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G in the Spot, I told you I was Hot!!! A Note to the Ladies: Feel free to Jump to the bottom of my page to Find Out the qualities that I Look for in a Woman! Find Out Now!!! (Who yall haters think you talking to, I'm the fukking Boss!!! My Personal Motto: If you think you know me, you probably don't :) (But Read on because you Might get to Know me. And who knows, you might Actually Learn Something New!) Ladies and Gentlemen. For your Entertainment I've written the Realest, most Touching and the Sexiest Wordplay and transformed it into perfection, then packaged it up into this page. All my insight, personality and passion lay on these pages as well as yours. Love, Hate, Pain, Success Etc... Nothing is left out. It's all Included so Read On. Bar none, the most empowering page not only on the web but on bp! So it's my pleasure to Introduce myself to the world. I am Now a Celebrity, I am Now Famous, I am Now Infamous. I am Forever. So I ask myself, "Is it me or do I stand out like the red carpet?" No its just Me. Yo what's up. I'm Cartel from Philadelphia but I've lived in Orlando Florida, Pittsburgh Pennsylvania, Los Angeles California and I've visited many other places. So I guess its safe to say that I Know My Way Around The Ring. And if your from any of those locations I've mentioned I Know My Way Around Your Ring! and I Could Teach You. But first, I'm Sexual Chocolate, 5'9, 160lbs of Grown Azzzz Man, low cut, White Gold Grill and working on Platinum, you know how I do. But yea the picture speaks for itself. I like chlling, going out, having fun, going to the movies, reading, learning new things, traveling to new states and money among other things. I also write raps, poetry and last but not least I'm a screenwriter/ feature film writer. (I write movies) My motto: Live everyday like it's your last. I'm going to let you read the hot poetry thats on this page but before we get to that: Allow Me to Reintroduce Myself, My Name is G! So Sit back, Relax and Allow Yourself to enjoy the Flavor of a Thug. Pour the Champagne. I am the Next Best Creator Under God! Before we begin here's just a few more things about me: 1) My nickname is Cartel. Cartel - This word's dictionary definition means a group of businesses put together to conquer the competition. This about somes me up. (What it do, what the business is, Word on the street Cartel known to handle his) 2) Talent + Danger + Sexy + Grown Azzz Man = Gordon aka Cartel. I'm the King of the Queens, the King of the Kings and the Champion of the Champions. To put it in humble terms. I'm kind of a big fukking deal so deal wit it! 3) And lastly, I'm one hell of a writer and here is what I write: I Write I write triumph, not pain. I write relationships, not love. I write scenes, not snippets. I write possibility, not fate. I write drama, not conflict. I write episodes, not commercials. I write entertainment not advertisements. I write insights, not articles. I write ghetto, not raps. I write sexy, not songs. I write human emotion, not novels. I write truth, not poetry. I write life, not movies. I write art, not pictures I write classics, not cliches. I write History. I wrote it today. And I'll do it again tomorrow! (c) Copyright 2006 by: Gordon Carmichael aka Cartel All Rights Reserved And thats not even the poems I'm so excited about. You'll find them as you keep reading starting with Thanks for Dinner, You Were Delicious Part 1 Visit My Writing Portfolio @ www.writing.com On the rate me page I invented the Hood %#&@$! from bankhead, she stay by grandma nanna and the You match the temperature outside; hot!!! Slogans. Watch niggas start coping my style all crazy. It's cool though. This is one of works of poetic art so Enjoy this Pure Talent and don't copy cause this poem is copyrighted. And Ladies, feel free to Jump to the bottom of my page to Find Out the qualities that I Look for in a Woman! Find Out Now!!! No nigazzz please or She man's please; no offense :) Ladies. Do you know how to be sexy? I wrote this poem for all the women out there who love for a man to whisper something special in your ear. So Imagine that this is me whispering in your ear. Ladies this poem quite frankly is about being sexy. This poem will tell you the sneaky secrets to pleasing your man that anyone can use if you study the poem. My female friends call it, "Getting a Man 101" because thats what it helped them do. Most importantly don't read this poem because you want to. Now read this poem because its sexy! Enjoy Thanks for Dinner, You Were Delicious Part 1 The first time we met, we hugged each other. Then we made love without loving each other. We fell in love; we touched each other. I said I like you; we trust each other. I modeled for her. She stripped for me. We made the news and a DVD. We took pictures. We painted portraits. We created art. I