Devoured

Devoured

I plant a devils kiss on each of the markers you view as imperfections.

Please allow me to take my time on you, like child's play with no objections.

Meticulously maneuvering from north to south,

Making sure you know that I'm capable of more than just rhyming words with this mouth.

Let me roam

checking each and every zone

Gently sliding my tongue into every crevice on your body that welcomes me home.

Massage the hips

Kiss the lips

I like when you thrust into me, ensuring that I catch every drip.

This is not a long kiss goodnight,

More so of a good kiss leading to a long night

Wrong or right

who knows, who cares,

Because something that feels this good had to be hand crafted by the man upstairs.

A demon once I go down below,

Setting fire to your nerves as I try to extract your soul.

Beg for mercy.

Can We Just Talk

Those break ups when y’all weren’t really together sting a lot more.

Especially when the love was secret & you can’t publicly mourn. 

Feeling of scorn 

Heart torn

Battered and bruised.

Watching you leave me was not something that I’d never choose,

But you did 

And I hid 

All my emotions inside 

Like a kid

I’m forbid 

To chase you down for a retry.

Read my

Mind,

And let me express how much I miss you.

I love you...

Even tho i shouldn’t, 

And

I know you love me, 

even though people say you couldn’t.

Love is just funny like that.

It can get us into some sh*t if we don’t control it and fight back.

It doesn’t respect wedding rings 

And other things

That we were taught are...

Love Lock Down

Trapped within these walls that I know I could easily break out of....

 If I wanted to,

 But truth is I've found a place of vacation & relaxation within this confinement.

 Always in & out for me.

 Constantly,

 Laughing at people who stay in for long periods of time with a smile on their face.

 Guess it's just hard to understand until you get put in their place,

 Or

 Position.

 Disposition states dismissal,

 And in spite of hearing the guards whistle

 Beckoning me to come out,

 I willingly remain detained as if chained to the wall.

 I Fall,

 To my knees.

 My mind begging me to get up & leave,

 But I’ve always worn my heart on my sleeve,

 & it's tugging me towards the back wall of my cell.

Recess

In elementary school

 Two plus two equals four,

 And….

Four comes before play,

Meaning…

Foreplay is the math game you play in class right before you eat lunch.

 Then you go to recess where the unapologetic motto of “Go hard or take yo soft a** home!” was born.

 So I start by kissing and caressing every curve and crevice on your body like I’m worshipping a goddess.

 Subtract all your clothes and add them to the list of things you will never need to worry about while with me.

 Now let’s multiply the intensity.

 Enjoy the spine tingling sensation of me dividing your legs in two.

 Now scream,

 Like the bell that signifies the end of class and the beginning of lunch….

Perfect gentleman,

 Manners minded,

 Sticky face, clean plate, hands bound behind your b...