“I missed you” she says.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">I let out a small moan, letting her know that her very being was enough for me.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Unbuttoning her blouse to expose her plump Breasts<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Unhooking her bra, letting it fall in my lap<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Listening to her release a sigh of anticipation.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">“I missed you so much” she says in a heavier tone<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">“Show me” I say in a daring voice<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">The way her lips felt left me at a loss for words<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Taking my half hard membrane in her hand<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">“this drives me crazy” she says while looking at it<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">I feel myself growing harder without her doing much<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">The anticipation drives me insane and without warning<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">She places her mouth on me.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Kissing on the head<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Licking the shaft <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Up<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Down<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">And up again.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Repeated moans and sighs from yours truly <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Let her know that I loved everything she did to me.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Fully hard now she gags and chokes on one of my best physical assets.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Leaving it drenched in saliva she stands and drops her skirt<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">“Take it” she says while licking her lips.<br />
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<!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">The way she stood there daring me to touch her.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">I slide down to the floor and look directly up at her pussy.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">“Have a seat” I demand<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">As she slowly descends I feel drops of her juices hit my face<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Down she comes placing her lips upon mine<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Blessing my face with moisture that is far from Holy<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">I invade her insides like a thief in the night<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Her thighs squeeze my cheeks tight<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">I reach upward, with my tongue, with all my might.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">DOWN CUMS THE RAIN<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">What I taste taste turns to vision, her love just in sight<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">She streams my name…………….<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">“TYRONE, PLEASE.”<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Her body shaking, quivering, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Hips moving with each thrust<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">I feel, pleasing her, is a mutha fukkin MUST<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">The way she slid down<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Dragging her love lips over my chest.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Down the upper portion of my chest<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Making contact with the tip of her favorite “Piece of me”<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Kissing my neck as she prepares for entry.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">“Are you ready?” She asks<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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To Be Continued<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Most Wanted</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">March 2012</span></div></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-1488200968407372592012-02-24T11:58:00.000-08:002012-02-24T11:58:37.541-08:00My Own Worst Enemy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">In a fight for my life and it’s not about you and me</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">it’s about a state of mind, it’s about having all the ability</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">and knowing you have it but you not rising to the switch</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">am I comfortable in this place</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">why do I torture my own soul by denying the transformation</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">that is on the tip of my nose, literally I can feel it in my soul</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">it’s there waiting on me</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">(Anonymous) are you ready, are you ready to really see</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">Lord I know you cut me this way</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">why do I deep down inside fight your saving grace</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">murder murder I kill my soul, I drown it out</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">through repetition, in the back of my mind</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">I know all rest with a decision, a simple decision</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">but I stay caught up in the mediocrity of life</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">entertaining and dumbing it down</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">I just say to myself I don’t belong in this place</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">why the heck can I not reside in the place I should</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">be Lord I know I am going in circles again</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">what is wrong with me</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">Lord for every stigma and demise that has been spoken over me</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">break those chains so I can be free, its holding me back in a false form of me</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">this I cannot fight, deeply rooted issues of no sense of belonging</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">feeling like there’s no love that is especially for me</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">no love of a mother and father loneliness clouds my heart and my soul deep inside</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">God I don’t know all you have in store for me but the devil has his foot in my chest</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">he got a grave for me, where he can rejoice that a slain soldier never made to a general in the</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">war</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">A liar I know he is cause somehow someway I know he will have to salute me and take a bow</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">I’ve been fighting for so long with minimum elevation, I am my own casualty at this point</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">I paid my dues and desire to watch young soldiers rise not be in the same battle</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">Lord your daughter…..I know you will work this out through the will of me</span></div><div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><br />
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2/24/12</span></div></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-55261416795884336652012-01-19T21:30:00.000-08:002012-01-19T21:30:28.877-08:00How DoYou Want It<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Missionary, on the bed?</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Or bent over, doggie style, while I deliver the head.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Making you cum again and again,</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">until tears of joy is what you shed.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Maybe flat on ya stomach, while I slowly push,</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">inside your treasure, listen to it gush.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Yeah, I like it soaking wet,</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Clean shaved without a trace of bush.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Possibly you on top, me flat on my back.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Up and down, side to side, with my lips on your rack.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Grabing your hips, slappin ya ass</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">to make you pick up the slack.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Could we do it in the kitchen, you in a short ass skirt.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Hear you beg me to choke you, until it hurt.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Grip you up, give it to you</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Look down, lick my lips, as I watch you squirt.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">I could put it in ya mouth and watch you gag, repeatedly.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Remembering how much that you claimed you needed me.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">You so into it yourself that you are cumming with me,</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Doing all the things that you feel will please me.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">We can do it in the shower, hot as hell, steaming.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">kissing on you neck, I feel your nipples beaming.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Bend you slightly, arch your back, and slide on in.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">No ones home baby girl, so continue ya screaming.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Outside, in the rain, on top of my Byke,</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">See if that is something that you really like.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">On the side of the road is where we can set it off</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">I'm for real lil mama, I won't be saying "SIKE"</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">In the car, on the highway, 70 miles an hour.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Look over and watch you play in it, like it has the power. </span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">I reach over, and touch it,</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">and enjoy the "shower"</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Bust in the house, kiss you quick, throw you down on the floor,</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Raise your legs slightly so I can give you more,</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">As long as you want it,</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">I'll provide even when my kneed get sore.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Or maybe you like it up against the wall.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">One leg in my arm to prevent your fall.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">no love making this time,</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Just a fukk session, that's all</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">SO.......Tell me......HOW DO YOU WANT IT?</span> </span><br />
