Session by The FlybyCocoLatina

I look into those dark spheres embedded in almonds. And all I can think about is when the next time my ankle bells are going to ring....ooo
I close my eyes and those soft petal lips press up against mine
And I reach for your vines pull them ever so gently.
But firm to show my strength. I command you respond with the utmost urgency.
You command, I respond submissively ...
aahh man trouble ha. no matter where no matter when, you got the right moves to make me crazy.
I feel your hand slide up against my arm and it's like electricity flowing through me.
I see you're worth my dance, my time my effort.
Damn why didn't I see this sooner? With such intensity you toss me about yet patient.
For he is a pleaser. He places petal traces all over my garden. Begging for my sweet nectar.
I submit, cause honestly, who could give up that shit? ha
He slowly makes his way to the gate tending to my flower.
Water it down yes get it real wet.
You encompass my stigma with your tongue and slowly stroke upwards , sideways, spell ya damn name papi!
The tip of your tongue gets caught up under my canopy...Oh my gawd!!!
You don't move, you stay right there, shake that papi, lick it, flick it. Send shock waves through me.
Bump this, I'm not selfish. What really gets me going is to see his excitement.
My mouth is your water and you are my fountain. Let me hydrate you for a moment
Maybe for an eternity, but that's another story.
But for now, I want to engulf your fountain with my big beautiful full lips and my slippery tongue.
I make it wide, long, flick and suck it soooo ( breathe) like I'll never see it again.
And the floodgates open oooohh.
My lips ride that thing like a carousel. Up and down , twisting and turning round and round.
I don't want to stop but it tastes so good!
Cause I'm not gonna lie, that sweet treat at the end tastes like cotton candy.
And I plea for it like a child at a carnival.
Sweet you are from the inside out, my treat will come from the inside out
Damn it man how did you turn me inside out?!?
He withholds, damn he is so disciplined.
His fountain monumental, stands strong with no flaw...just beautiful.
I see a place for it in my garden.
Open those gates papi cause it's time to hear my bell ring.
Yo se que tu quire mi chi cha. Quiero mas, Te quiero a ti en mi.
Now I'm really on a carousel. I look into you as you pierce through me.
It's yours, all yours. It can be yours anytime.
I'm craving for something sweet.
I think I deserve my treat.
Scream my name papi!
As he yells to the starlit skies, I melt in satisfaction.
Fountain flowing, and showers all over my garden.
As we lie wet , panting heavy, thinking...

Via  FlybyCocoLatina

Runs Through My Mind EVERYDAY!!!!!!!!!

If you don't feel this then you have a few issues within a ya self.....

The Return of Wordplay: Evierobbie for Japan.

A couple weeks ago for a small Japanese relief fundraiser in Manhattan Evita gave me a serious flashback moment has she pulled out the pen & pad to share a lil poetry. Poetry is the initial tie that connected me to a young Evita and what helped build the relationship that has evolved into so much. So here she is giving us what Japan meant to her...


Evierobbie Back on the Stage for Japan!!!! from Nightfall 914 on Vimeo.
Evita Robinson delivers a poetic description of her relationship to the Isle of Japan.

@Evierobbie is in the midst of the fundraiser for her International Travel pilot. Support the cause here.

Blog Challenge Day 11

And on the 11th day of the Blog Challenge the task was asked of my to share a letter to an EX. Well here's the thing. There was only 1 type of letter to that I've sent to an EX and it's the positive type. Technically how would I have a letter if it was sent to an ex. Hmmm, well there was this but that's not getting posted. You see when a relationship has been end with me. I was ended from the female side for the reason of seeking greener grass. When this occurred I would leave with little noise. There was no "baby please don't go". I learned early on that you don't stay where you're not wanted so I'd let my former flame live with the decision made. One of my cooping methods was poetry so instead of a letter I'll share a piece I wrote some where between 06-07.

Nightmares

Last nite....old images reminders of past failure.....inadequate.....unwanted......past pain that has since been buried rose up to keep me in touch with reality......C the images of ghouls,zombies and what not dont get a 2nd look from me, but there are horrific images in my past.Emotionally unsettling memories of not so long ago.....bouncing in and out of consciousness I could escape it......the cityscape of philly.......an eerie sound of large cats...wedding bells in the distance getting stronger and stronger.....indirect yet very direct symbolism of my most vulnerable times.....moments that I have come to accept but due to my mental make up,cant forget.So it happens once in a Blu Moon, an unavoidable rush of emotions.A mixture of regret,loneliness,confusion,anger and frustrations.......

But only in the nite does this occur....as the new day starts some emotional hangover remains but nothing that would be picCed up by others (save for those who read these blogs).Breath in,breath out........this is what God's given me to deal with and built me with the capability to endure.

No tears,not a drop,just the acceptance of life and the ones that got away..........but as it always does,this too will pass.

Poetic Chesticle Expression

iSUPPORT!!!! COSIGN!!!!!!!!

Back To Business

I can feel it, Long overdue time for action
Been knowing the answers without even asking,
These walls closing in lead to only one escape route,
The path's bright light is the only thing I make out,
Tunnel running more miles then I could phathom,
Pushing myself past fear to joy I can't imagine,
New year new day usual time for projection
yet I understand the value and the worth of reflection,
Happy Holidays in the rear view a destination just passed,
God willing by his smercy it won't be my last,
Cuz Death was on his grind puttin' in triple overtime,
Very few untouched no immunity for mine,
You and me cried my tears on the inside hearing mom sob
from pain that we can't hide,
We can try but it'll manifest eventually tripling the hurt
and quadruple times intensity.
I've always given so much always gave the best of me,
Burn my image in the your minds eye solidify the memory,
I move forward with the knowledge every thought could be my last,
No fear of the reaper no longer chained by my past
Ready to ignite it's Blu Flame add the gas,
And let the fire spread forth illuminate with such force
and brillance, never fadin', unshaken the definition of resilient.
That's the hope, the deisre, the plan and goal,
Start with a spark as the plan unfolds,
Been watching while I walk taking notes and brain storming,
Security got shaken up but a with a faint degree of warning,
Now sink or swim has me smiling at the possibilities,
New motivation has me seeing my world so clearly,
Even through the darkness my visions like a Nighthawk,
Black Bruce Wayne had to throw in a lil "bat talk",
A dose of nerd juice getting back to my nerd roots,
Rambling line rhymes just how I used to do,
Opening the new year 2010 for the masses,
Well my followers aint that much but can fill a couple classes,
that's more then I expect and would ever try to ask for,
Just throwing out my thoughts just sneaking in the back door,
Here with no filter if you ask then you'll receive,
Request I'll delievery do my best to please,
As long as I'm true to me then my world you can witness,
Iiight enough with the word play lets get back to business.

Hold ya Head X