I’M IN CONTROL

Shake the sleep right off my skin🎶
With your cocoa butter kisses🎶
Life is but a dream🎶
You could never be too much. 🎶

Jacob is singing in the background,
Not too loud, not to low,
Loud enough to bury the silence,
Low enough to accentuate the Sighs, moans and heartbeats as they race alongside the fire that is our breaths.

I’m kneeling behind your back,
I can read the expression on your face,
From the mirror that stands in front of you,
I can hear your thoughts as we make eye contact.

Jacob adds: I’ve been waiting my whole life to feel your embrace. 🎶

We both know I can’t wait to feel your insides.. Jacob can take that to the Bank.

You take a whiff off the blunt and pass it as we chainsmoke this passion,
I press the blunt between my lips and reach for my shaft,
You anticipate but it never touches you…
You grin in dissatisfaction and nudge backwards,
What?
You think that’s supposed to make me do what you want?

Look at me,
You turn back,
I reach retrieve the blunt and blow out smoke,
I then get a handful of your hair and pull them back,
Painful enough to result to an escaped groan,
Just enough to have your head tilted up so that our eyes meet in the mirror,
I need not utter a word,
Read my lips…
I AM IN CONTROL.

HIM, HER & THE OTHER GIRL

She’s a girl,

A lady,

A woman,

She’s delicate,

And sometimes looks down,

Down on her strengths.

Yes she has a big booty,

Big titties,

Or maybe both,

Occasionally they come,

Come with a pretty smile too.

Cute button nose,

Pretty face in totality,

She’s a 9 out of 9,

Yes I said out of 9,

For the “no one’s perfect” skeptics.

She already knows you’re shit

And no!

I don’t mean you’re the shit.

There’s a difference.

So before you pull up your pants,

Close your zipper and tighten that belt around your skinny waist,

You might want to at least kiss her forehead and make her feel mushy inside,

You’re already in the mud at least enjoy the puddle like the pig that you are.

He’s a man,

A gentleman sometimes,

And his ego is what drives him.

Yes he has a nice jawline,

A body that suggests gyms have no purpose in life,

Skinny but in an average way,

Smells nice,

Has a beard,

And last but not least,

He’ll probably leave you dickmatized,

He’s a 7 out of 10.

He already thinks he’s the shit,

For bagging this sexy beast that lays here staring at him,

You need to get your act together,

And level up on the type of men you let in your circle

Let alone inside you,

He’s zipping up his pants and all you can think of is the reverse,

Why is he in such a rush?

You deserve better but… he’s better than your last,

You aren’t supposed to settle for less but… he’s better than your last,

So in a way, he actually is more.

Their eyes meet and he asks her when he can see her again,

A faint smile is drawn on her face as a giggle escapes her lips,

“That’s not how it works,” she says to him.

He knows why,

She knows why,

It’s her,

That other girl.

THEY CUM AS THEY GO

Hey you,

Yes, you there!

Come!

Come let me let you in on a little secret,

But first allow me hand you the keys to my heart,

Then later on maybe the keys to my door,

So you can come over,

Nikupe kamoja!

Now, look in to my eyes while I say I love you,

Look in to my eyes and search for hints of a lie if any,

Look, Scan deeply.

Now that you believe me,

Kiss me,

Kiss me as though we were breaking up,

Kiss me as though it’s the last one you’d ever get,

Allow my emotions to wash over your tongue and numb you of any doubt.

Now trust me,

Trust that I will never leave you and that you will never fall out of love,

And now that you do,

Here, take this sign as a key and unlock the gates to my treasure chest,

Go in and out,

Disappear and come back with even more carriers as you fetch from my well,

Now look at me while you plunder,

Say to me not with your mouth but your plumber, Of all the things you wanted to say when our eyes first kissed,

Of the nothings that conformed in to somethings before my furniture met your harmer.

Cum on now!

Now lay beside me as I trace faceless maps on your bare chest,

Take long breaths and fascinate me with how your chest handles its protrusions,

Or better yet,

Go to sleep so I can sneak away having gotten what I wanted,

Allow me un-snake my arm from your waist,

I won’t even dress up,

I’ll wear something to hide my naked, grab the rest of my clothes, shoes and leave,

The staircase will know of my frantic nature.

*****

I hear the door slam and part my eyelids open,

From the moment our eyes kissed I saw her fleeing nature, her enticing stature,

I saw myself in her,

I knew this day would come,

Just not this soon,

I knew she’d make me come,

And then she’d go,

Just not that she’d leave shortly after,

Her eyes told it all while her lips murmured between kisses,

The sighs were signs of escaping lies and her smile was a curve that seemed to sign,

Road curve ahead,

But I loved her curves, the one on her face over, above and beyond,

I can hear her steps fade away and finally the screeching gate closes just as noisily as the shatters of my heart.

*Walukana*

/was here/

I LOVE YOU… I GUESS

My attention span is like that of a toddler but my senses as sensitive as paper to fire,

You sigh in sheer ecstasy but my mind is lost in the melody that is raindrops serenading me through the iron sheets,

Do you know of the Doshi saying?

Well, skia uzito,

Forget my name and curse at me instead,

Glare your eyes wide open at me when I hit depths no other doshi has,

Yes! Bite your lower lip and look sexy,

Mostly because you know it awakens the beast inside of me,

But no! This isn’t about me,

This is about me inside of you.

Come out of the shallow waters, hair glistening with your head tilted back and the prisoners that are moans and gasps for air escaping your lips,

Curled toes as a sign of a finish line that draws nearer with every stroke,

Yes dig your nails in to my back for this is not the summer,

I won’t be out swimming any time soon,

No! Don’t bite your lip, here’s my earlobe instead,

Yes, murmur your only intentions,

News Just In, (Not Beiber)

I hope I don’t cum soon.

I am the teacher today,

My questions need no hands, raise your legs instead.

Let the ceiling stare in jealousy as we shame Adele’s melodies and Whitney Houston’s harmonies as the bed cracks in despair,

Let our organs shame Beethoven’s symphony,

And as we both draw closer to this finish line,

Let the noise shame Dr.Dre’s beats

As the finish line that was,

*****

Breathes heavy

*****

Finish line that is

*****

Fini

*****

I love you too.

Message to self, Fuck, I didnt mean that!

Your reply echoes in my sleep.

I love you too,

I love you,

I love,

I lo,

I…

****

Walukana.

Whored Me (Hold Me)

She didn’t offer the best of hugs,

She offered not good company,

Lest we compare to rank it best,

She offered sloppy kisses,

You’d find them inefficient unless you were sloppy as well,

She was what we tend to curve w/every chance we get,

She then met a guy.

A guy who stuck around long enough to allow for harvest time to soothe the drought that tagged along.

Her body was a farm and he the customer who plunged in to every fruit without ponder upon what the produce went through to get to their tables,

Without ponder upon how far it came.

He, unlike what she expected, penned down a review of her play, of her results.

Not mailed to her,

But billboarded for the entire society to see.

He advertised to society of her inexperience in matters of consensual activity pertaining his gonads and her privates.

Claimed how uneducated she was,

How inefficient she was,

How less of a woman she was.

Less of a woman for not being as much of a whore as they expected her to be.

Walukana