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Without an ounce of shame.<br />
<br />
Touching me here<br />
kissing me there.<br />
driving me crazy<br />
me eyes get lazy<br />
as I pull off the clothes that she's wearing.<br />
<br />
We engage in a kiss<br />
this is the shyt that I miss<br />
<br />
In my mind,<br />
Images of her lips<br />
My hands,<br />
glide over her hips.<br />
She feels,<br />
My member rise<br />
A glow,<br />
emerges from her eyes.<br />
<br />
This time it is real,<br />
her moisture I feel,<br />
the wet spot in her pants<br />
I loose control of my hands<br />
this is all in the deal.<br />
<br />
Finally the time has come<br />
to make her pussy CUM<br />
Bending her over, slowly penetrate<br />
Be the man she wants that dominates<br />
Listen to her moan, steady beats, like a drum.<br />
<br />
In with all good intentions,<br />
feel her treasure build in tension.<br />
Spread her cheeks like the red sea,<br />
she sprays her juices all over me.<br />
And not once </span></span></span><br />
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: black; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">was my name </span></span><br />
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: black; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">even mentioned.</span></span></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-92174195700522710272011-11-02T17:24:00.000-07:002011-11-02T17:24:03.381-07:00The Countdown or Count Up<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">10 - The number of kisses slowly placed on your face and neck as I quietly leave you to your space. As I leave and close the door behind me, I blow a kiss through the door and hope it lands softly on your lips.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">9 - pm. The time when I looked up and noticed you were sound asleep in my arms. I rise slowly, ensuring your rest is not broken.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">8 - Long, slow, deep strokes it took for me after I realized my explosion cumming near. Telling you it was time, you begged for it inside.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">7 - Times you released and shared your love with me. Telling me each time that it was coming harder than the last.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">6 - Positions we engaged in, you pressed against the wall with your legs in my arms, I put you down so you can ride me, I push you back and give it to you missionary, turn you to the side with on leg in the air, continue the turn with you flat on your stomach, then you raise your hips with your ass in the air and face in the bed</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">5 - Minutes it took before my lips met yours. Steady undressing each other, touching each other, yet you have a 2nd set, yeah I went down to meet the others.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">4 - Deep breaths I took as I admired you in all your beauty. Walking in and inhaling your very scent awakens the animal inside me.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">3 - Knocks I placed on the door. Just as I was about to leave, you slowly opened it, dressed in red lace.</span><br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">2 - The times i had to read the sextext you sent to tell me what you wanted and needed</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">1- The chance you gave me to do your body right. To soothe you mentally and physically</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;">Most Wanted</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;">Pgh.,PA</span></span></div></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-6455895194333560712011-10-07T20:50:00.000-07:002011-10-07T20:50:02.188-07:00Vision of an Epic Encounter<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">As he sits there, stared at, talked about, asked about, patiently waiting. A conversation is throw his way every now and then just to make sure he is still coherent. They walk past, teasing, flirting, sometimes challenging his purpose for being there. He doesn't byte nor take the bait, but he continues to wait, patiently, observant of the surroundings and content of each. Without warning, and <span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">almost unnoticed, she walks in. Not missing a beat, confidence in it's finest form, deliberate strides shows her intention, she arrives directly in front of him, and extends her left hand. He takes her hand, stands, looks her directly in her eyes while raising her hand to his lips. Without saying a word, he gently kisses her ring finger in acceptance that he has been chosen. They both walk out as all eyes gravitate in their direction and whispers fill the room with regard to the action that took place. </span></span></span><br />
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she lead me to the room, at her beautiful body I stared.<br />
With every stride that she takes a jiggle meets a bounce,<br />
i think she needs to get this dick, every single ounce.<br />
She sits on the bed and pulls me to her,<br />
starts to lick on me, kiss on me, my thoughts start to stir.<br />
Standing there, knees weak as hell<br />
she take me in her mouth, cause my manhood to swell.<br />
Slowly back she draws, and forward she goes,<br />
in a futile attempt to touch my stomach with her nose.<br />
With one hand she caresses her own treasure box,<br />
my head goes back as I grab my own locks.<br />
I feel the back of her throat, each time before a slight gag,<br />
but she is a soldier with me, she sports the "Most Wanted" dog tag.<br />
I hear her getting off while she brings the X-rated, top notch head,<br />
she pulls off, lays back, and invites me to the bed.<br />
Dick wet, dick hard, dick throbbing, she sees,<br />
Pussy soaked, pussy ready, pussy there, just for me.<br />
In reverse order I kiss the lips below, up to her stomach, then breast,<br />
she squirms in anticipation, grabs my shoulders, whispers "you do the rest"<br />
I look her in the eye, slowly lick her lips,<br />
take one hand and with the tip of my dick, tease the clit.<br />
She lets out another round of "love", i feel it flow,<br />
that is the signal, I should already know.<br />
With legs raised high, the insertion complete,<br />
I give meaningful strokes, some halfway, some real deep.<br />
I can feel her body talk that shyt to mine,<br />
Like we were meant to do this from the beginning of time.<br />
I put her legs on my arms and stiffen my legs straight,<br />
Now I attack that pussy like a wild animal attacks bait.<br />
Long, full, penetrating, demanding, punishing blows,<br />
with everyone given, her words let me know.<br />
As she begins to cum, the splashing of her juices excite me,<br />
she lets out back to back rounds of fluid, I look down just to see.<br />
My time has come, I feel the pressure point has been achieved,<br />
I get up, move back, and sits up for it to be received.<br />
Just as she grab the shaft and opens her mouth,<br />
the precum leaks out, she knows what Im about.<br />
She sucks on it gently and takes every last drop,<br />
I look in her eyes, wondering if I will ever stop.</span><br />
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what did I, do to deserve her, a Queen, next to me?<br />
Whatever it is, this chance, I can't miss,<br />
to talk, to her body, in code, with a kiss.<br />
Caress slowly, her thighs,<br />
looking deep, in her eyes.<br />
Pull her close, to my chest,<br />
anxiously awaiting , the rest.<br />
Feel her legs open slowly, I begin my descent,<br />
to her neck, her breasts, I now pick up her scent.<br />
Continuous kisses, as I go, further down south,<br />
the words, "are you ready" fall out of my mouth.<br />
I pull up on her skirt, and it's just what I need,<br />
no panties to remove, so my tongue shall proceed.<br />
Kissin softly the lips, as I did the ones up above,<br />
except these lips down here, were dripping with love.<br />
Her hands grip in my locks, and she pulls me in,<br />
like she knew what i could do, juices wetting my chin.<br />
Licking between the outer lips, up slow to the clit,<br />
extending my tongue, to look up, and talk shyt.<br />
But I didn't speak a word, and continued my meal,<br />
her moaning and purring for me closed the deal.<br />
Her legs start to shake, and her body began it quiver,<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;">MOST WANTED</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;">Pgh, PA </span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;">9/26/2011</span></span></div></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-13675150325222842532010-12-29T14:50:00.000-08:002010-12-29T14:50:57.388-08:002 Sides to the Story - Freedm / Most Wanted<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
