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I felt the flicker of his flame As he walked by I asked His name Attention was a go Getter he was the type of Guy that was a real trend sitter Dressed nice clean cut and Shaven hurt by a woman But it was attention he was Craven I give him what he Wanted but for me he was just Frontin I laid my heart on The line he was sippin ciroc And I was sippin on white wine Drinking just not thinking Tongue lashing giving my Lips a mean trashing he held me Close better than most I told him I am not... (continue reading)

Southern Fried sexy
walked right into
my diner
wearing a collard green grin
I had to hold my biscuits together
at the mere thought of him
Ooooooo chile how I wanted to
suck on his neck bone
and nipple on a little piece
of his gristle
My mouth watered
for a taste of his butter milk
corn bread. I caught him eyeing
my chicken breasts
Slowly we spoon fed each
other pinto beans
he told me how he loved brown
rice. He stated white rice doesn't
have enough flavor.
He savored my peach cobbler
and damn... (continue reading)

The soul of a man Is something that a woman will never understand. What lies beneath the iron and steel that hides his heart? Tormented by his past her words still hurt. He wonders why and is it even worth one last try, or should they just say goodbye? So in the dark he cries alone longing for her touch to dry the dampness from his swollen eyes. She is the ray to his sunshine, and the rainbow after his storm. But what went wrong? Why has her love gone? What does he have to lose? So it's... (continue reading)