So I’m at work, right? Minding my own business and I begin to doodle and write thoughts that came to my head. I guess this is considered poetry. I think it’s more like chaotic poetry. Once it was over I went back to read it and I couldn’t help but to laugh. Let me know what your thoughts are to this. It is so funny!
Lips supple
Hips right
Thighs thick
Skin tight
Eyes deeps
Voice soft
Heart big
I live in a mutha freaking loft
Love is sweet
Toothache
Screw me over
Heartbreak
I’ll make you laugh
I’ll make you cry
We can be bored
Or have a good time
I am a woman that will
Love you
Hold you
Comfort you
Cook for you
Scream for you
Ride for you
Won’t lie to you
Be real with you
Build you
Mold you
Teach you
And I…
Will believe when you don’t
I will when you won’t
Not afraid to carry
The ideal woman to marry
Can throw a fit
Push you when you want to quit
Never afraid to get in your shit
If it’s necessary
How I long to be necessary
We can make a type of love that’s legendary
Something Socrates, Artistotle, Gorgias, Hobbes, Machiavelli, Marx, and Gandhi, couldn’t put in words. They can even find the air we breathe in.
Listen
Do you hear me?
Can you feel me beyond this screen?
I am there
I am your air
I am the essence and the prototype of what God intended woman to be
So many sides of me
That only one will see
So much to learn about me
Where the “f” is he?
Fine
Pretty
Sexy
Gorgeous
Beautiful
Exotic
Freaky
Compassionate
Weird
Unique
Strange
Funny
Crazy
Wild
Ambitious
Passionate
Soft
Hard
Gangsta
Prissy
Stuck Up
Confident
Aggressive
Assertive
Strong
Brave
Courageous
Nurturing
Amazing
Great
Exceptional
And the list goes on….
So many words can be used to describe me and those aren’t it
When you talk about me just remember these three words “I’m the shit”.