<div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966; font-size: large;">(Freedm)</span></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Day and night..thoughts run through my mind<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"> <div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">and often I lose track of the time, lost...gone<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">on the thought of you, crane my neck just to get a view<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">reading your motions waiting for a cue, I guess you could say<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">I got a crush....<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">I wonder if I would be out of line if I copied the<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">thoughts written on my mind to paper and delivered<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">them to you ....naw....that still wouldn’t communicate my view<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Maybe you’ll see it in my eyes, perhaps you’ll translate my sighs<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Decode my gestures, where the truth lies, I guess you could say<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">I got a crush....<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">I say your name just to feel it play on my lips<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">and you become a melody so I sway my hips<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">bat my lashes and groove to the imaginary bliss<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">close my eyes real tight and make my wish<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">stand in a mirror and practice my pitch<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">If chance was granted, I’d do it just like this<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Let my heart be the courage, hit or miss? I guess you could say<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">I got a crush....<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">I begin to write the script then hit delete<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">thinking the unthinkable is too much of a risk<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">because what if.....lyrics fail me, and you can’t catch the drift<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Scared, Encouraged, Scared, Encouraged, welcomed or dissed<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Bless me over twice I’m feeling this, I guess you could say<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">I got a crush....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">(Most Wanted)</span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Excuse me, yes you, up front, in that chair.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">What did you do different? I really dig your hair.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">That’s what I think often, in hope for a stare.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">But does she even notice me or know that I’m here?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Day after day, I think as I pass,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">I wonder how she’s doing in her 2<sup>nd</sup> period class.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">And while my friends see me nervous,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">I hope they don’t put me on blast.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Thinking of her, my school work suffers, a lot.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Not even knowing my mind and heart is what she’s got.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Wondering, wishing, and praying for a shot<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">But I waste them everyday,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">As she walks past me in the parking lot.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">It has to be soon, and I have to choose whether,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">To something that’s tougher than leather.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Or something real smooth, in the right type of weather.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Or should it be softer,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Like a baby bird feather?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">OMG, here she comes.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Is this some kind of joke?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">I close my eyes then open them to make sure that I’m woke.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">My heart beats fast as she makes an approach.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Is this my chance?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Damn, I need a speech coach.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">This is it, it’s my chance.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">The thoughts in my head dance,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Of a possible romance.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">But as I adjust my stance,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Right by me she pranced.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Well……it must not be me,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: red; line-height: 18pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Because I didn’t even get a glance.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><br />
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</o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">(Freedm)</span></span> </span></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Shyness possess her, as she notices him too,</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">wait for it...damn he didn’t get my cue.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Open your eyes brotha, can’t u see my focus is on you?</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Tomorrow I’ll do it, I’ll take the lead,</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">step to his ass, and whisper what he couldn’t even believe</span><span class="textexposedshow">.</span><br />
</span><span class="textexposedshow"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Make my presence known and satisfy both our needs.....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red; text-align: center;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">(Most Wanted)</span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="color: red;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">What just happened? Did she just say “Hi”?</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">And what this in my tummy, a big ass butterfly?</span></span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">She did the unthinkable, she spoke to me first.</span></span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">Now’s not the time for some verse I rehearsed.</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I can feel her breathe as she softly speaks to me, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">in my ear, it’s her number, this I can’t believe.</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">She’s what beauty is in my thoughts and my dreams.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I finally got what I wanted, yup, that’s what it seems.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">(Freedm)</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">So yep, I did it, I swallowed my pride, swayed my hips just a little, and started simply with, Hi! He was surprised, I could see it in his eyes, then he spoke from his heart, no rehearsed lines. Will he remember the digits, I wondered and sighed, let’s see if he calls and where he intentions reside. A smile on my lips as I wait for his reply. So proud of myself for pushing shyness aside. It’ll start with a crush, then build it up to a kiss, sit back and relax and let me ride this bliss.....<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red; text-align: center;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">(Most Wanted)</span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="color: red;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">It has been an hour and I am scared to call.</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">Wondering to myself like I do in the halls.</span></span><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">Let me dial these numbers that I have burned in my brain.</span></span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">It just feels so right, like a light summer’s rain.</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I’m really glad that it’s over, the silence I heard,</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">But come to think about it, I still haven’t said a word.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">Now I am really nervous, my thoughts start to swirl, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I wonder with these nerves, if I will sound like a girl?</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">So I make the 2<sup>nd</sup> move, and pick up the phone, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I dial the numbers and hope that she’s home.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">It’s her voice that answers and I get all shook up, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">the damn answering machine, just my f’ing luck.</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I need to stressing, I’m sure she will be in touch.</span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966; font-size: large;">(Freedm)</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">OMG, he called! And I wasn’t here, I waited all day. Kept my phone near. But as soon as I shower, he decides to call, now I gotta ring him back and my nerves are raw. BREATH...take my time, if I’m afraid to reach out, I’ll never claim what’</span></span></span><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">s mines. I listen to his message over and over again, umm umm umm, it’s something about this man. I’m calling back, no gain if no risk, I softly speak into the phone and I tell him just like this, “Hey baby, it’s Freedom, your call I’m sorry I missed, but I’m available to you now, if you get my drift”........</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red; text-align: center;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">(Most Wanted)</span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="color: red;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">In the middle of cooking I hear the phone ring, </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">and ring and ring, I have to find that damn thing.</span></span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">I answer in haste, I don’t have time to waste, </span></span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">for my dinner is cooking, and I need to keep pace.</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">It’s her voice on the phone and in my tracks I do freeze, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">help me keep my composure Dear LORD, I ask of YOU please.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">She sounds so sweet, and pleasant, and pure.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">The LORD must have heard me, for it’s her voice that’s the cure.</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">Just like when she whispered her name in my ear, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">my nerves were ok, my heart had no fear.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">We talked and laughed and joke for some time.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I had her attention and she had all mine.