story of an african son

I fell in love with the Sun. Brightened my every-day, Purveyed hope wherever she went, Brought light to this switched-off soul. Everything about her was intricate clockwork. She did right by all, a daily therapy against the cold. So down to earth, yet farther from reach. We felt alive in her presence, warming our icy souls. She fell in love with the Moon. Felt like the only one who could truly see her, The sole comprehender of her scars and hurt.  He fell in love with her past and present.  Her flaws and her triumphs. She was the world to him, the light that brightened his existence. Like mere mortals, terrified by love. Terrified she, in time, would cease to see him. Would shine too bright- he would get lost in her glow,  Abandoned alone in the cold of space, floating further from her grace. It's a fear that took all it could, leaving a soul on a hook. Now he too watches her grow, Loving her in the dark.  She fell in love with the Moon  Fell in love with th...

Mickey lived a young life, Kept his hair long, His dreams alive. Mimi a simple girl, true at heart, Words and actions genuine, She loved day and night. Mickey loved life, Found comfort in the words of Christ, Mickey meet Mimi, And life was never the same again. Mickey loved, loved like he had never before, Mickey saw more than her, he saw a future meant for them. Mimi had her ways Made others feel the sway, That carries happiness and lingering smiles, Unable to hide her pleasures, unafraid. .......  Young vibrant soul Kinky hair Crazy energy, never quite her style, Wouldn't match, push him away!  Protect your heart from this one she thought. Went to her creator knelt  in prayer,  Is this a hoax, not a hoax, not a hoax …  A passing fancy! But he stayed, fascinated,  How comfortable she was in her own skin! Unafraid to show her mischief, scars, Fears, wore them like a goddess, Mimi to a chance  .  ¡¡¡ ° Mimi is drawn to him, Always...

She was my BBW, my five course meal. How I would dine on her divine body, only she knows. One cold Saturday afternoon,cuddling watching TV, How she looked at me I knew it was about that time. I loved her too- her aura, her brains, her whole being, How she made me feel, my spirit levitating in pleasure, Watching my body react to her… Walking into the kitchen, From the back she would grab my ass, tease till she got to my parts, Gasp as she touched all the walls of the pink, Biting hard on my neck, her scars my new tattoos. Going crazy in the kitchen, turning off the stove, burning the roof off ourselves. The snacks and cake go flying to the side, kissing like war is all we do. Pinned to the wall she bites on my nipples, Oh God there is just something about how she nibbles! ... ... How she knew to turn me on and keep me on a constant high, When she got on top of me, naked, as I was, Caressing my breasts as we locked tongues, her body on mine, The lower she went the more ...

Turn off the lights Tinkerbell, It's time we made our own sparks, Eyes so bright they shine in the dark. Love you so much pleasuring you is such delight, Touching you twice, making sure I touch you right, Naked next to me holding for dear life, Minutes feel like hours as the love flows. Let's fall in love under the dark. Come closer to me tonight. Let the neighborhood know you around. Dig into my skin,let them know you're mine. Whisper in my ear,asking for more, Let's fall in love all over again. Let's love in this dark. You makes it worth living, Gifting me something I dare call purpose. As I get high on the herb you get high on yourself. .... I My daily inspiration, up at three staring at your naked grace. I grow fonder of you the more you ask not to. You're miles away but I feel you closer than ever.  You're all I want, more than I will ever need, More than I will ever deserve-let me atone. Let me freak your dreams; kill your nightma...

I found love at the end of a gun I found faith at the gates of hell I found more sense in the burning of the herbs As we fight to kill our livers Honestly speaking am faded Dad might be get on my last nerve tonight Why oh why do you lie See the pleasure in the pain Poisonous trust Stabbing with no remorse Ha!! Remorse Such a beautiful word .. Court side with B.H, this might be the closest I will ever get to a relationship. Young boy child trying to make a name for himself.  Gets harder when they either consider you trash or crush. Always on the wrong end of the race. Winning more losses than the national football team. Been nominated King 'mafisi' so many times this title starting to stick to the skin. She is screaming dog into one ear, asking for respect from the other. What more can I do, Mary Jane seems to be only one who doesn't hate me for being male. So I light up and pass to my brothers, we shall endure the hate, by God we shall come up. We pray in si...