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Love Or So It Seems

When in relationships alot of time I think people use the four letter word to freely. Some people dont realize the total impact of the word until they feel the other person is being to clingy or to demanding. Some people fall in love or so they say, after good sex. I call that lust. Many people have not experienced good sex and cant control themselves when then someone puts it on them. I am quite sure everyone has been a witness to that. I bet you are thinking about that person right now. But af… Continue

Posted on January 8, 2009 at 6:04pm — 1 Comment

Kaliyah Robinson

Excerpt from "Love In A Jar"

At first I was with one man. I was with that same man for seven years.Only him now I jump from bed to bed. Thinking I wont allow myself to get hurt if I keep my love bottled up. I keep it sealed tight in a jar in the bottom closet. No one is allowed to touch that jar. My heart is cold as ice but I allow myself to feel good, sex feels good to me hurting people make me feel good.

To see a man cry over me because I wont spend time with him. How I make him feel after I allow him to sleep

with anot… Continue

Posted on January 8, 2009 at 5:56pm — 2 Comments

Kaliyah Robinson

Thug Passion

Hassan comes through the door, I hear the deep thumps of his Timberlands hitting the hardwood floor.His keys hit the table next the door. As I stand in the bedroom butt naked from the soothing cucumber melon bath, my body still dripping wet, with fragrant beads of water. I anticipate him walking through the door, and seeing me standing pussy throbbing awaiting his big hands to touch me all over my body. I hear his steps getting closer and closer, His steps so confident, his swagger so fly, slow… Continue

Posted on January 8, 2009 at 5:54pm — 1 Comment

Kaliyah Robinson

The ending to "All For Me " By Request

I stand in nothing but my black satin robe and black chain linked stilettos.
Alpha Phi sweeps me off of my feet, my hair flies and falls over my eye, leaving just enough for me to see, Capt hook and Mandingo follow him through my threshold. My heart skips a beat, I am now being carried to the bedroom.
Where all of my fantasies are about to unfold before me. I hear the door being closed behind us, and the click of the locks. Mmm, I smell them, I am getting high off of their aromas.The three of th… Continue

Posted on January 8, 2009 at 5:50pm —

Kaliyah Robinson

All For Me

As I sit here thumbing through my black book,
Trying to find the right hook, I need to get off, I need to bust.
My walls pulsate from the thought of a long hard rod,
I got to get off and the toy aint gone do. “Shit I need a strong back,”
Not just any dick will do. I wonder if I should call Capt hook,
He knows how to hit my G.Spot, umm, sending splashes of orgasmic waves
that covers the both of us, while he continues to surf through my walls of love.
Or maybe I should call, my fraternity brother.… Continue

Posted on January 8, 2009 at 5:47pm —

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At 8:50am on January 14, 2009, Deno Sandz(Horror Novelist) said…
I like poetic erotica also. Maybe you can put this in one of your anthologies of erotica. Give me Credit...Smile

LOVE TEARS.......LETTER by Deno Sandz

OH HOW I WISH
That one night I could lay next to your sweetness as you sleep.
Waking you and turning thy body over with grace as a beautiful linen sheet.

Without the argument of NO.
But with the beckoning of YES.
Parting your letter Y to reach the ultimate dream of blissful reality.
Your softness and your compassion for my body upon you and subdued in you.
OH HOW I WISH
That an evening passes.
That you fall deep in sleep while I’m awake.
Knowing that I can and shall depart my solemnness of work or thought.
To undergo the pleasure of all men.
To take my love, whom I feel for so intensively.
To be the one who awakens her with pleasure only known to Angels.
OH HOW I WISH
That the position you fall asleep in is a signal for my arrival.
To land where no one but I have the pleasure.
OH HOW I WISH
Shall be only words on thine lips.
To be heard by only me.
Can not your heart, your beat of tenderness hear me call out to you in between the sheets.
OH HOW I WISH
That I could roll over endlessly to the one I love.
To fill her portal of birth, life, im-mor-ta-li-ty with my manly structure.
Without the sound of a sobbing , uncompassionate, invisible love felt "NO. "
OH HOW I WISH
I did not have to put my words upon paper for you to know the concern I suffer.
When the women I love, who resembles the stars, holds the power of the moon, will reconcile to my agenda.
Hoping that my agenda would be yours one day.
Before I say good- bye to life and hello to the music of heaven.
Place thy self in my shoes.
For to do so you would feel for what I feel.
That my love for you unfold.
I look upon you everyday, with passion amongst passion.
Love only gives to the one who’s worthy.
You are the one that I live for, pray for, and cherish.
What have I done to have to think of a verse so painful to say.
OH HOW I WISH
To thine own self be true.
It tis me who peeps through the barriers of your heart and soul.
It tis I who holds you dear to the gates of heaven.
It tis I who loves you.
Day light cast no shadows, but the night cast the shadow of your figure, so graciously.
Upon the sheets and covers you have no mercy.
The grooves that you have, strangle the bed for it can not adjust to you.
Where do I fit in when the night sheets have the pleasure to endure you?
Why not me being the one in sight of your love never ending?
I grow jealous my dear, Oh how I grow jealous of them sheets.
May I cut in to this dance that you do so well, as you toss and turn at night.
Can I dance with you my dear?
Can I dip you where you need to be dipped?
Can I spin you out of control to only grab you in a sudden stop!-- taking your breathe away.
OH HOW I WISH
That one night I could embark on this journey.
But imagination is the closes I will ever get to this reality in which I seek.
Please...... Say it isn’t so. This is my Love Tears...Letter
At 7:52pm on January 8, 2009, Erik said…
WELCOME!!

Should you a few moments to spare, I have posted a few of mymost recent poems in my blog. Your comments shall appreciated

Erik
At 12:45am on January 8, 2009, Tracee A. Hanna said…
We are going to be friends every where. Be blessed always,
Tracee

http://www.MissTracee.com


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At 6:48pm on January 7, 2009, Chris 'IZ' Joseph said…
hey, are you a writer also>?
 
 

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