HOOD SOILDER

IF

INTIMACY

HOMICIDE

HIS NAME WAS PASSION

CAFFEINE BLISS

Let’s meet for coffee it’s really been awhile since we last held hands or I’ve had a chance to see you smile.
Let’s meet at the local coffee house and please don’t be late, and since I asked you I’ll pay for this date.
You bring your laptop and I’ll bring mine and we’ll share an iced coffee like it’s a glass of wine.
Let’s meet for coffee because it’s your deep intellectual side I have really missed, and it’s been a long time since the last time we’ve kissed.
Let’s sit close together so I can feel your hand caress my thigh, I can’t believe how long it’s been since we’ve done this and I can’t understand why?
Your hand moves up my thigh and underneath my dress and your fingers get a sweet taste of the nectar there, this intimate touch excites me because we are in a crowded room and no one else is aware.
A tiny moan e...

YOU COVER ME

You cover me and keep my flaws and indiscretions hidden from the outside word, in the eyes of anyone looking in I could never do anything wrong.

Sometimes I get down on myself and doubt my abilities and even when I cry no one would ever know because you make me appear strong.

I wonder how you put up with me and then I remember that love holds no record of wrong and it’s always patient and kind.

You cover me when you wrap me in your arms and we share laughter and sometimes we share tears.
When we need to give each other a boost encouragement we are there for each other to chase away all doubts and fears.

You cover me like the waves in the ocean that hide a secret life full of wonder that is just beneath the surface.
No one would know it’s there unless they choose to investigate and find the true meaning of who I am.

I am more than just a mother, or a wife, or even who I app...

HOOD SOILDER

Hood Soldier Tongue tied and twisted you got me stuck on stupid, I didn't sign up for this damn you to hell cupid.

Brain stays on overload with thoughts of you on my mind, Not the soft and tender ones but the really freaky kind.

Let me rip that wife beater from your body and put hickeys on your chest, While you run your fingers through my hair and direct me to do whats next.

Pull my hair a little harder love and get that serious arch in my back, Your skills are amazing and I'm a witness there are no tricks that you lack.

Give it to me roughly because thug passion is what I'm looking for, Lift me up against the wall until my feet can't reach the floor.

Talk while you're inside me and connect with my mental side, Tell me how much you enjoy the wetness of this ride.

Let me claim this wave of ecstasy until I get to the softer side of you, The one that cuddles with me and says I really feel you boo.

You got me checkin' for you ...

SEXUAL WITHDRAWEL

Addiction Cold,clammy, and wet, curled up in the fetal position, you got me looking for you like I'm on a late night mission.

I search for you on the corner spots in desperate need to cop a taste, Baby this Jones is an emergency, there's really no time to waste.

I'm chasing that high I got the first time you took me down, You are addiction at it's finest, I feel like I'm gonna drown.

That you cooked up last had me so far gone on blast That I'm dying for another hit better then the last.

Heart racing, head pounding, my body shivers with need, the feel of you inside me is more potent than speed.

Dry mouth, stomach cramps, can't stop myself from taking this fall, I'm just a hyped up fiend for your love, suffering from sexual withdrawal.....

By Lashann Roberts
Copyright 2013