quickiee;; lovers application .

so as i -
lay in these sheets,
im praying yu thinkn' about me .
keepin' yu happy -
that's all that's important, undoubtedly .
tellin' my story,
its hard cause i feel like yu know me .
stayin' up only to talk to yu girl -
cause yu show me..
all of these things that i want and i need in my woman .
all of these things i found when i met yu . .
im flowin' -
straight off the dome,
its easy, yu truly inspire .
its not jus ya looks,
demeanor is mostly required .
your flyer -
than most of these females for hire .
. . .
simply put - yu got the job & employee of the year .
but im bout to go, im gettin' sleepy
- wish yu was here .
. . .
goodnight .

678.933.hahahehe .

i feel like its been you and me for years..
i be nostalgic girl, i miss you .
evrytime we talk its like the first time .
you and i be sharin things..
stimulate my thinkn, comparably great minds..
you kno the sayin .
but comparability is the riddle, see .
you, nothing like me..
we daily, converse our differences alike -
half-written pages neatly torn from my book of life .
but this is just a chapter .
so much laughter - we share..
dwelling in the past . .
most things . .
barley even last . .
through the wrath of time .
catch my self, time after time . .
simply thinkn bout, rhyme after rhyme..
good morning - goodnight . .
you stay on my mind .
girl we all know yu hella bad . .
but its your mind thats so fine.
those lips - so divine,
sensually met with mine . .
those signature curves, define a 'dime' .
do you mind if i,
climb my way into you ?
just enough for me to . .
force a jump-skip in that beat,
i be, rockin' my head to .
its you girl, i'm into .
almost everything about us . .
just clicks in my mental .
green to the temple . .
but its you that im feenin' -
you like tht good that i breathe in,
supernatural healing . .
i kno i aint dreamin,
- cause when i think about you leavin..
my chest get to beatin' .
pen &+ pad get to meetin' . .
you the cause of all this .
kickn back without you close, is awkward..
like sittin down when i piss .
i go on and on, yeahh i kno i digress,
but in terms of us girl..
we like an unfinished canvas.
skillfully painted by a talented artist,
beautifully "drawn" together..
yet nowhere finished .
ill be here, same digits .
jus txt when you finish .

as you dance .

instead of gun clicks, i hear the clicks of her heels,
and the tap of her toes..
envisioning an angel at recitals and shows .
. . .
her movements are fluent,
like newspapers, as they dance along the sidewalk..
in daydreams there's a girl, just like her, lives on my block .
. . .
curly hair, dont care .
surrounded by smiles that wont share .
. . .
swaying in and out of love,
her heart in rhythm with her feet .
. . .
she taps to her own drum,
most people is off beat .
. . .
relationships pose as her stage,
twisting 'til it hurts..
as if she's dancing for change .
. . .
not for loose change, but for true change .
. .
as hard as she loves, it's all for what .?
. . .
find love in imperfections and unique details..
and wear your headphones for the,
whispers of rhythm-less females .
. . .
insecurity is the purest form of honesty..
just be yourself .
. . .
try not to trip over niggas with their Adidas laced tight,
or because his fade's tight..
the flyest niggas can smell stage fright .
. . .
and if the crowd dont clap and the audience laugh,
remember that they still on the sidelines watchn..
. . .
as you dance .

quickkie;; things jus aint the same .

listen up .
nuthin clever bein said..
im not doin magic tricks..
pulln a quarters out mah head .
. . .
neva payd me no attention..
not a second in the day -
why is it tht i gotta write,
jus to be heard nd not played .
. . .
we been here before..
its like deja vu .
'cept last time i wasnt talkn
i was listenin to yu .
but this time its diffrent baby,
yu did me too wrong,
yu steady changin on me .
like a jukebox shufflin songs .
. . .
yu weak, like sumthin cheap .
i try not to waste money .
but i guess my efforts' worthless,
spendin time witchu honey .
& nahh thas not the case,
its not a diss to yu boo..
im jus tired of holdin' out -
..tired of waitn on yu .
&&to top it all off -
yu let any one hit it..
like yu wasnt good enough for nuthin
strictly flashhy, & fly shxtt &+.....
. . .
..im sorry for goin off..
ima always ride fah yu .
jus more recently i fell back..
yu too "gangsta" - too cool .
i think we gainin distance,
from eachotha i mean..
cause im sorry HipHop .
things jus.....aint the same .

her;; wordplay .

well, i think i love her,
waiting to discover.
she got me so . .
high -
she so fly,
she hovers .
in bed - no blanket, uh-uh, i got her covered .
. . .
you cant ever -
judge a book by its cover .
the author's name is on her spine,
New York Times best seller .
tell her, i felt her.
from the attic, to the cellar .
. . .
name out-
screams,
she got them veins out .
really don't think anything
will ever get them stains out .
. . .
Haters.
try anything to get my name out-
her mouth . .
nah,
cause thas my favorite playground .
told baby girl to lay down -
backwards, like face-down.
"faster", she say, "faster",
out-last her -
solid work-
comin from the back like "after".
believe she rode it, cause ya boy crashed her .
. . .
her brain is insane .
she earned all of her masters .
i cant put her down,
yet i've read all of her chapters .
like 'ex boyfriend',
Casper, he ghost .
seein straight through dude -
he an actor .
. . .
Quickies, call em preludes .
dived in her thighs.
got lost in her deep blue -
Jaws,
i eat through,
peek-a-boo, I see yu .
bark like a tree do .
pee-yew -
she the shxtt .
we jus get explicit-
when we need to .
. . .
Parental,
advisory's essential .
yu had her,
a rental .
I stay up on her mental,
yet also in her dental -
we do it over ten fold ?
rumors, jus humor . .
but yu jus a consumer .
. . .
she on top -
i got the key,
she on lock .
I squeezed,
her bomb popped .
stopped, dropped, rolled -
she too hot .
shots, pills, I do not -
get tickets when I speed,
keep it low, six degrees .
. . .
i got the bag for her tea,
the purple for her sweet,
Urkle for her Laura -
knockin' boots,
she my Dora .
not enough .
i need more'a -
her .
a plethora,
of verbs .
. . .
to love, to hold, to hug, infinitely .
her bed, the rug,
i touch her butt -
tons, of style.
her smirk,
her smile.
she winks . .
she flirts.
yu think,
she's yours.
a dream,
a blur.
erase, insert, my name,
with yours .
. . .
about to blow,
she's on the verge .
In it i be,
swimmin deep .
im lost in her v.i.p.
attend without an entry fee.
stacked, like vending machines,
snackin' on her endlessly .

your homie, lover, friend .

somethin like a dream..
yet im in between reality .
at times i feel your presence..
but your not even there .
in the air..
i sense you, yes..
that sweet convenient fragrance..
you used to wear -
your hair, flowing..
through my fingers..
but you slip, i loose grip -
with reality, when im with you..
its a dream .
only described as this, because
the bliss we share cannot compare
to any other day i have shared, with another .
may i cover - you, with my love -
my love, hear me, when i confess it -
do not undress, it, take it for granted,
play, with, it, like a toy -
MY heart, is not sum void..
to be filled with games & nonsense .
when i step to you, give respect, to you..
i do not, and will not, regret, to you -
my love .
please & thank you .
sincerely, i rank you -
my best .
nahh, keep the trophy .
you've skillfully opened my chest..
you know me .
you've touched my heart .
consoled me - in my times of need..
hold me, cause at times i bleed -
pains i cannot contain.....
strain, and boldy drip from my vain -
to this page, always..
your homie, lover, friend .