Close your eyes. Relax. Imagine. Right now, I rather be indulging into one of the best parts of you. Your scrumptious, sugary p*ssy. Your hypnotizing p*ssy, singing…… Read more “Explicit Fantasies”
Month: November 2018
A Haiku 🦋
Woman, shut up and listen. Your intuition is speaking. Leave him. *this haiku has been made from an original poem of mines. Follow for its release next…… Read more “A Haiku 🦋”
A November Recap
Well, November it’s been one. Soon as the month approached, I began dreading myself and the control this one Scorpio man held over me. On the day…… Read more “A November Recap”
Gettin’ Some Head
Shawna’s song release in 2006 is a soundtrack for the “negro spirituals” association and we’re immeasurably, interminably thankful for this cultural and provocative anthem. But,…… Read more “Gettin’ Some Head”
Where Are You Tonight?
occupied while idle time cushions itself in my hand and my p*ssy accompanies the other— They’ve been lonely, weakly wrestling the anxiety in arthritis, that only wants…… Read more “Where Are You Tonight?”
What Love Gotta Do With It?
Oh, no honey. Kimbella you should’ve dipped on that Dipset rapper. Juelz Santana’s public proposal to his 10 year girlfriend, Kimbella, has put social media in an…… Read more “What Love Gotta Do With It?”
A Freak in the Sheets
Before anyone disapproves of my blog and the content with any absurd and repugnant judgments, please comprehend that women equally, if not more, fancy sex. The desire is…… Read more “A Freak in the Sheets”
Go Screw Yourself
Disregard what uptight abstinence classes and poorly taught sex education courses lecture; there’s no Hell for curious minds. Only Heaven. If only my high school sex education…… Read more “Go Screw Yourself”
The Orchard.
I went apple picking for my own satisfaction. That glowing gala near the rim of my basket bestowed with sensual, sexual, and sinful passion. I indulged in…… Read more “The Orchard.”
Vulnerability
A great poet and recording artist spoke a heartfelt message on one of her tracks in her latest projects, I Used to Know Her: The Prelude. Her…… Read more “Vulnerability”
How Art Imitates Life 🥀
Sixteen. My adolescent virginity almost shackled and swindled by a man closest in domestic vicinity. My kind youth accompanied the misery of betrayal and an invasion of…… Read more “How Art Imitates Life 🥀”
Welcome ❤️
A couple of days ago, my pen departed from the white lines in my favorite journal and granted that it had taken approximately two years to complete…… Read more “Welcome ❤️”
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