The Vision Is Blurry

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Crawling With The Adversary (Her Story)

The sun rises and the man lying beside me is not my spouse
He rubs my hair as my breasts rise and falls against his naked body
I sent him a late night text asking him to come for a night cap
I promised vows to my husband but I’m curled up with the enemy
Adversary that gives me goosebumps whenever we touch
How he holds me in his arms or palms my ass so explicitly
Heat within me rises as I grab the tool that causes me to leak
If this was court, the judge wouldn’t hear the case – I’m guilty
Outside desires will be my downfall as the security has been breached
I guess this will be death do us part as I’ve failed in maintaining loyalty

I rise out of the sinned filled bed, wrap myself in my robe
Staring in the mirror at the woman that I’ve become – part ashamed
As I gazed into my thoughts, I felt the sensual kisses creeping up my back
My mind was saying stop, don’t do this but my body wishes left me betrayed
His lips moved to my neck and his hands easily harden my nipples
No turning back as he penetrated the reserved walls that went unclaimed
Felt as if I was on a wild ride my hands gripping the sink as he continued invasion
My essence was once again a traitor – allowing him to embezzle what was once tamed
Hair been pulled, ass being struck in a commanding way, juices submerging in elation
My drenched panties was positioned into my mouth to gag the joyous squeals that were proclaimed

These illicit actions made me lost track of the minutes that turned into hours which seems like days
I allowed the sinful language of lust slither into my ears and infect the decisions of my common sense
That smile, the shock waves I received when I got the initial touch, the way my skin rolled off his lips
Tried to fight the feeling but that sensation was simply too strong for my defense
Essential as the time in the clutch and I feel as if I’m slipping into the dark side
Even when the correct man is lying beside me, I don’t get the sentiment of my heart being tense
Just alone at night sending empty emotions to a man that just momentarily satisfies my needs
He plunges inside giving me gratifications that should be at my husband’s expense
He pulls out and leaves, I’m back to feeling empty and harsh with my contemplations
Existing with remains of regrets due to bad decision making and following it up with nonsense

fucknoreasy:

It’s the graveyard shift and that vibration stirs me from endless thoughts
Request on the other side asking am I available for a nightly trip to rapture
And even before I could get a chance to respond to the request
Photos hit my inbox detailing the hidden pleasures and my attention she did capture
Back story states that she’s a friend of a friend who in turn became too friendly
Ring on her finger symbolizes that she’s committed to being another man’s future
I’m guilty of my part in this world of sin but I am a glutton for her punishment
She does things that would leave an outspoken man speechless nothing short of spectacular

Thirty minutes later, I reach the destination to locate the key to her quarters
A part of me feels bad that I’m resorting to being a sideshow instead of the main attraction
In these terms, we all play a supporting role in other people’s lives
Being a pawn in her world takes away from my reality and adds to my distraction
So when I enter through those doors and see her awaiting me with curves and sex appeal
Me climbing her walls and hearing the moans as the soundtrack adds to the satisfaction
Just handle business and make sure her door slams lock when I disappear
No time for small talk as I’m undressing her slowly organizing for our prohibited interaction

The woman is sipping her wine and doing a slow wind to a slow jam
Teases my by licking her full lips and running her hands across her breasts
I watch as she walks toward me with the gaze of lust within her eyes
Taunting me as she rubs her backside against me as to remind that she’s blessed
Grabs me by the hand and leads me over to the love seat so that she can entertain
Tried to get a sneak preview of what forthcoming as I slid my hand up her dress
Pushed my hand down and said not too fast as she wanted this to be sexy
So I exhaled and reclined as I obliged to her request

Returning in all black and see through with her face covered to remain mysterious
The beat starts slow as she climbs upon my lap to begin her means of seduction
Kisses my on my lips sends shockwaves as the South starts to rise
She takes notice of the oppression and continues to rib my desires for her affection
Sliding her hard nipples across my lips and leaning back when I try to react
Master of this game and this is going to be the cause of my drive heading to destruction
Slides off my lap and on to the couch with her legs open displaying the wetness
Moves her lips say ‘taste this’ as she starts to play with it slowly arousing my temptation

Envelops her legs around my neck as my tongue slides up and down her clit
Her nails tunnels into my back as the obsession from my mouth invades
She curses me out, tells me that I ain’t shit all while pushing my head in deeper
Tasting her as she requests that I don’t stop as she enjoys this sexual raid
Turns her over so that I can continue my assault from behind
West coast ’93 classic LP same as her favorite position this scene must be replayed
Clinches the sofa as her world’s being pounded repeatedly
Total disregard of the promises made and the vow’s to uphold has been swayed

Flawed Ones

It’s the graveyard shift and that vibration stirs me from endless thoughts
Request on the other side asking am I available for a nightly trip to rapture
And even before I could get a chance to respond to the request
Photos hit my inbox detailing the hidden pleasures and my attention she did capture
Back story states that she’s a friend of a friend who in turn became too friendly
Ring on her finger symbolizes that she’s committed to being another man’s future
I’m guilty of my part in this world of sin but I am a glutton for her punishment
She does things that would leave an outspoken man speechless nothing short of spectacular

