My Tree Song

I crave, I want, I desire I’m not what you think A sweet sticky treat washed down with a drink I can be that release, the only one that makes you think I open your mind in time, like a drum we beat, we knock to an fro I sway, you go I go This wave it carries me so, enlightened by that breeze it swirls an dips over the trees I bring to my lips, my sanity, little green an brown bricks This alone brings me peace, a one-time fix Wish I could squeeze every bit, last drops let it drip We’ve been here before, I lay back and let my imagination soar over the life I’ve come to ignore Cuz u bring me bliss a forgetful kind that slows the mind…but only for a time What am I?

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My Sin

Handsome lover, my selfish lover My foolish pride wont let you go Walk away from me? Oh I don’t think so My greed has made me weak; I’m here at your beck and call I enjoy our sin Touching and squeezing, kissing and pleasing Pulling and teasing relentlessly, seizing your opportunity to unwind Your opportunity to shine Do you wanna treat me right? You race for my body, but would you race for my mind? Would you ask me intelligent and titillating things, where politics are going and what the future may bring? Or is my mind to far from the thing you want the most, that place on my body you wanna touch and hold Greedy fingers running through my hair, begging me to touch you To twist to bend to yield

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Trey Jackson: Can't Stop Won't Stop

Sex wasn’t enough she needed him. A small force pushes her onward like a beam of light burning slowly through wood. Hot sand couldn’t sink her quick feet as she ran without revere crushing the soft petals that seemed to lay endlessly beneath her feet. She tosses her now lose twists behind her back, beauty is not what captivates her senses. She is carefree in her want; she is sleeping. Trey jolts awake from what felt like five minutes of sleep and stared at her Harry Winston white band watch. “Why this thing has three faces I’ll never know.” She groans as she snatches her phone of the side table. “What is going on? 4:30am?” Trey looks around and sees a black mans leather jacket hanging from her shelf in the hallway. “Oh hell” sighs Trey as Keith sways into her living room. “What the fuck are you doing here? And what am I doin’ laid up on the couch not remembering what happened?” Trey rattled off as Keith waited. “I don’t remember letting you in Keith! Why would I let you in?” Trey stormed. She was about to re-up her lung supply when Keith interjected with fervour. “Trey first of all, you opened the door and you fainted.” Keith said with pride as if the site of him had caused her to forget she had legs. “Secondly” he continues. “I’m the one, the only one you’ve been letting in here for four years so don’t act like you don’t want to see me.” He said with a smug grin on his face. Trey quelled the sudden urge to lunge at him and claw his cheating face and strolled over to the kitchen to get a glass of water instead. She could feel herself overheating. “Oh so your just gonna ignore me now, after I saved you from cracking your skull on the tile.” Keith spat out. Trey sipped her water wondering what in the hell he had to be so angry about. After all she was the one with unwanted dick standing in her living room. “Keith you know why I don’t want you here. You really think I’m gonna forget in a month? I don’t…” Trey was cut off by the site of Keith B-lining towards her. He grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her. Bodies pressed together his tongue slid between her lips like butter. For a moment Trey revelled in the thought of rolling on her blue silk sheets with this man. How she missed his smell and feel. How only he knew how to make her cum till her legs were shaking. Then she remembered that she wasn’t the only one experiencing those shakes. Trey snapped out of her sexual haze and pushed Keith back. “What the fuck, get out!” Trey screamed. She moved over to his jacket an felt the smooth leather rub between her fingers as she threw it towards him. “Trey! Baby come on, I miss you. I said I’m sorry a million times in one million different ways. If it was you I would have taken you back already! Its been a month!” Keith pleads, almost begs. Trey just stood there as she said a silent prayer in her head that slipped out her lips. “Lord give me patience, cause if you give me strength I will beat the shit out this man!” Trey laughed at her own sense of humour with her Creator and looked back at Keith who didn’t look at all impressed. “Look, I’m really tired. As you can see I got a whiff of shit at my door and passed out. I need a break.” Trey said in all seriousness. “Oh so you got jokes Trey, I don’t care what you say. I felt you giving in just now. Baby don’t deny it.” Keith whispered from his permanent spot by the fridge. “I know you miss those nights, I would come home and lay you out. You looking all sexy with your glasses on an hair in bun.” Keith slowly started to walk over as Trey watched his body. Her eyes trailed first to his feet and slowly flicked passed a button on his pants that seemed to be the only thing keeping his growing desire in its place. “Keith, I’m serious. You need to go.” Trey breathed out. Keith kept moving forward, a dark look in his eyes told Trey tonight was not going to bode well for her sanity tomorrow. “I can’t.” was all he said. -A Tee

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