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">But something was different, something was not right.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">Outside of my window were loud noises and flashing lights.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">Maybe some bums were drinking and started to fight.</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">So I ask her to hold as I prepare to explore, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">just as I stand they bust down my door,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red;"> </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">and just like a nigga, I dove to the floor.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">They ask are you OK? I say yes, then I look.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">They say well your Kitchen is on fire, do you know how to cook?</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">After all the excitement and unexpected activity, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I hope she’s still interested as I don’t really seem too witty.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">How could I let this happen on our first call?</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I burned up my kitchen, and she heard it all.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="textexposedshow" style="color: red;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966; font-size: large;">(Freedm)</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Arial;">What the hell, as I hold the phone, we were vibing so good, he damn near burned up his home. Damn, there goes dinner he says in my ear, not really I said, I live quite near. I got your back, have no fear, let me cook for u tonight, show off</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></span><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="font-family: Arial;">my skills. I start clanging and clapping pots on the stove, I’m feeling him too much, gotta keep this vibe on a roll. Come on over sweetheart, and let’s break bread, let me enjoy your smile and get in your head. I wanna know your everything, what do you like, let’s groove off the moment long into the night. Lyrical dancing, mental kiss, good lawd help me, I’ve never felt like this. We laugh and converse over meat and potatoes, I watched how he ate, anticipating those lips much later. But first let me get caught up in the man on display, don’t know where this is going, but grateful for the bond we have made....<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red; text-align: center;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">(Most Wanted)</span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="color: red;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">As the weeks went by, I begin to feel like a winner.</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">I can’t help to think back on when I burned up my dinner.</span></span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">That night was so hectic, but she was a great host.</span></span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">In my soul I can feel that she is different than most.</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red;"> </span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">We connect and vibe and its all in stride, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I let it all go and went along for the ride.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">My feelings are starting to grow inside.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">She is all that and more and in her, I confide.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I share more with her than I have in the past, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">and she doesn’t judge me or make feel outclassed, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">by the dudes that have more, can give more, and do more.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">She simply accepts me for me, right down to my core.</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">She’s not bad either, very pleasing to the eyes, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">and her demeanor is pleasant, not some bullshyt disguise.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">Her body is so soft, her skin is so smooth,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red;"> </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">but I will take my time before making a move.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I don’t want to fukk it up, this groove that we are in.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">To mess this thing up would be the 8<sup>th</sup> deadly sin.</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red;"> </span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">She does all that I need, and for me, she is good.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">An all purpose woman that has roots in the hood.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">From all that I’ve learned she has come a long way, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">maybe it’s time to tell her, show her,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red;"> </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">that if she wants, I will be her MAN everyday.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="textexposedshow" style="color: red;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966; font-size: large;">(Freedm)</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Time goes on and this feels like a fairy tale fable, we spend time everyday but still we have no label, should I make the first step, lay my cards on the table?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span">But what if I step up, way too soon, what if my feelings are too much for him t</span><span class="textexposedshow">o consume. Will we go too far, unable to resume?</span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow">I embrace who he is, who he has been, it’s him that I run too, his shoulder is always on lend. I value this man, on him I depend.</span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow">Smile for me baby, he says everyday, and when the world is too much, I’ll show you the way. How can I not fall deeper within, he is my rock, my alpha, my omega, my very best friend. Do you know, for no reason, he just holds my hand, while he is steadfast, the others just ran. I stare at this chocolate essence, and I take it all in, I don't want to rush but I’m ready to commit voluntary sin. Make me confess with my mouth the feelings I possess, let me trust in your heart and I’ll handle the rest.</span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow">So that we don’t make any mistakes, come pray with me King, just to be safe. Dear Lord I ask of you to bless what we have, keep our hearts open and have the power to last. Let us walk in your blessings and not move too fast.</span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow">Amen is the seal, as we proceed ahead, though lust is dwelling, it’s with love that we’re led....<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;">(Most Wanted)</span></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="color: red;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">On the night that we prayed, the bond was solidified in my heart.</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">This is where she and I end, and where WE will start.</span></span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">No other woman has made me feel so secure, </span></span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">so trusting, so good, I know this love will endure.</span></span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: red;">All the ups and the downs tha</span></span><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">t will surely come our way, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">With the LORD on our side we can survive any day.</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">”Hey baby.” I say, in a confident voice, “I would like for you to be mine. I hope that I am your choice.”</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">”No need to answer or respond to it now.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">Just know, yes or no, I’m still a friend if you will allow.”</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">And with those words she said nothing, but had a slight grin.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">As if she was answering me from deep down within.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I never had such a feeling, such a rush of emotion.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">My body was filled with the rarest of Love Potion.</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">She parted her lips, but before she could speak, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I placed my lips on her forehead, then her lips, then her cheek.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I told her before she said anything,</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">”Let me prove my intentions, and offer you this here ring.”</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">”You are everything I wished for, dreamed of, and more.</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red;"> </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">And even though we are not perfect, it is you I ADORE.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">It’s the person I am when I am with you,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red;"> </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">that makes realize, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">this is what I need, want, and should do.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I am willing to spend the rest of the days of my life, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">with you by my side as Mrs. Allen, My wife.”</span></span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I took a huge risk by taking it there, </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">but she is the shyt to me and all that is dear.</span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">I left that night with a feeling of bliss,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red;"> </span></span><br />
