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Across the room I see you undressing me with lust in your eyes
Licking your lips with the thought of
Caressing and kissing the lips between my thighs
To feel the rhythm of my hips as they go round me riding your
Mandingo As I slowly bounce up and down
Face level with my clit hands on my hips  one leg up making it easier to lick 
And doing it right you better your chances to hit
To feel my hellhole cause it’s so hot the devils leasing my shit
Ready to sale your soul to feel the warmth of my comfort zone
To hear me moan and groan as you cross my thresh hole and
I sit upon your thrown, two sticky bodies, sweaty and wet
Kissing my neck whispering in my ear
You want me to be your baby, your lady cause you’ve been sexed crazy
Now that you’ve seen the secret garden
That has you with a love Jones singing Marvin’s  let’s get it on
Now you want to treat me like your jeep thinking you own me
Shit you wanna posses this, my shit is priceless and
My bench is being warmed and if you can’t play right
I’m bringing the next in I need a player that knows how to play the game 
Brother spell and say my name L.O.V.L.E.E. LovLee
Brother it’s your turn to scream with your toes curled, me on top
Hands clawing at my back telling me girl don’t stop I like it just like that
Now I’m asking, who’s your mama?
Your feeling so good you wanna call your mama
In church on Sunday praying to the Lord it’s to good to be true
Not only did you go to church you attended Sunday school see
You’ve been baptized in the sweet juices between my thighs
Feeling born again and I moan again
We climax the wetness makes you rise
You wanna go again and again feeling you’ve reached the promise land 
My well has yet to run dry 
It’s so good to you I wipe a tear from your eye  
On each shoulder you have heaven and hell but
All you hear are my sweet whispers in your ear asking
Is it good, is it wet, do you like the feel of this tight pink flesh 
YES!!
Telling me hush I’m not ready to cum yet it’s to late
He starts moving like the matrix taking deep breaths
Sweat dripping from his chest to my breast
Damn girl shit, how you do this?
You’ve got me clueless
What are you doing to me?
I simply tell him  
I’m licensed to love a man  
Now
Isn’t that LovLee!!

Tags: love poetry spoken word sex

Dealing With Your Ass 

You keep moving forward and it’s me that keeps letting you come back
Making excuses for your lying bullshit and crap
Shit I gotta get tired at some point in the never-ending dream
I need a slap of some hard ass reality
Somebody wake me from this love coma cause...
Im trapped getting the short end of the stick and...
Seconds on the dick!
Patience running thin trying to be with you till the end
H-ell no! I dont wanna be just ya fuck friend
Something’s gotta change but...
You keep telling me you like it just the way it is
Another excuse not to handle your biz and...
You want me to care about your wife, your woman, and your kids
Want me to keep it on the down low, when you’re being low down
Belly scrapping the gutter, hold up who’s the mother?
You wanna get mad cause I’ve read your hand
Be mad with yourself cause your not being a man
Oh!
Here we go with the name calling again
Why you getting so mad?
I only speaking the truth
Yeah that’s right
You can feel the pain too!
What’s that?
It’s over your through!
Yeah if that were only true
Like that moth to the flame is your mouth to my sexual nectar you crave
I’m sure if you could you’d be smelling this in your grave
Pussy got you in slaved
Trying to make you my house nigga but
You like working in that field
Picking the wrong thing will get you killed
Hate to tell you so but the shit I’m speaking is real
Yes it’s time to redefine the nature of our association!
I’m tired of going through these fucked up situations
Your old lady’s calling me like her and I are dating
Wanting to question me about dates and times when your ass is hard to find 
When she’s steady blowing up your pager
She’s the warden who fucked up for letting you out for good behavior
Without rehabilitating  being a player it’s easy to fake itI keep laying with you dog and  I’m tired of waking up with fleas
What am I waiting for that gangster disease?
Yeah I’m leave this alone
Burn my candles so I can move on but
Shit!   things are easier said then done   dealing with your ass!!

