Black Poetry : Do I?

[baller]

Do I Toy with You?

Yes…

I employ manipulative skillz
To subvert…pervert your mind
…make you mine

You know my kind
Diddy bopping to the
Beats from the streets
But singing the
BLUES
Whenever we meet

Let you see the
HEART
I want you to see

Let turbulent emotions crash over me
Engulf me
That you may know
The sensitivity in me

I want you to see ME
Playing hardball…brutally
With TRUTH as my lethal weapon
HONESTLY
I tell you no lie
Other than lying by deception
The rest of’em
Well…
You know…the rest of’em
Don’t need to know what we know
But…listen, yo’

I manipulate
And play
And strut the evil actions
Of a PLAYA

But that’s not me.

I’m sweet…in my delivery
And openly confess
My dog-heartedness
Asking forgiveness
For what I’m ABOUT TO DO
Saying, “I don’t wanna hurt you.”
But, I do
Run through you
Like a mach truck
With a full load

I own the road

Would you like a ride in my
KING size

Do you know what lies…beneath
The hood of my locomotion
If you subscribe to the notion that
“Size doesn’t matter”
Then…I’m your man
Coz jr. was anemic
From birth
…hasn’t been worth
His golden flow
Since he went on a ******** diet

Imagine my surprise when
The one-eyed monster
Refused to come out…at night

Hmmm

Anyway…
Don’t you see the
Lust(filled)
Images on my face
…knowing there’s no place
Like the canyon of love
To rest in

“Is there a toll charge
to enter this tunnel?”

 

[elayne.]

i.b.


...you're crazee!!

but alla that aside... i umm... enjoyed
the read, poet.

itsallLove, chile.

elayne.

 

[baller]

just adjusting to my environment, ElaynE...formerly known as my morning sunshyne.

THANKS for reading.

 

[$$RICH$$]

man ......let's say a charge one would pay to enter .....lol