took her mind, she took my body, I saved her heart. I became Leonardo Da Vinci and she Mona Lisa. I became lost in her jungle refusing to release her. I became Quixote and she became quixotic. I was Mr. Handsome and she was Ms. Exotic. We turned grapes into wine and then we drunk it. I whispered in her ear and said how you want. She said any way you can give it; just know I want it. I was especially turned on by the way she drunk it. We became the match made in heaven that ended up on earth. I gave her life; she gave me birth. Our lovemaking was a gift and a curse. I said I loved her, she said it first. I came from work and then I changed, she lied on the bed; we played this game. I was Ike Turner; I gave her pain. She was Gingko Biloba; she gave me brains. I blew her back out, and then left her resting, Men were made for love and Women made for sexing. Men were made for love but here's a correction. We didn't make love, we made perfection. All night long, off Usher's confessions. Her suburb smiles, my urban expressions. Her ghetto slang; my proper diction. We made a story that night, if fact was fiction. We worked out; we worked up a sweat. The way her body moved, I was impressed. Her love, her passion, her Jesus Juice. To me it tasted like passion fruit. I taught, she listened, we learned from cable. She taught, I listened, we broke the table. We made boxing history when we showed up at Tarver Hopkins. We were an odd couple like Carmen and Rodman. I wrote poetry, she played the piano and then we slow danced like ordinary people. We went fast and we went slow. We took it amateur. We took it pro. I called her later, to let her know. It was good in the rain but great in the snow. First, I came slow but she came slowly. I let go but she said hold me. She was hooked but wouldn't let go of me. I hit 81 back shots like I was Kobe. I mowed the lawn; she counted pictures. I took a shower; she washed the dishes. It was sloppy, steamy, sweaty and vicious; so Thanks for Dinner, You Were Delicious. (c) Copyright 2006 By: Gordon (Cartel) Carmichael (thats me you know). All Rights Reserved Ladies and Gentlemen part two is finally here. Ladies this is especially for yall. Enjoy, Read it and comment only if you just can't help yourself or if you love poetry and wordplay as much as I do. :) This next poem I wrote because I loved the first one so much that I was driven to create something even better and the next poem you'll read was the result of that... Thanks for Dinner, You Were Delicious Part 2 She loves my work, I love it too. If you liked the first one, you'll like this too. You read the first one, you found it true, and so there was no need, to write a part two. On second thought, I thought it through; I wrote you this poem, this stories for you. If roses are red and violets are blue, we made meaning that night if stories were true. We touched, touched, kissed, and licked and...then we started locking lips and...that's when it happened; a solar eclipse and...then our souls kissed then. We explored the definition of a soul's bliss. But there is one thing that our souls missed and that's the fresh citric smell of a Sunkist. We became love interests. Her body moved with perfunctory profoundness. And that's the moment I knew, that what I thought I lost forever, I found it. A nurturing woman that's never choosy, a woman that's bossy but never bousy. From the back to the front, convincing beauty. From the front to the back imbued with booty. But after I found her as you might guess: The lovemaking was so out of control, that after we were finished our bed was more drenched and greasier then the Foreman Grill. We listened to bossy. Diamonds on her neck; diamonds in my grill: that is when true love is real, when 808 drums inspire sexual thrills. The moment was surreal yet so real that we understood woman and man. She had an unconventional way of loving a man. I plugged into her like I plug in my fan. I touched her like Janet does herself with her hand. I treated her like she was a Dell computer. First, I caressed and rubbed on her hardware. Then I installed some, "How to treat your man", software. And after that, She treated me like her fantasy of grandeur. She tantalized and teased; I wanted more. Opportunity knocked; I opened the door. She had on Vintage Louis Vitton designer couture. We had vino, I fed her the finest cuisine in Venice. They way I hit it; she thought she was in the bed with Lennox. She immersed me in vanilla, she bathed in my chocolate, put a cherry on top, we made a hell of a profit. It was a passionate creation of a sound story. If she was Guinevere then I am Shakespeare in Love. We washed each other and bathed in the tub. She had never seen a Shakespeare in thugs or exhibitionism efface in the mud. That evening we pursued our inspiration with impulsive energy; we didn't make love, we made synergy. Put on a smooth