Tags: drama poetry spoken word poems

Insecurities 

Why this bitch keep calling my house
Thinking her man is laying between my sheets
When she already knows her
Man is a dog and…
we all know that a dogs gone cheat but…
I tell ya the bitch is bold cause...
Instead of checking her man,
this the funning shit
She’s try-n to check me!
All because this bitch got insecurities about…
Her man running in the streets
She knows he’s fucking with two or three different women
So… why she decides to call me?
I tell her nothings going on but…
That shit… she don’t believe
So I tell that insecure bitch exactly what she wants to hear
“Yes I’m fucking with your man and he’s laying right here,
he’s sleep but when he wakes
I’ll make sure his ass calls home so…
until then don’t ring my mother-fucking phone!
”Now this bitch must have me on speed dial cause…
Less then a second my phone starts ringing again
Shit… now this insecure bitch is really getting under my skin
I feel that vein in my neck ready to pop, and my voice bout to crack and…
God only knows if she was in front me
She’d get slapped
Asking me if I enjoyed what her man had to eat last night?
And all he’s giving me is a wet ass on my back and…
I’ma bitch and a ho for fucking with her man
No! I’ma bitch and a ho cause she’s
Insecure, pissed off, and mad
Searching through his wallet and pager, calling other women on the phone
You’re an insecure bitch why not just leave the nigga alone?
Naw girl you in love
While he’s driving you insane
You’re a grown ass woman playing these childish ass games
Go get some self-esteem
What you thinking?
What he got you believing?
You’re the only one, his soul mate, his queen
If he’s treating you like shit what makes you think he can do a fucking thing for me?I’m not that insecure bitch and…
A niggas bullshit I will not entertain
Just how he came best believe he will go cause…
Life is too short and...
I’m too important to be just another dog ass niggas
Number one ho
Insecurities for your ass!

Tags: drama poetry spoken word poems

Be A Father  
It doesn’t matter what it says on your shirt
The label on your pants
What type of car you drive
How many ladies you’ve had in your past 
How many children have you made and…
Know of there were bouts
Do you take care of yours?
Or…Are you the one that ran out? 
I’m pretty sure a lot of sisters know
Just what I’m talking about
You tell them your pregnant
Then he wants to doubt 
If the child is his
ou laid in this bed and now you cop out
It was all good
While she was putting out? 
How can you let the man tell you what’s yours
How much and when to pay your child some support
If you can put a price on your child
Strap up not once but twice when you’re feeling wild! 
So you want to be a rapper
Well here I’ve got a rhyme
It’s very short, simple and sweet…
 

Be a father to your child!!!

Tags: Baby Daddy, Father, Poetry, spoken word

Girl you should have known this would happen
Letting your guards down once again
Allowing him to befriend the feelings you have for him
Letting your sexual frustrations open doors you said were closed
Yeah I know it’s hard to say no,
when he’s seducing you out of your clothes 
How could you reject this man that has you feeling like a wanted woman 
For how long, for a nut, or a four-minute song whats going on? 
What’s wrong he’s not strong enough to make a commitment
Only good for a dip in the hot juices
That only come from feelings, that have you singing

Pussy don’t fail me now Pussy don't fail me now
Gotta turn this brother out
so he don’t want nobody else, but me and only me

But there is no such thing as being pussy whipped or...
Having a brother on your pussy tip
Unless he wants to be or if he is digging you mentally
Showing you off to his crew and although he won’t let you know
He knows that you are true and...
He’s still putting you through this emotional roller coaster 
Cause he can’t make up his mind about what he wants to do so...  
You’re the fool for trusting in him
Where are all the good men of honor that stand for something?
Girl you should be tired of meeting these brothers bout nothing
But their bling bling boys and toys
Sitting on twenty-fours and don’t pay child support
When’s the last time he even saw his kids and ten minutes away they live 
Shit, and you expect him to jump to come see you
I thought when you said it was over you were through
Why you let him reel you back in bringing back all those bad feelings
From the last ten times ya’ll was dealing What do you find so appealing?
Him killing you softly, not respecting your feelings, or the pipe he’s giving 
Mistaking foreplay as love making, what happen to the cutie you were dating?   What’s his name...  yeah Jason,
You said he was great and
Had his head on straight and things were going good,
So what happen then, he was to nice and You just wanted to be friends
Cause he’s not slugged up, thug enough and don’t wear his pants below his butt
What the fuck girl, make up your mind, wanna be a mans trophy  Or have true intimacy cause now your driving me crazy
With the phone calls to vent and release the frustration you put yourself in
I’m your friend so...
I’m a tell you the truth
You get what you get when you accept what they do
So make better choices cause...
it’s all up to you.   
Click!!

Tags: friends, mad, poetry, spoken word

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Spiritually Intertwined

 

Spiritually intertwined

When my man resurrects in the morning

To enter my heavenly womb

So that we may create life

Sons and daughters in our image

 

Spiritually intertwined

An immaculate conception

Of the two of us

Him the protector and I the gatherer of information

All things are covered

Intertwined spiritually

Guiding our creations to become

Creators of there own creations

 

Spiritually intertwined

We preserve LOVE in all things

As I nurture, he protects and guides

To disrespect me

Would be the last breath you breath and,

No mercy for those who bring

Harm to my seeds

For many should be slain for such horrible things

 

While Greeks found contraception in homosexuality

My Ancestors mixed herbs and honey and,

There was nothing wrong with

Loving a man before the wedding

Life is to be preserved

By any means necessary

 

Spiritually intertwined

Sharing energy on the same frequency

We manifest the same things or

What we are told to see

And before investigating we believe

Without the understanding

That no one can lie to Me, BUT ME!

