Quarter Past 3 (Poem)

  
It’s a quarter past 3 & the vibration of my phone wake me up out of my sleep.. I wipe my eyes & finally come to & then I realize that it’s a “wyd?” message from you know who.. Well nawl, you really don’t know who but it’s a quarter past 3 so I’m assuming that you do.. I read the message over & over & before I could respond, I get another text saying “I’m on my way over”.. I quickly hop to my feet, go wash my face & brush my teeth.. I go lay back down, all cool, calm, & collected.. Then I get another message saying “is the spare key in the same place that you left it?”.. I respond “yes”.. Now you gotta be a little grown for what happens next.. She walks in the room looking all timid & shy.. I knew it was front cause she’s a Gemini.. She walks up to me & kisses my lips.. She bites the bottom one, as I caress & grip her hips.. Slowly tongue kissing as she straddles me.. She pushes me back & says “fuck me”.. Instantly, my body tingles & my lil man stands up.. I kiss her neck & down to her chest, turned on, she gets wet by the slightest touch.. I get confident as fuck.. cause the way she moans & the way her body bucks.. I lay her down on her stomach, kissing her neck & trailing her spine.. As I trail, I write out in cursive, with my tongue, “you’re mine”.. I tease her more with my lips, I slowly kiss from her shoulder blade down to the side of her hips.. I flip her over as I kiss & rub her thighs, while feeling her juices drip.. She moans out as she pulls my hair in one of the tightest grips.. I gently open her legs and began to lick.. She moans out “oooo daddy”.. Trying to run so I grip her hips, licking her clit softly, she moans out “aww shit”.. She pulls me up & kisses me.. Then whispers in my ear, “I want daddy inside of me”… 

To Be Continued.. 😏

My Rihanna (Poem)

   

 My Rihanna.. 
She a Good Girl Gone Bad & Unapologetic for her actions & the words that she speak man.. She was looking for a Rude Boy, so I had to keep it together, I couldn’t be weak man.. I approached her & it all started when she asked me What’s My Name.. I stuttered a little bit but quickly recovered with a joke so she wouldn’t categorize me with the other lames.. Months go by, even a year then two.. I saw her as My Rihanna, but she saw me as just her dude.. I knew she was a Good Girl Gone Bad, but I was willing to take that chance.. I can’t even lie, in the back of my head.. I was wondering if she was gonna Stay or be Unfaithful.. She might act like she is in love but I mean its twenty-sixteen, so was she gonna Stay or be Unfaithful.. Everything going right, deep conversations turned into all all night/early mornings in my California King Bed.. Everything going right, but I still had that “Unfaithful” fear in the back of my head.. I couldn’t even front, I was in love.. She was the Only Girl, the Only Girl in my eyes.. She shined bright like Diamonds, like Diamonds in the skies.. It was great in the beginning but now its like why? Handled everything that she threw my way, trying to pass every test.. But it was like every move I made was deadly, our love became a game of Russian Roulette.. She my Rihanna.. I fell in love with a Good Girl Gone Bad & she lived Unfaithful.. Heart broken but addicted to a Good Girl Gone Bad… someone please help… 
I need Rehab………