<span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: red;">that was also the night of our very first kiss.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">(Freedm)</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Well..I stared at the ring, and the tears begin to flow, cleansing and praising at how our love unfolds. Can you even believe we are the same, the shy people who were afraid to even utter our names. My strength grew in you, your confidence </span></span><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="font-family: Arial;">in me, we together birthed the honored title of “WE”.</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow">I looked in his eyes and I seen myself, if I value him, then surely I recognize my own wealth. So while I was lucky, he was too. I leaned in real close and said , “I’m giving all of me to you”. Can’t wait to stand before God, and gladly say “I do”.</span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow">I took his hand and placed it on my heart, do you feel that, Alpha? It beats for Ty, it’s focused on our future and where our joint path entwines. He never said a word, he just begin to cry.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow">Exactly one year to the day we met, we stood at the altar with no regrets. He’d kept me wholesome, never involving fornication, though there was many nights of heated temptation. “No My Love, I’m nothing like the rest, you are my Eve, you deserve the best, acting on pure lust would just diminish this to sex”.” When I take you, it will be pleasing in God’s eyes, he will bless our loving making and the angels will sing with our sighs”.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
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</span><span class="textexposedshow"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">So while we stood before The Lord, swearing what’s true, he not only took care of his salvation, he was the protector over mines too. “Yes” I said boldly when they asked. I will be his wife, his lover, his loyal friend, his peace, his beginning and his end. ~~</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="textexposedshow"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"><br />
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</span></span></span></div></span>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-87161906122691672892010-11-29T08:42:00.000-08:002010-11-29T08:42:46.802-08:00Sacrificial MeSacrificial me, love me unconditionally<br />
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Make me feel wanted, tell me you need me<br />
Oh how I give you all these things because <br />
This is what I believe love should be<br />
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See me, see me I'm over here<br />
Rescue me take this emptiness away,<br />
The agony of it,<br />
How I want your love,<br />
The tears I cry at night you wonder and ask why<br />
I've told you in more than one way, I've shown you <br />
I am convinced that we don’t share the same love<br />
The bond I thought we had; was it a figment of my imagination<br />
The life I dreamed of us having were only my dreams,<br />
How selfish of me to not invite you in and assume we had a deep longing love<br />
How selfish of me to assume we would build together<br />
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Sacrificial me giving my all to receive the crumbs of your love, <br />
How you remain unavailable, with limited love<br />
How you tell me to focus on me I guess that was the key the point that I missed! <br />
Sacrificial me<br />
The trail I followed maybe a kiss, maybe a occasional I love you<br />
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Sacrificial me, oh how I put myself on the alter to be there for another,<br />
I lay their awaiting your next move, anticipating the next high of you<br />
Why can I not pick myself up, this is not the love I want<br />
Sacrificial me, all to save you<br />
I hurt silently, wondering how the lack of love for me is always manifested in the men I find<br />
Who don’t, cant, wont or maybe just don’t understand how to love me<br />
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Sacrificial me doesn’t require much just to feel wanted,<br />
Will I find love in me, is the love of God the only love I need<br />
This cant be true when love is his greatest commandment<br />
Why does pain beget pain,<br />
Why do we put ourselves up for play, grabs or to be someone's pastime<br />
When will I find someone who wants to share life<br />
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Sacrificial me!<br />
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<div align="right"><span style="font-size: large;">Anonymous</span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-size: large;">2010</span></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-59198760524932080162010-11-18T15:03:00.000-08:002010-11-29T08:34:07.734-08:00Please Free My -<ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Mind from the strain</span></span></li>
</ul>The everyday pressure of living up to the standards that I have set for myself. Not falling into the trap of the "easy" life. Striving, no matter how hard it gets, to be better at something that needed improvement the day before. Striking the careful balance of being a caring, fun parent but then a disciplinarian when the time calls for it. Not letting down the very few friends that I have when they need me the most. Knowing, but doing nothing about, some situations that are dead ass wrong but do not concern me in the least. To let the everyday politics of the workplace roll off my back like beads of water on an oily surface. Please free my mind from the strain.<br />
<div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Heart from the pain</span></span></li>
</ul>Caring for those that don't seem to care for themselves. The heart holding on to "Potential and Promise" instead of believing the "Tried and True". Seeing the carnage and destruction come to fruition from the damned acts of the past (reaping the horrible harvest from the bad seeds that were sown). Seeing loved ones that have given there all, struggle with everyday life and not being in a position to give them a better way to cope. </div><div><br />
</div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Soul from the drain</span></span></li>
</ul>This life is taking the very essence of my spirit, the things/people that make me happy is all that keeps me going. (Thank you Angelique and Tyrone Jr.). Watching people cheat, watching the lack of respect for another's relationship, the intentional disrespect of relationships that they themselves are in, the fact that people now marry for all reasons other than that in which it was meant for (LOVE). Seeing people recite a book or movie, word for word, but can't tell one BOOK in the Good Book. Really? </div><div><br />
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</div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Thoughts from the cage</span></span></li>
</ul>Thinking that I am not fit to be a King. That my Throne is threatened by my past actions. I will not be seen as a leader in my own home much less my community that needs me and others like me, that have truly learned from past mistakes, more than ever. That the words I say mean nothing to those younger than myself because I am not "Ballin" or "Makin it rain". That I can't encourage our women and let them know that it was the women that helped me become a better man and that they can and should do the same for other men. That it is ok to be ok. That we are making it day to day and it is ok. NO. FREE MY FUKKIN MIND.</div><div><br />
</div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Body from the age</span></span></li>
</ul>From putting in the unhealthy substances that are accelerating my own personal aging process. From taking the "Quick fix" drugs that we are lead to believe is helping us. From trusting Doctors that say, "There is no other option" instead of getting 2nd and 3rd opinions. From the consumption of alcohol in a way that deteriorates our liver and other internal organs. From the mental poison that is fed from all angles that slowly kill us from the inside out. (Kill the mind and the body will follow)</div><div><br />
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</div><div>I am a King. I am the most feared species on the face of the planet. I am one of many that will take my rightful place. I will not leave others behind. While I rise, I will uplift others as well. </div><div><br />
</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>FREE MY MIND, HEART, SOUL, & BODY</b></span></div><div><br />
</div><div><div style="text-align: right;">MOST WANTED</div><div style="text-align: right;">August 1997/2010</div></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-65805393869545545632010-10-24T18:56:00.000-07:002010-10-24T18:56:30.210-07:00Could It Be<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"> Could It Be?</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I felt your presence as soon as you entered the room</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">It sparked a quickening in my spirit</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I didn’t see you; But I felt you & I knew you were here for me</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">For a moment I felt as if my soul left my body & went on a search to find you in the crowded room</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I sat there, breathless awaiting its return</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">But when my soul returns, I still have no breath, for alone it left and alone it came back</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Where Are You?</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I know you’re still here. I still feel your presence</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Then in an instant just when I am about to faint from loss of breath, </span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I feel your hands on the small of my back as you help me to regain my balance</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Butterflies increase inside of me and my body warms all over from your touch</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Could it be? Is this the moment I’ve waited for all my life?</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">As I spin around to meet you face to face the room spins at an even faster pace</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Slowly----Slowly----Slow-ly</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Time seems to stand still at that very moment when I laid eyes on you</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">My body calms & becomes more relaxed for I can feel that </span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">“Yes this is finally it”</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Your voice is like a sweet melody to my ears “I think you have something that belongs to me” I hear you say</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">But I don’t understand, </span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I’ve never even seen you before how could I possibly have something that belongs to you?</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">“Well, you have my rib” you said, “See in the beginning of time God said you were mine;</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Created for me & my helpmate to be; From the rib that He took from me, See, He created thee</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">& I’ve come to claim what’s mine ‘cause you complete me.”</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Wow!! Is all that I could say & once again you have taken my breath away</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Too bad you’re not here to stay because as I awake from this dream, you quickly fade away….</span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Mz</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">. Midnite</span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Pittsburgh, PA</span></div></span></span>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-67157032200729487562010-10-09T19:00:00.001-07:002010-10-09T19:00:00.644-07:00Get your Fukkin Mind Right (To the men)Now for the dudes. If the shoe doesn't fit, don't get offended.<br />
