Hosiah’s been shot! Sister Marie yelled into the phone. Who, what? I tried to shake myself awake, what happened? Sister Marie could barely speak. Hosiah been shot. He was coming home from the boys club. Immediately my mind flashed to the self
I SAID YES💍 CHAPTER 1 Growing up …… I can remember my grandma saying “Lena Find you a man that LOVE, PROTECT,and take CARE of you and ur Churn” ….. She always said the golden 🔑 to Life is to.. NEVER HAVE
I have No Field of Lilies Only Cotton Flowers that Bloom When I dance Nurtured and watered by By Bloody Fingers that drip from being pricked Twirl Spin and Fly High Gravity is my Sky For I am unable to be
GO AHEAD & JUDGE ME THEN CONTINUE TO PRAY FOR MY BONDAGE FREE RECOVERY I’m GOING THROUGH SPIRITUAL CHANGES CAN’T YOU SEE? OR ARE YOU LOOKING FOR THE DEAD GIRL I USE TO BE? WHEN SATAN USE TO STRUT ALONG SIDE ME
With so much stress, she violently grinded my lips and tongue. Just before her pussy erupted she said, “open up your fucking mouth.” Submissively, I did. Then looking down at me through squinted eyes, she held my head and bit her bottom
The first time I met this entity I was Caught off Guard Lonely, Desperate and Indeed in need of what you all may call LOVE She Greeted me with a Grinful Salutation this morning while standing behind at my vanity Then she
W I P Appeal Poetry On the Up rise No Surprise You whispered words in the night That made my nature arise A haunting Metaphorical Smith of words you be Doing it to my earhole Stroking words that went it deeply
The year I turned eight, I waited for my deceased friend, Monica, to return from the dead to play a game of tetherball with me. I wanted to meet with her under the streetlight outside our homes, like we used to when
I was created for you And I abandoned you when we jumped Ship. You have always protected me at Home but since we have been in the Home of a Stranger I left you alone to fend on your own… because
Black Bubbles Lathering Clouds Surrounding us In you I trust You never Rush You await until My tide comes in Hot Soapy Black Bubble Love washes away all my Stress And All My TRouble As I lay Back Upon His Chest
Awakened by the sun breaking against hardwood floors to chase the shadows away that permits cinematic dreams to play without interruption I search for shelter beneath pillows and between sheets But the sky continues to call me Seventy-five degrees with barely a
Its 2 hours past the mid of night that hour where time’s hands aren’t the only ones stroking in clockwise motion. My sheets brush against my flesh fore playing the marinade of Sweet liqueur between my parted thighs because in just a
YOU MADE ME MY Skin is more than simple! The Color all Tender, and Beautiful Like the alabaster box. (ACCENTED With a Hint of Vanilla) Just a Hint of Vanilla So I became that Redbone Thriller!!!! And you wanted to taste me
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Here’s a lesson to be learned on da curve Never trust a bitch when you merge The lane switches, sendin’ fake representatives Niggaz carry da same trait, both a lie to ya face Some say bro, never squander ya faith A reoccurring