It’s crazy how you’re so lost
Dying from the outside in
Self absorbed nymphomaniac
Who thinks she’s a woman

It’s crazy how you’re so lost
Thinking you know so much
‘Cause you have a little vision
Black girl
Wannabe white girl
Searching for herself in everyone

It’s crazy how you’re so lost
Who are you looking at
Lying on your back
Do you think he actually cares
Your pussy doesn’t matter
In the grand scheme of things

It’s crazy how you’re so lost
Talking about being empowered
Your leg spread across the map
I was like you but then I grew
Built myself and changed

It’s crazy how you’re so lost
Saying I’m not normal or black
When I use my brain
Not my ass
To gain success and assets

It’s crazy that you can’t see you’re lost
So
Tell me how smart can you be
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How would he react
To my touch
To my kisses
Would his lips openly welcome my tongue’s need to taste him
To stimulate him
Would he sit back
Lay back
And allow my eyes to look at him
Every inch of him
Then look up at him and tell him
Just how much I’ve wanted him
Ached for him
Could he understand my need to
Touch his back
Kiss his back
To let my nipples brush his back
How would he react
Would he allow me to guide him inside
Oh so slowly
Or would he understand if I quickly
Lifted my hips and took him in
Fully
Forcefully
Would he be frightened
Would he be surprised
Would he miss the moan that got caught deep in my throat
Or would he see me lick my lips to gain back some control
What would he do
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The Buddhist believe that attaching one’s
Emotions
To something that is in constant change
Can only lead to Sorrow…
So as a woman who is learning
And thus is in constant change
Who chooses to love a man who is also learning
And consequently, is in constant change
Am I therefore, choosing to experience
Sorrow in addition to Love…
And is this Sorrow necessary
In order for me to appreciate
And fight for that love even more
Or will that Sorrow eventually overwhelm
And simply suffocate that love…
In my walks through the many shadows
On my eternal quest for Nirvana
I have encountered those who have taught me Love
And those who have taught me sorrow
In looking at my journey with a seeing mind
I fully accept that I could not have become the woman that I am
Had I not experienced both
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Spiritual being
Born
To explore the earth
In a physical cell
Made of dirt
Battle within itself
In a world so torn
Angry and hateful
Unable to see worth
Given by God
No understanding
Or knowledge of self
Not living
Just breathing
Blindly
Through lies
Told from birth

Spiritual being
Trapped in a cell
Not knowing from whence it fell
Scared and confused
By this earthly living
Not understanding
What it means to be a human being
Detached from both selves
Feeling like an alien
Not fulfilling
Society’s expectations
Outcast of the earth
Unable to complete the mission
Failure in the eyes of many
But gleaming with envy
From what they are seeing

Spiritual being
Born
But dead
Released from the curse of the cell
Free to roam as it pleases
Exploring the earth
Happy & free

~*ANNÆLLE*~… Continue reading