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Some of you "men" are out here trying to treat these women like they are nothing or of no importance. News Flash assholes, it was a woman that gave birth to your fukkin ass. What makes you think that you have what it takes to come at a woman, A REAL woman with some lame ass lines. especially when you are already in a marriage or relationship? What happen to the respect? What happened to the role that, we as men, should be in? Why is it that some of yall choose to go after the weaker minded women as targets? A real man with some pride would target these types of women and try and help them realize their worth, not use them as fukkin floozies. But I guess that has to be expected from the weak minded men, the ones that can't live up to the responsibilities that were given to us by GOD and enforced by REAL women. You mutha fukkas are the same ones that don't even attempt to raise your fukkin kids either. I guess we shouldn't expect some of yall to be fathers when you have no fukkin clue how to be men. But yall will try and act a fool when someone puts their little asses in line. And quit abusing women. What type of Real man puts his hands on a woman in an abusive manner. I will tell you, a Coward. But will be the 1st one to run when a real man has a problem with you. How about this, be a fukkin man 1st, then work on the other shyt. You wanna be treated like a King, take on the responsibility of one. Prove yourself as worthy to a REAL Queen. Be a father to your kids, if you have any. Don't be a man among men, be a Man to a Woman. If you don't know what I mean by that, ask a real woman. There are plenty of them that read my shyt. Ask them in my comment field.Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-69817185976590212582010-10-09T19:00:00.000-07:002010-10-09T19:00:00.385-07:00Get your Fukkin Mind Right (To the women)Ok. So this isn't in ant type of format so I will just let it flow.<br />
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What the fukk is wrong with some of the women these days. How is it that you can allow yourselves to come second or third on someone's priority list after anyone except children? I know its not that bad out here where you need to lower your worth to accommodate some "man" that has either a wife, a woman, or whatever. I also understand that there are not a ton of decent men, less good men, and even less great men out here but come the fukk on. These raggedy as dudes come at some of yall with weak ass game that you fall for, but the thing that eats me alive is that some of these weak ass cats come at some of yall and tell you they have a woman and some of yall roll with the shyt. What is the attraction? Where is your fukkin morals as a woman? What if it was your husband, or man that was doing that shyt to you? And all I here from the women that are the "side" pieces is, "He's a good person" (I highly doubt that if he is sneakin around with your ass), "We have fun together" (What else would you expect from an actor), "He's a good father figure" (How the fukk would you really know, I think his wife or woman would know that more than you), get the fukk serious. I have yet to hear a good ending to one of these fukkin stories. All I hear is it didn't work, he never left her. Really, ya think. How about he never intended to leave her. Or in the cases where he did leave his woman, he never really treated you like you expected. Wise up women. There is nothing wrong with being alone for a little bit. Take that time to get your shyt together if its not. Take that time to get to know yourself. Take that time and spend it with your kids if you have any or family and real friends if you don't have kids. It's always the same story, we are just friends. What man in a relationship has time for "new" friends or "old" friends like that. These dudes are telling you what they want you to believe. Saying the situation is bad, she ain't shyt, she's crazy, lazy or whatever. If that's the case, why are they still with them? OPEN YOUR FUKKIN EYES. But maybe it's in the way that some women carry themselves. Maybe some dudes can look at some women and can see that they are easy. Maybe I shouldn't wonder what the problem with some of yall women are and I should give Kudos to the women that don't settle for the bullshyt.Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-34791975374245490332010-09-26T08:53:00.000-07:002010-09-26T08:53:40.388-07:00My Birthday Prayer (9-22-10)<span style="color: white; font-size: x-large;">Dear GOD</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">I come to You tonight a strong yet humble man</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">I ask for Your guidance, will You please take my hand?</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">Will You show me the way, to a more centralized life?</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">Will You separate within me, things of value from what’s trife?</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">For I believe that You’re here, but Your name I’ve never spoke,</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">Or came to You in a submissive manner, neither sleep nor when I am woke.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">I’m not a preacher or pastor by no means or any stretch,</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">I only see what is shown in many pictures or someone’s home drawn sketch.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">But I know of your powers, because I see them everyday,</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">In the blessings you provide to the people for which I pray.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">I have come to a place that confuses me in life,</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">I thought I had it all figured out, but my dreams are no longer bright.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">See I have 2 main goals and You know what they are, </span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">But after they are completed, it seems that I’m not going to go far.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">My children are my world, my focus, my drive.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">For when they are both grown, will I need to be alive?</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">I was told, just recently that I revolve around them, and yet again,</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">I ask You, is that their blessing, or is it my sin? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">Its nothing specific that I ask for tonight,</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">I only ask that you please brighten that light.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">Or is that the message itself that You are trying to send?</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">That once they are all grown, my time here must end?</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">That after fulfilling my promise, to be the best dad that I could,</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">That I come home to You, as so many wish that they would?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">Today is my birthday, as if You didn’t know.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">I thank You for another year to watch my 2 children grow</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">I guess in between all those prayers for everyone else,</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">I should have knelt more often to pray for myself.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">But I know that you bless me everyday in disguise,</span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;">It happens every single time you let me open my eyes.</span><br />
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<div align="right"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Most Wanted</span></div><div align="right"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Pittsburgh, PA</span></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-63307330103189163352010-09-23T09:12:00.000-07:002010-09-23T09:12:36.498-07:00She Lives in her Made up Mind<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Made up my mind </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">I choose life more abundantly</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">His word already told me he is under me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Living victory everyday is my test</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">All the other stuff is just space savers</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">to see if you recognize the true test</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">His word said be fruitful and multiply, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">So with my talent and skills em about to fly</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Take off to a place that my ears never heard and eyes never seen</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Don’t wake me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">I’m living my dream</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Made my mind up to domain in the dominion that has been ordained</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">No more distractions that keep me occupied</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">You know the story he tells the biggest lies </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">the lie is has and always will be</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">there are so many issues that you will never walk in the inherited victory. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Make up your mind that you will be free </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Using the power to your uttermost ability</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Go my child run free dream big without fear</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">let no adult convince you that you</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">cant live your fairy tale.</span></div><br />
