The One!

The One!

I’ve always been the one who you can call on for your needs and wants.
The one that doesn't say NO;
The one that says Yes all the time.
I’ve always been that one you can count on to give you anything without questions.
The one that doesn't ask, but the one that willing to give.
The one that doesn't have a problem to give, and never asks to receive anything.
I was always the one that followed and never lead.
I was the one that wanted to change you, but you changed to take advantage of me.
I was the one to believe every word you said by choice.
By choice, I was the one to continue your realness behind closed doors.
I was always the other woman.
I was always the Vixen.
I was always the Hook-up.
I was always the One-Night-Stand.
I choose to act like i didn't want commitment.
I choose to act like i didn't want a relationship.
I choose to act like i didn't want to be serious.
I choose to act like i didn't want that emotional bond.
I choose to act like i didn't want love.
Instead, I was your lady of the evening.
I was the call girl, the working girl, and hustler.
I was working paycheck to paycheck, but the real G’s came from him.
Accepting gifts was abnormal for me, but i accepted.
My heart was saying don’t, my mind was having second thoughts.
But my body was having the craving for you, I was yearning for you.
I was the one that gave him complete satisfaction.
I gave him pleasure.
I gave him what his woman couldn't give him.
I gave him domination.
I made him feel like he own something.
I gave him his manhood back, I made him feel like a man.
I made him feel like a natural man, when his woman made him feel less then a man.
I put a smile on his face at night when she was out with her friends.
When he is always in the wrong and he leaves home, he comes to me.
When he doesn't answer his phone, I’m there rocking his world.
When she talk shit about him to her family and friends, he comes to me for peace.
I didn't choose to be the one, i had no choice to be the one.
I wasn't trying to be “That Home Wrecker”
I wasn't trying to break up a happy home.
I would never take the kids father away.
I would never break up a family.
I would never something i don't wont to happen to me.
People never wont to hear me out, but go straight in for the kill.
I’m not a suspect, but I’m not a victim either.
I was told they just wanna chill, and i did.
I was told “I like you” “Lets get to know each other” “I would never lie to you”
I fell for it and I continue to fall for it every time.
I might look like a fox, a vixen, a naturally beautiful women who has a curvy figure.
I might have flawless brown skin and naturally long black hair.
My stiletto might fit my frame and my walk.
Moving my hips side to side along with the thickness of my thighs isn't wrong.
I’m just like you who wants a family.
I’m just like you who wants love.
I’m just like you who wants kids.
I’m just like you who wants marriage.
But instead, I was the one who choose not have kids.
I was the one to choose not to have marriage.
I was the one who choose not to have a family.
I was the one that fell for fools gold.
I choose to be the other woman.

Imagine That...!

Imagine That...!

I am these curves you want to sink your teeth into.
I am my long black luxuriant hair you're ready to run your fingers thru.
I am these thighs, hips, and legs all in the right places that you cant miss.
I am my beautiful brown ebony eyes, my beautiful soft succulent lips.
I am my incredible brown skin, with the touch that's soft as silk.
I am the sway of my hips, how they move side to side.
I know what you're thinking, is she giving me a sign, is her body calling me.
Can she be my next woman or wife, or my last.
Can she be the one to bare my child.
The future cant talk but what matters is now, now I’m a stranger to you.
Now I’m just someone, not just someone, but I am somebody.
I can be your next, maybe you last, hopefully your only.
I can be your everything and anything.
I can be the one you call, the one you text, the one that satisfies and give you pleasure.
I can be your anonymous sex.
I can be your little secret.
I can give you sexercism, to release your anger.
I can give you something special.
I can give you my most secret place, my most special place.
I can give you what's deeper within.
I can give you heat, that fire, that yearning desire that you're looking for.
Give me your large manly form of a body and pressed it against mine.
Give me your swollen manhood, your flesh, your staff, your possession.
Glide yourself slowly, inch by inch inside my entrance of my femininity.
Dive inside the center of paradise where I most ache for fulfillment.
Gently curl your tongue against my throbbing tips, gentle suck them to make them rise.
Thrust your hips against mine.
Grind your body against mine.
I feel your aching bulge, your shaft, you arousal flesh against mine.
I feel your hardness and growing erection.
I feel your hard pulse, while we heavily breath.
You filled me completely. You filled the heated core of me.
You enter me in one deep thrust, I quickly accept you and I surrendered to you sexually.
Slowly and provocatively, inside the womanly heart of me, I felt the moistness.
You thrust wildly inside me. You thrust your hardness into my softness.
I accepted you inside my glistening moistness, inside my delicate softness.
You increased your tempo and thrust inside me even harder,
Grinding inside me until your manhood grew a massive hardness;
Until we both reached our highest climax together.
You reach your final moment of ecstasy, the longest hottest released of your life;
I reach my climax of passion and my explosion of ecstasy.
I see, I felt your hot seeds spill into me.
I felt your sweet love lava over flowed.
I felt your molten juices to intermingle with mine.
I felt my final threshold of passion.
I felt you bursting inside me.
Your body on top of mine, I feel your pulse racing.
We both gasping for air.
We both gripping the bed sheets.
After us climaxing together, Us heavily breathing;
We have a passionate kiss.
This kiss is slowly sensual and so intense, This kiss is searching for more.
The kiss was so intoxicating, I was hungry for more.
My lips was trembling, My Tongue danced with his.
My skin was craving for his skin.
But in the end, you can only Imagine.
I am, I can be, I can give; Imagine That.