Tuesday, June 16, 2009

What Christ Has Done

I thought I was a woman

but little did I know

I was nothing, I was trash, I was simply put

a hoe
I was a liar
a cheater
a hypocrite too
The lowest of low-I was me-I was you
This lovely child full of potential
within Christ
But wallowed and was swallowed in the Sin
of Worldy Life
Till the Lord brought me here
a quiet place
able to focus and seek his face
Now Im precious, sincere, and full of Grace
Now Im beautiful, and spritual
exactly His plans
Now will you change your life in Christ
Or stay alone with Man?

Don't Deny Me

My body has been prepared

to serve your every need
you can satisfy your hunger
you can feast of me with greed
I know you read my eyes
slanted and sexified
you know you cant deny me
cause our love is sanctified
we submit to one another
two bodies cleave as one
Come over here right now
Let me give you some
A fruit unexplainable
delicious would not describe
Its fragrance inviting between my thighs
Dont deny me
especially not tonight
your body belongs to me baby
its my every right
to explore and to tease
to tighten certain spots and to ease
Lay down sweetheart
and dont say no
Cause if you do this time, I just might explode.

Moscato

Soft curves of glass

a label of sophisticated italiano
an entire bottle of Moscato
Tastes so sensual, I imagine how grapes could dance on my tongue
lifting my spirits, all the while allowing them to tumble
drifting my vocal chords, causing a sultry mumble
loosened up my neck, shoulders, and body soon follow
an entire bottle of Moscato.....

The Workout

She looks into the mirror

dertermination reflects

hair in ponytail, biker shorts

check

pulse is beating

she runs down the stairs

opens the front door-a steamy burst of air

the moisture stays

intertwines with her prespiration

She has a pace now, damn thats motivation

The sun is shining, destractions causing her to stumble

but she wont mess this up-she wont fumble

she wants this

to put that Freakum Dress on

with no flaws

her maximus so tight-no need to wear draws

she wants to stand next to her man

and recieve attention too

she has this, and everything to prove

shes in a continuous range of motion

this workout is taking alot of devotion

but shes gonna stick to it

all in order to get fit

Conflicted (A Christian Poem)

No one knows but you my Lord

The thoughts that cross my mind

The actions I envision relasped overtime

I've been told this could happen

Seen it before in others around

But here I'am defiant, when my head should be down

Asking for forgiveness of my Sins, some called trivial by peers

I've allowed Satan to paralyze me and contain me in my fears

Lord no one knows but you how to fix me

How to render me anew

How to paint me on canvas with colors so true

I would love to be remade, remodeled, reshaped, and refigured
Into a brand new figure

One that is true to her Maker
If so, why must I refuse the hands of the sclupter?

Saturday, June 13, 2009

INSOMNIA


At the computer instead of my twentyseven hundred dollar bedroom
Call me a coward of sorts
Because of that small chill upon my neck
I get it when he is not here to solidify my rest
despite my best, I envision Aliens next to my bed
Danm YouTube pranks got me scared.
The time has been arranged for sleep, and I have missed it
may have set my clocks wrong or something
I'm here awake
Yet tired eyed
Skin fatigued and bones ache
Why Am I up so late? When Lord knows I Am to rise early?
Evaluating the events of today and Calculating the events for tommorow
Breakfast to prepare, Place Cornrows In Childs Hair, Nag to husband that my life is'nt fair, And come back to sit down at this computer chair....