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<div align="right"><span style="background-color: black; color: red; font-size: large;">Directly from The Queen's Quarters</span> </div><div align="right"><span style="background-color: black; color: red; font-size: large;">Hana Mahmoud</span> </div><div align="right"><span style="background-color: black; color: red; font-size: large;">Queen City, NC</span></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-26196649742855059022010-09-19T16:18:00.000-07:002010-09-19T16:18:57.345-07:00Something NewSit down young gal and let me talk to you<br />
Allow me to introduce to you something new<br />
See in you, I realize, that in your eyes<br />
Your prize lies between your thighs<br />
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Not True!<br />
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See while you chasin' after that feelin'<br />
Lookin' for sexual healin'<br />
In your spare time what you should be doin is kneelin'<br />
Askin' God for a revealin'<br />
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I could see it goin' somethin' like this...<br />
..On my knees at night I pray<br />
Dear Lord, please keep the lust demon away<br />
Save me from this life of sin and help me to begin again<br />
"But he said he loved me and I was all he needed"<br />
And the pain he caused just kept on repeatin'<br />
Over and over this cycle continues<br />
This man and that man, <br />
"Hmmm, maybe I'll take a girl this time from the menu"<br />
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Not True!<br />
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Now I can imagine God replying like this...<br />
...Daughter you are my child whom I cannot deny<br />
So never question my motives or ask me "why?"<br />
The time has come for you to stop livin' the devil's lie<br />
Your life to me is more precious than gold<br />
For you have a story that remains untold<br />
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There is no shame when you walk with me<br />
So take my hand into your destiny<br />
Because only I can make your mess your ministry<br />
Turn your tests into testimonies<br />
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So arise my child, take up your bed and walk<br />
Because I gave you a voice for you to talk<br />
I gave you a tongue so that you can speak<br />
And the gifts I have given YOU make you unique<br />
<br />
See the prize is not between your thighs<br />
But in each and every tear you cried<br />
So tell YOUR story when you speak of me<br />
Cause you never know who, from your story you might set free<br />
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So sit down young gal, may I present something new<br />
Take a look in the mirror and see the NEW YOU!<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">T.W.S. AKA Mz. Midnite</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Pittsburgh, PA</span></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-33062256353747464212010-09-02T07:42:00.000-07:002010-09-02T07:42:34.894-07:00Girl so Lost<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Girl so lost</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Looking for love in all the wrong places</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>so many faces, nameless, shameless we can get it on.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>She has no boundaries. Do you like porn?</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>How do you get down with guys or girls,</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>she replies,</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Oh I will leave that up to you, I'll be surprised</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Push pull whatever way you go em just a girl who aims to please</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Disease, I ain't worried about that but you can strap</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>If you wanna to keep yourself safe</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Me, em just another pretty face</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Girl </strong></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>so lost</strong></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
<strong></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>For $50 you can get the best brain </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>catch her on a bad day she might do it for change</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
<strong></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Lights camera action</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Videos, poles and strobes</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Girl get your shine on</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Have the club on lock</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Anyone of them you can cop</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
<strong></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Girl so lost</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Its all about the benjamins baby maybe we can play</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>a little game you name the price</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>I can drive you insane</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Dang</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Whatever happen to making a dude wait</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Now you giving em brain on the first date</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Girl do you know the what power you possess, I promise </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>you it aint in the size of your breasts</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>I guess you didn’t know we </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>make the world go round' if we had our mind right </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>they would all bow down!</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Hana Mahmoud</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Queen City, NC</strong></span></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-23412841506756941442010-08-19T10:11:00.000-07:002010-08-19T10:11:51.387-07:00I hold onto my weakness<div style="text-align: center;">I hold onto my weakness because it is a part of me.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can’t remember a time it wasn’t there.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can always rely on it because people made the existence of it possible.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You became a part of my life in my mothers womb.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I didn’t really know you all that well, but you were waiting on my arrival</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You have many names and characteristics but most know you by ABANDONMENT. </div><div style="text-align: center;">When all else fails, I invite you in. I believe in you like your supposed to be in my life. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I even push others aside to make room for you; </div><div style="text-align: center;">just to show how much I believe your supposed to be in my life.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why or how can anyone come before you! Like my mom @ birth you are all I’ve known.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah, no one will understand our relationship. </div><div style="text-align: center;">How I am use to you and how you are in my heart when they walk away, </div><div style="text-align: center;">And how I knew you would be there saying, </div><div style="text-align: center;">"I told you they were not real. Why do you need them anyways?"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">You got it you can handle it just pray about it.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Abandonment, I think you know me well, </div><div style="text-align: center;">But I am finding out how you have been in my business, you have made me doubt, have fear and </div><div style="text-align: center;">You must be jealous cause you won’t let no one get close to me.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can’t believe you would tell me that the God I love says I don’t need no one else cause I got you. </div><div style="text-align: center;">What a liar!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You smothered me so no one could get close to me, you made me fell like I needed no one else, </div><div style="text-align: center;">So no one else would want to be with me.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I really despise you for all the years you lied. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I am just simply saying you can no longer reside in me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s time for the truth to free me! This relationship is over, your time is up. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I have out grown you, I must admit you were quite clever. </div><div style="text-align: center;">You managed to always be first but I get the last laugh cause I am letting you go. </div><div style="text-align: center;">That place you use to fill has a new owner, called LOVE!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Author: Hana Mahmoud</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Queen City, NC</span></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-40972550197197180592010-07-18T16:22:00.000-07:002010-07-18T16:22:18.081-07:00Worthless MotivationIt was while I was oh so young. <br />
Listening to kids songs being sung,<br />
That it all really started,<br />
My fatherhood had just begun.<br />
<br />
Hearing you come in late at night, <br />
With that drunk shyt in plain sight. <br />
Cussin and fussin with your dumb ass, <br />
Trying to start a fight. <br />
<br />
So you hit her to keep her "in line", <br />
Too young to know what was on your mind, <br />
But your weak, insecure ass never seen, <br />
That she gave you all of her, all the time. <br />
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Then you left us, packed up, and was out, <br />
But you still figured you had some clout.<br />
So kept coming around the house, <br />
Yellin and screamin, and runnin your dumb ass mouth. <br />
<br />
But there came the turning day, <br />
In the house, you made your way, <br />
You hit my mom repeatedly,<br />
But a word I could not say. <br />
<br />
You turned and looked in my eyes, <br />
The expression I could not disguise,<br />
But your ass knew by the look that I gave, <br />
that the next time your ass would die. <br />
<br />
You stayed away the rest of our child years, <br />
With me, My brother shared all his tears. <br />
And while I hated your weak, bytch ass, <br />