Thirty minutes later, I reach the destination to locate the key to her quarters
A part of me feels bad that I’m resorting to being a sideshow instead of the main attraction
In these terms, we all play a supporting role in other people’s lives
Being a pawn in her world takes away from my reality and adds to my distraction
So when I enter through those doors and see her awaiting me with curves and sex appeal
Me climbing her walls and hearing the moans as the soundtrack adds to the satisfaction
Just handle business and make sure her door slams lock when I disappear
No time for small talk as I’m undressing her slowly organizing for our prohibited interaction

The woman is sipping her wine and doing a slow wind to a slow jam
Teases my by licking her full lips and running her hands across her breasts
I watch as she walks toward me with the gaze of lust within her eyes
Taunting me as she rubs her backside against me as to remind that she’s blessed
Grabs me by the hand and leads me over to the love seat so that she can entertain
Tried to get a sneak preview of what forthcoming as I slid my hand up her dress
Pushed my hand down and said not too fast as she wanted this to be sexy
So I exhaled and reclined as I obliged to her request

Returning in all black and see through with her face covered to remain mysterious
The beat starts slow as she climbs upon my lap to begin her means of seduction
Kisses my on my lips sends shockwaves as the South starts to rise
She takes notice of the oppression and continues to rib my desires for her affection
Sliding her hard nipples across my lips and leaning back when I try to react
Master of this game and this is going to be the cause of my drive heading to destruction
Slides off my lap and on to the couch with her legs open displaying the wetness
Moves her lips say ‘taste this’ as she starts to play with it slowly arousing my temptation

Envelops her legs around my neck as my tongue slides up and down her clit
Her nails tunnels into my back as the obsession from my mouth invades
She curses me out, tells me that I ain’t shit all while pushing my head in deeper
Tasting her as she requests that I don’t stop as she enjoys this sexual raid
Turns her over so that I can continue my assault from behind
West coast ’93 classic LP same as her favorite position this scene must be replayed
Clinches the sofa as her world’s being pounded repeatedly
Total disregard of the promises made and the vow’s to uphold has been swayed

0409

My emotions toy with my heart with infects my decisions
The mind tries to fight but in the end, is ultimately refused
Trying to talk to you is war itself; neither side will call a truce
End results finish in anger and a state of being confused
Like a dog chasing his tail in circles, we end up nowhere
And that topic, just ends up dead from constant stages of the abused
That wall that is built just becomes stronger with the passing disappointments
And you turn to other forms of dealing with your inner soul being bruised

You wander trying to figure out where did things went wrong
Petty arguments and miscommunications lead to the severed connections
We lost sight of the road that we were supposed to travel
GPS wouldn’t even be able to track our locations
I would hope that we could find a solution but fears of heights are no daydream
And what remains are memories of prior collective affections
Trust me I’m still in search of answers to these inquiries
While trying to balance between my stances on my perfect imperfections

The photos, the gifts, saved text messages and I’m speculating how did we get here?
Maybe we’re both selfish and unwilling to compromise for the sake of us
Tried to reach out but we ended up back at starting point with the declaration of war
And I’m running out of Tylenol dealing with the effects of all that fuss
Said our many goodbyes and now you’re like a stranger in my eyes
Won’t defame your name and the lessons learned will always be a plus
If we ever cross paths again, I’ll be sure that my ways will adjust
For now, I’ll sweep up my remains as my soul as crumbled into dust.

Irregular Reality

Started out as a dream but once that energy exchanged
The conversations went in an opposite direction, feelings weren’t the same
I felt like I was losing all control of my emotions
Too many thoughts – questions arising leaving my mental strained
All I wanted to do was share memories and do what lovers – nah that’s too cliché
If the fights, arguments, constant breakups are a part of love then leave me out that frame
Unless I can enjoy the fruits of that labor – lately it’s hasn’t produced results found in fairy tales
Stepped outside my box and I repeat sequences like a broken record
Seems as if the faults are internal and everyone else is flaw free
So maybe this is the story that was written for me
Crap shoot like I rolled a twelve and all I needed was seven
I know that dealing with me isn’t an easy day in heaven
Hope that you feel great about yourself – And in the long run get what you deserve
And Marsha’s singing on “Fantasize” tells the tale that I want to experience
These lines I want to finish but the passion that I felt in the beginning quickly diminished
Rubble, ripped paper and untold feelings – none of which are replenished
And with that said – “That’s the end” we’re truly finished

Happy Birthday…

To myself and everyone else that share the same birth date as me.

Peek Inside

She won’t let me peek inside
Smacks my hands when I open the notebook
Where her thoughts and secrets are kept
I just want a glance – I’m not a crook
In order to discover the joys and tears
And maybe if our future has a chance
Speak those vows in front of family and friends
Then lead you out for that very first dance
She won’t let me peek inside
Snatches the diary before I can finish the first letter
Scolds me like a parent does to their child
Tells me that I’m a glutton for punishment and I know better
I wonder if there are any verses or lines jotted about me
Kind metaphors that would cause me to a debtor
To her pen and respect the internal desires she possess
Breaking that trust within her would cause me to lose favor