So no one can lie to YOU, but YOU!

 

When you're intertwined spiritually

It's what you do, not what you say

Conscience minds deal consequences that way

Spiritually intertwined with my Ancestors

THIRD EYE open I SEE

Beyond the laws of gravity

I hover over the bullshit so it doesn't affect me

 

FACTS = TRUTH,

KNOWLEDGE IS POWER

Message from a QUEEN... LovLee !!

 

Tags: Poetry love life

All rise Ladies and Gentlemen

You will be witnesses to the proceedings that will start

The movement for all relationships world wide

You may be seated now

Ladies it’s time for us to stop the lies

The lies to our self’s and the men in our lives

It’s not all of them but.. for the ones in which

These proceedings apply

No names will be mentioned even tho

None are innocent

So sit back listen and most of all pay attention

So we understand that this is an intervention

I promise to tell the whole truth

Nothing but the truth so... help him GOD!!

I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired of being…

Tired and sick of lying to spare your feelings

I’m so heated I’ve become

Mentally constipated like diarrhea

my mouth is ready to explode NO control

you gone be waist deep in it, the truth.. once I drop this load

We took to each other and had a moment of connection

I made the horrible mistake of thinking YOU

were building a life designed with me in mind but…

I’ll give you your props.. you were gooood !!

had me believing the figments of your active imagine nation

And after meeting yo’mammie

I discovered it all… I’ll get straight to the problem

Your suppose to be a GROWN ASS MAN but…

Yo’momma still controls you and I know it’s gonna take you

A life time to process all of this but…

Yo’maw da the reason for your trust issues with women

Fo’ the shit she did when you was a kid and

cosigning you having women in every area code but won’t

accept or be a grandmother to the children you made

while you was ho’n

she’s the Bluetooth in your ear filling yo’ head

with her twisted thought process and her past

Fucked Up relationships and you’re her Last and Only

chance of keeping a man!

Shame on me for thinking… I was doing you a favor

try’na be patience I should have cancelled your interview

after pulling your incomplete application

I knew mentally I was too heavy for you… I thought

you might catch on quick but I hope

You can deep throat this

You just don’t qualify!!! You may have the tools

all well endowed but you’ve failed for the lack of operation

I’ve lost my patience, sick and tired of faking the

ooooh’s and the ahhhh’s !!!

And you still haven’t learned how to eat the clit

it’s not 3licks and a suck… it’s 3sucks and a lick

What? Why did I stay?

the truth is I stayed because I thought with my instruction

you just might improve but…

you’re an old dog that won’t learn new tricks

a REAL… Son… Of A Bitch

your like a zit on my assss… irritating and you

wanting to penetrate my ass got me

thinking if you with that down low shit anyway!!!

Ooooo!! you look so filled with anger and rage

like you ready to load and lock ya clips

too slience these lips

Does the truth surprise you ?

Well I’m no longer lying to spare you pain

DON’ HATE THE PLAYER

CHECKMATE BABY

THIS IS… GAME

Poof! be gone if only… I had magic wand

Runaway love… you’ve caught a case of rebounditist

bouncing from pillar to post and…

the rope, you put around YA’OWN neck

I’m putting you on the extreme catwalk

holding you accountable fo’ya actions, my pain and suffering

blood, sweat and tears

you’ve been a real baaaad boy… outlaw

dancing around my questions you leave me with

NO reasonable doubt you’ve violated your probation

I find you GUILTY AS CHARGED!!

any last words… before I sentence you?

NO! beg’n, No! pled’n No! making up fo’yo mistakes

I’m revoking your

Pussy Privileges Permanently!!!

Hold up! I’m not finished with my sentencing

Ladies once you know the Truth your not his victim anymore

if you decide to stay with him you condone

his illegal affection

to be sentenced to death row, death by his lethal injection

So don’t settle for a little affection

Your Pussy, is a privilege, NOT a mans given right

Ladies… Remember…

WE INVENTED THE GAME

One more thing before I wrap this up…

if ya’ don’t value yourself

hooow you expect a man to give a FUCK!!!

TRUTH !!

is the own-ly golden rule of the game

Everybody Ready!!!

Let’s Play!

Tags: Poetry crime