Losing you is what my baby bro feared.<br />
<br />
Its a shame that I already knew, <br />
But the older my baby bro grew, <br />
He would see for himself your false words <br />
And broken promises continued to hold true. <br />
<br />
See you were never really around, <br />
To hear our crys or goofy little sounds. <br />
But it was made up in my mind, <br />
To not let history repeat or be rewound. <br />
<br />
I hate to admit it but its true, <br />
Its all because of you, <br />
I'm the man I am today, <br />
By being the exact opposite of you. <br />
<br />
Its not a hard choice for me, <br />
To raise Angel and little T, <br />
I'm sure you have no clue, <br />
How much they mean to me. <br />
<br />
In closing I will say, <br />
You are worthless in all but one way. <br />
You made me realize when raising mines, <br />
Being their dad is what's best at the end of the day.<br />
<br />
I never stopped the saturation <br />
Of the feelings of hate and aggravation. <br />
But the love I get from Angel and Junior<br />
Will always be what drives me.<br />
Not my father's Worthless Motivation.<br />
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Tyrone D. Allen Sr.Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-89925371871879559272010-07-10T21:00:00.000-07:002010-07-10T21:00:00.413-07:00Queen<div style="text-align: center;">A Queen is proud of herself. She respects herself and others. She is aware of who she is. She neither seeks definition from the person she is with, or does she expect them to read her mind. She is quite capable of articulating her needs. </div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">A Queen is hopeful. She is strong enough to make all her dreams come true. She knows love, therefore she gives love. She recognizes that her love has great value and must be reciprocated. If her love is taken for granted, it soon disappears. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">A Queen has a dash of inspiration, a dabble of endurance. She knows that she will, at times, have to inspire others to reach the potential God gave them. A Queen knows her past, understands her present and moves toward the future. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">A Queen knows the Creative Energy. She knows that with this the world is her playground, but without she will just be played. A Queen does not live in fear of the future because of her past. Instead, she understands that her life experiences are merely lessons, meant to bring her closer to self knowledge and unconditional self love.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Queen, you are all that and more.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">With all my love, Your King.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-88250835347001134152010-07-07T11:49:00.000-07:002010-07-07T11:51:21.065-07:00Discretion, Transgression, ProgressionYou wonder why you are not happy. You say that you will never be happy. I always wondered why you thought like that. Well over the years, I have seen a pattern that seems to be the reason why. I hope that if you read this that you take it for what its worth and not a slap in the face. <br />
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I think you give yourself too freely, too easily, too soon. I know you are an adult and adults can and will do what they want, but you have to realize that the way you carry yourself attracts a certain type of person. You seem to want attention, and you get it. Once you get it, you feel that the things being said to you are genuine, when in fact they are not. I am sure that you notice this but for whatever reason you fail to act in a manner that would deter further lies and deceit. Even when shown and sometimes told that you are not the one, and won’t be the one, you still crave the attention from whoever it is. Give them what they want when they want and continue to settle for less than deserved. Or maybe that is exactly what you do deserve. 2nd in line, 3rd in line or where ever you may fall, seems to be just fine with you. So maybe that is what’s destined for you. Maybe it’s meant for you to be a 2nd tier type of person. I have seen and heard from you the things you have been through with so many different people and all the stories have common themes. You meet, you appear to have so much in common, or they are going to help you in some sort of way, you talk, you go out, you have sex, then all of a sudden there is not that much in common anymore, what they were supposed to help you with never got done, they don’t answer the phone as much or at all anymore, and you are left feeling stupid or used. <br />
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See your decision to continue this type of behavior will continue to bring you the same type of person, just in a different body. You wonder why you are not happy; it’s all in your actions, decision making, and what you settle for. Simply put, if you have no discretion in your transgressions it leads to lack of progression. And that goes for life in general.Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-34973167887592771392010-07-05T19:35:00.000-07:002010-07-05T19:35:00.059-07:00Do I Qualify<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>You ask, do I qualify.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Can I fulfill your needs and become the man you need me to be?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>My sister, have you prepared for what you've asked for?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Can you handle the responsibility?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Can you accept that, by GOD, I am the chosen one, </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>The </em></span><span style="color: red;"><em>authority, the comforter, and the head?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Will you submit and willingly follow my path?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Or will you fight with me instead?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>If I am your King, will you treat me as such?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Will I get the best of your beauty and poise?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Or will I be subjected, to an appearance neglected, and checked with some serious noise?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>When I talk, will you listen? I mean whole heartedly and feel </em></span><span style="color: red;"><em>me? </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Or will you rush me just to make your point too? Can I be the man at all times?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Even when it hurts? Or is it just when it's convenient for you?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Can you love me for me, and not who you wish I could be? Will you see the strong Black Man within? </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Or will you always remind me of the all the past brothers behind me and make me pay for their sins?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>If I don't send you flowers the day your co-worker received </em></span><span style="color: red;"><em>some, </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Will you know that I love you still? </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Or will my good name </em></span><span style="color: red;"><em>be uttered along with those other doggish brothers? </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Will you question if my commitment is real?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Will you be patient and teach me to understand you, </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>And allow m</em></span><span style="color: red;"><em>y knowledge of your needs to grow? </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Will you confide in me out </em></span><span style="color: red;"><em>when I ask, "Baby what's wrong?" </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Or will you respond with, </em></span><span style="color: red;"><em>"Well a REAL man would know!"</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>When we first met, what was it that caught your eye? </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Was it my m</em></span><span style="color: red;"><em>ind, my heart, my personality? Or was it my suit, or my job,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Or do you love what I drive, instead of what's driving me?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Yes I can, and I will, make love to you from midnight to the</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>dawning of the sun. But, if I tell you I'm tired, will you</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>trust I'm sincere or believe that there must be another one?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>My sister, I love you and my heart can be yours. No woman could lead me astray.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>But like you, I have needs, so I beg of you, please, in this love thang meet me half way.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>In life's tough times I'll hold you, in the rough times, I'l </em></span><span style="color: red;"><em>mold you, </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Your simplest wish will be my command. My life is yours if need be. </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Yes you can fully bleed me, and when hell comes, in your place, I'll stand.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>A good relationship is a powerful institution that must be built on a foundation of two.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
<em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>So to answer your question, YES, sister, I do qualify. </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em>Now more importantly.....Do you?</em></span></div>Most Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086787424841197605.post-19838899558526926162010-07-05T11:10:00.000-07:002010-07-05T11:10:48.176-07:00Nu Shyt (The Welcome Entry)I always have shyt on my mind<br />
but i never seem to find<br />
a place to put all that shyt.<br />
A place to really unwind.<br />
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I posted some on FB,<br />
and kept some within me,<br />
But Lex and Turner's asses showed me a spot<br />
that I can let my thoughts run free.<br />
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I am now on this blogspot shyt<br />
ready to share my thoughts and wit.<br />
And at times some poems or spoken word,<br />
that my freinds and I will spit.<br />
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So follow me if you will<br />
my shyt you can and will feel.<br />
within Most Wanted's Mind State<br />
The ONLY way is to keep it Real.<br />
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Most "Mutha Fukkin" Wanted<br />
Always and All WaysMost Wantedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16013743502342027449noreply@blogger.com3