mood record. After I dimmed the lights, the nervous mood left her. The room was in scented, we started, we stopped, we invented. We stopped, we started, we indented: a technique that essentially prevented, relationship problems that's preventive. That ultimately led to a technology so uncanny that it made each other's pre cuuummm, an incentive. My body was strong, mean and manly-icious. Her body was long, lean and Bootylicious. It was grown and sexy, fresh, ambitious, so Thanks for Dinner, You Were Delicious. (c) Copyright 2006 by: Gordon Carmichael All Rights Reserved Heres another from the master himself. Me!!! And of course it's about me! So Read it and Enjoy and comment on it with a note or G spot entrance, only if you just can't hold back or resist. :) Phrases and Terms I made up: Manly-icous I'm out like a dislocated shoulder. You match the temperature outside; hot!!! This next poem was inspired at a time when I went through some serious trials and tribulations in life and it explains that in detail and how I was able to come out of that so enjoy... The Heart of David Once Lost, Twice Found, Once Broke, Twice Down. That Was Me, Me Was That, And This Is Me, Right Now. No hopes, less dreams, no drive, less steam. Emotions in a still frame, a glimpse of my life scene. Father left me, mom died, Gina hurt and Vic cried. She could of made it and survived, they pulled the plug and she died. I was young and denied, I felt hurt and deprived. I felt a burst of bad vibes; it felt like my soul died. I'm living life in wild style, I'm living like a lost child No place to go so here I go, I'm spending all my nights out. Feeling down and less proud, and so I frown and cop out, The wind blew my lights out, it changed my whole lifestyle. I'm feeling like I'm all alone, was snatched out my comfort zone. No family and fewer friends, no one to call, don't got a phone. I can't conceal my constant frowns, cause lately I'm feeling down And feeling out and crazy, so maybe I'll leave town. These obstacles, I'm feeling bold, I got an urge to break the mode. I can't reach that next step, cause all I see is broken goals. They hold me back, not knowing that, I can't fail, so I attack And move forward, I can't look back, because nobody got my back. And so I'm soaring through a war, hating less, I'm wanting more. Receiving standing ovations, he's deep and encores. Helping others break the chains helped my brother do the same. Cause if I made it through a storm, I know he can do the same. I'm searching for where truth lays, forget money, forget the blame. A failure in the worlds eyes, that can't find where the light gleams. So if my life, had eyes, would it see that life's mean. I got a story I must tell, that's everything that I've seen. With no regrets and less smiles, much pain and more frowns. Went from being nobody to; being profound. Once Lost, Twice Found, Once Broke, Twice Down Me Was That, That Was Me, And This Is Me, Right Now. (c) Copyright 2005 By: Gordon Carmichael All Rights Reserved I give you one of the greatest and most inspirational poems I've ever written for the first time on BP for the world to see! Enjoy it, Read it, and tell me what you think about it with a note or a g spot comment. Without further ado... The final poem on this page touches on a time where I was doing really great but I didn't feel like people was appreciating me. More specifically, I felt like people expect that if your good or even great that you can get things right everytime. I felt a burning desire to express myself and what I was feeling and here is the result so enjoy... Shoot for the Stars You toss and turn in your bed every night. Fantasizing about going far, you lost sleep so many nights. You gotta be a man on your own 2 so your fighting for every right. They say Shoot for the Stars but they don't know what being a Star is Like Through bumps and bruises you can't sleep, you gotta Win every fight. When something's wrong you play that song up loud every night. They don't care you try to be fair cause you know what Karma's like. They say Shoot for the Stars but they don't know what being a Star is Like How would you feel being alone, on your own, no home at night? You live your life during the day and you live in a car at night. You had a life yesterday but you live in a bar 2 night. You can't quit now you must survive and dream of the stars 2 night. People think you got it easy but you're paying the hardest price: cause if you fail to reach success you'll be a joke for life. And if you fail to reach success then you lose your hope for life. They say Shoot for the Stars but they don't know what being a Star is Like Then all this time you've been on earth was just a hopeless life, all your life has been clouded with a bunch of hopeless hype. You're suffocated and suicidal, you grab a kitchen knife. And then you put it to your neck, you threaten