The Sneaky Cheater’s Masquerade Ball
hoist legs over shoulders
curl toes and put smiles on
her face at midnight
stuck in prose
while kisses slide across lips.
And even then
my words resonate
as she longs for long gone moments.
I could comb out my fro
’till it’s puffed, au natural.
Like a dandelion
before a soft wind
where my silly laughter
still soothes her
On hot nights and weekends.
I could cut off my hair and pick my brain.
Provide you the understanding
of her secret love language.
I’d even show you how to caress her mental:
Stare deep into her eyes
while fucking her gently – Spread Eagle.
my words will withstand,
time’s never been an issue.
I didn’t write you into her existence
it’s God’s gift, spare sentimentals.
And remember this, Miss Pretty Young Thing
you could just as easily be written back out of the scenes.
And no discontent you show me
will dictate my movements.
Cause just like me
you like learning your lessons tough.
Realize it’s only hot cause the flames I sparked still burnin’ up.
Silly Little Rabbit
I could blow your mind
Professor, “you are not the father.”
‘Cause What You Don’t Realize’
You are my knight in shining armor
I thank you
For walking better in my shoes than I do
except in my bedroom
Where “tigers” earn their stripes
By putting heartbeats past neutral.
Stuff I’m spittin’ you don’t like?
Well then don’t believe this dyke
This story teller was born to write
Even when the lovin’ wasn’t right
You wittle twittabug you
whining about others masquerades.
You’ll even stop fronting behind her wordplay
one of these days.
Its not about what’s outside
it’s all about content.
Yet you wonder why your presense wasn’t protested
when you and I first met.
I left her ripe and ready for you
And most importantly; I left
I won’t allow no misconstrue
Before I end this take and give
And since you’re making comparisions
Then very well
My girl does pale
If we’re comparing skin tones that is.
Laugh out loud
Papi Chulo number two.
That name’s been whispered ‘cross my pearl tongue
countless times before you.