to end your life. But they say you can walk left as long as you turn right. So you persist 'til your opponents have nothing left to fight. Or until you pass out with nothing left to fight. They say Shoot for the Stars but they don't know what being a Star is Like. (c) Copyright 2006 by: Gordon Carmichael aka Cartel All Rights Reserved Recently I had the privilege to work with a poet on bp named Amanda a.k.a. SNESITIVITY. Check her page out. She has truly inspired me not just to be a better poet but a better man. So much so that we literally got together and collaborated through bp chat and created a poem in that very format. It was truly amazing. With a little editing and finishing touches heres the result of that great piece. What we created together is God inspired and magical and here it is: G in the Spot, I told you I was Hot! Spending The Best of Times Just the thought of smiling, laughing, shivering at your touch makes me blush uncontrollably. As I look at your picture, all I can think of is your soft hands holding me. The sound of your voice whispering things that make me wish I could stay captive in your embrace. But lately all I can think about is the way you move and the way your lips taste. Right about now what I'm feeling for you is feelings for you that's never fake. Because all I can do now is imagine, the last time I had a piece of your angel cake. Remember the time in the kitchen when I was helping you bake, how I laid you down and explored every inch of your body. I took the butter knife and spread chocolate icing all over you, just so I could have the privilege to lick it right off of your body. You touched me in a way that I never felt before, a way that I long to feel always. From the washroom to the bedroom, we did it all day: From the window to the wall near the closet in the hallway. I'm glad that you're my baby, you're my heart and soul. I want to be with you 'til the very day that we get gray and old. I'll be with you from the spring until the winter cold. Write you a love letter and every letter'll be big and bold. I believe that we're just two souls with true goals that we role play. So for now on, lets just remove every limit so that every minute that we spend together I'll call it a soul day. What I feel for you is genuine like that movie walk the line. We could make love right now but this genuine talk is fine. So instead of breaking your spine I'd rather spend time with you and caress your mind. And impress, implant and imprint the idea of you and I Spending the Best of Times. (c) Copyright 2006 by: Gordon (Cartel) Carmichael and Amanda a.k.a. Snesitivity This is a poem I recently wrote that has all of my homeboys asking me to write poems for them to give to their sexy girlfriends. I'm not asking you to like it. I'm telling you to love it! Its amazing and hypnotic I might add. This poem will teach you new things on a unconscious level. Don't read it now unless you want to find out the sneaky little life secrets I've embedded in this masterpiece. Now here it is: (All 616 Words of it!) Enjoy Come Lay Next to Me Cum. Come lay next to me. As I preach of your passionate destiny. To be with you is the same as sex to me. Cum help me create this ecstasy. I admit it. I have an addiction. But its not anything too over the top; instead it reminds me of fiction. Where you have: two people. One Man, One Woman, Both Equal. In search for meaning and in search for fact. But it remains elusive and they can't find it until they finally decide to light that match. On a mission. To bring Adam to Eve and to create a family together as if God didn't play a role and as if they're the one's who conceptualized and designed the vision. It simply isn't true but since its you and I like you a lot; I'll let you listen. But you better pay attention. So... Cum. Come lay next to me. As I preach of our passionate destiny. To be with you is the same as sex to me. Cum help me create this ecstasy. I admit it. I have an addiction. But its not anything too over the top; instead its borderline lethal. Where you have: two people. One Story, One Movie, No Sequel. A woman's search for understanding isn't based on facts; its based on emotion. But I have to tell you: What we did that night was barely legal. And from that day forth I feel like God did the divines thing when he put you on earth. He put you here just for me so I'd have you at birth. If I had you in my life, when I came home from work; Wine for beverage, steak for dinner and you for desert. A cup of coffee, small breakfast; a life full of perks. A little Nice, A lot of Naughty, then right back to work. But that's not the conclusion. Cause right now the moral of this story is still inconclusive. And I'm not even finish cause there's parts of the story still missing and that's part of the illusion. But since you like me I'll let you listen. But you better pay attention. So... Cum. Come lay next to me. As I preach of your passionate destiny. To be with you is the same as sex to me. Cum help me create this ecstasy. I admit it. I have an addiction. But its not anything too over the top; but it is contagious like the measles. Where you have: two equals. A True Story, No Maury, Just People. And so accept me cause right now love is getting the best of me. And then I whispered in her ear: "I put you on a pedestal. Your love be fa she-zle. We're meant for each other. I'mma thug but I need you. You remind me of Aaliyah and her love for the people. My hearts on the diesel. Your Art;s on the Easel". And she replied, "I can't understand why, but I think you're my destiny". She talked, I licked, we did a Casual Messy. We talked, we kissed, we did the Casual Sexy. And I said, "It remains elusive. All you need to know is that somehow this crazy flame became exclusive". And I'm still not finish cause there's something that I still didn't mention. But if I tell you the story'll be diminished. But since I like you I'll let you listen. But you better pay attention. So... Cum. Come lay next to me. As I preach of our passionate destiny. To be with you is the same as sex to me. Cum help me create this ecstasy. A? Copyright 2006 by: Gordon Carmichael There is more poetry to come so stay tuned to the page. Visit My Writing Portfolio @ www.writing.com Here is what I Look for in a Woman: Who knows? I Might be Looking for You! She has to be attractive because attractive women Deserve an Intelligent Man like Me. She has to have a great personality because I do and I like myself alot! lol She has to be ambitious cause I can't stand to be around anyone without vision. She has to know how to treat her man because I like to Treat my Woman Like a Queen. I need the same back. She has to have a brain that she actually uses because I can't keep explaining things over and over again like Nelly. lmao! And did I mention she has to look good. (But she can't be after my cheddar, she tryna get to my pockets BP and I ain't gone let her!) Now Ladies my taste in woman may vary depending on her unique combination so if this doesn't sound like it's you don't be discouraged because I'm attracted to the Little things as well so try me. Ladies, make sure you hit me wit a note and sign my guess book letting me know you enjoyed my world here on bp! Thanks In Advance:) My Favorite Tupac quotes are: 1) They can either roll with us or they can roll up under us 2) Last year I was letting you nigazzz kick up dust; this yall gone be dust! 3) I'm the one, say my name watch b...itccchess cummmm! 4) But thug nigazzz be on point and game tight, Big Syke and Bow Guard strapped up the same night! My Favorite Quotes from Jay-Z and 50 Cent: 1) 50 cent: I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind! 2) Jay-Z: It's only one rule! I will not lose! 3) Jay-Z: I'm fast nigazzzz can't get pass my past, so how do you expect to deal with my present, when wrap the gift and the curse in one session. My Top 12 Shout Outs: 1) My Creator and MySpace.com (just kidding Imao!) 2) To Myself ( Yall know I had to be next!) 3) Mad love goes out to my favorite business owner, Steve Prutting for hooking me up with that screenwriting Agent from UCLA and for believing in me when no one else would. Thanks for that Hollywood video card. You gotta Luv Friends :) 4) To my peeps at beachbody: Dwuana(Good luck on your youth center and your dancing career) , Lashawnda, Tia and Greg. 5) To my old friends in California: Braylon/Kane, Johnathan and Jamal/ J-Money 6) Crazy Love and Respect goes to Angela Lepito at DreamWorks, for showing me Los Angeles, Beverly Hills and the finest and best Restaurants in the City. Thanks Angela. I love you alot and I appreciate everything you've done for me. You've spent so much money on me I feel bad :( 7) To my Special New Friend I met in a BlackPlanet chatroom Parise, for hooking me up with that songwriting company. I'm glad, grateful and lucky I met you! 8) To all my creative and genius friends at www.writing.com. Yall help me to be the writer I'm supposed to be! 9) Kudos to HBO for Screening My Short Documentary, "Under the Influence" in your State of the Art facilities! It was a wonderful experience and I'll never forget it! 10) To my mom Linda Carmichael. R.I.P. I love you mom. I wish you were still here. Teardrop :( 11) To my partner and producer friend Mateo for thats holding it down in Hollywood as I type. You boy G is coming back soon. 12) And to all my friends on BP. Thank God I have some of the sexiest female friends on BP! That's it for now folks. I'm world class and I'm out! G in the Spot, I told you I was Hot!!! Oh yea I almost forgot. I want to ask one more question: Who you haters think you talking to I'm the Fukking Boss!!! Until the next time... I am Legend. Visit My Writing Portfolio @ www.writing.com |
