Saturday, February 26, 2011
We've been apart for some time now and I can’t stop thinking about you. Your face, your voice, your touch. How you listen to me the way no one else does, how it’s easier to be with you than not, how when we were together, I never wanted it to end. It’d be easier if I didn't feel this way because there are a million reasons why we shouldn’t work. Even though i know that, i really hoped that we did and maybe still will one day.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Addicted to my woman
Addicted to my Woman
I'm addicted to my woman, and I can't lie.
I can't get her off my mind, so I don't try.
You see, I'm addicted, because in her womb, she'll carry my seed.
And to have her by my side is all that I need.
I'm addicted to her smell, her touch, her taste, and I can't get enough of that
treasure between her legs that's right below her waist.
I'm addicted.
And to other men, her body's gonna always be restricted.
And to the man that violates this rule, to that man, serious pain will be inflicted.
Don't make me get wicked.
I told you when I started this poem that I'm addicted.
Just one thought of my woman, and my spirits are lifted.
I'm addicted when she's being rude.
I'm addicted to her sassy ways.
I'm addicted to her attitude, ya'll.
I'm even addicted on her moody days.
Yes, I'm addicted.
And I guess you can call me a fiend, but you see I'm not hooked on dope,
I'm hooked on a queen.
And I don't mind being her king.
Cause as far as I'm concerned, she's my everything.
And to keep her near, I'll do anything.
That's why I saved that money, and bought that big, old, pretty wedding ring.
You see, me and her together, we make one hell of a team.
I mean, I'm the cornbread, she's the beans.
She's the peaches, I'm the cream.
Hell, I'll be the yo-yo, as long as she's on the other end of the string.
I guess what I was trying to say was that I'm hooked to the extreme.
Just the sound of her voice, just the touch of her skin, it makes me wanna sing.
And I can't even sing.
But the words of this poem cannot express the joy she brings.
You see, if you've never been addicted, then you can't comprehend what I mean.
I'm addicted.
I cant take the credit for writing this, just heard it on tv and was feeling it cause it made me think of someone special to me. Shout out to all those who know this feeling of addiction, its a great feeling in my opinion one of the best you can have true unconditional love for another.
I'm addicted to my woman, and I can't lie.
I can't get her off my mind, so I don't try.
You see, I'm addicted, because in her womb, she'll carry my seed.
And to have her by my side is all that I need.
I'm addicted to her smell, her touch, her taste, and I can't get enough of that
treasure between her legs that's right below her waist.
I'm addicted.
And to other men, her body's gonna always be restricted.
And to the man that violates this rule, to that man, serious pain will be inflicted.
Don't make me get wicked.
I told you when I started this poem that I'm addicted.
Just one thought of my woman, and my spirits are lifted.
I'm addicted when she's being rude.
I'm addicted to her sassy ways.
I'm addicted to her attitude, ya'll.
I'm even addicted on her moody days.
Yes, I'm addicted.
And I guess you can call me a fiend, but you see I'm not hooked on dope,
I'm hooked on a queen.
And I don't mind being her king.
Cause as far as I'm concerned, she's my everything.
And to keep her near, I'll do anything.
That's why I saved that money, and bought that big, old, pretty wedding ring.
You see, me and her together, we make one hell of a team.
I mean, I'm the cornbread, she's the beans.
She's the peaches, I'm the cream.
Hell, I'll be the yo-yo, as long as she's on the other end of the string.
I guess what I was trying to say was that I'm hooked to the extreme.
Just the sound of her voice, just the touch of her skin, it makes me wanna sing.
And I can't even sing.
But the words of this poem cannot express the joy she brings.
You see, if you've never been addicted, then you can't comprehend what I mean.
I'm addicted.
I cant take the credit for writing this, just heard it on tv and was feeling it cause it made me think of someone special to me. Shout out to all those who know this feeling of addiction, its a great feeling in my opinion one of the best you can have true unconditional love for another.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Whats good world
Whats good world? Alot goes through my mind on a daily base, some good, some bad and most Random. but I created this as a way to just share some of my thoughts on any and everything, there will be uplifting things such as poems, quotes; other things such as my thoughts on current events; and some things going on in the life of CJ, and just any and everything that comes to my mind that I may wanna talk about. If you read any of my post feel free to share your thoughts or whatever u may wanna say, good, bad, ugly, its all good. Well I'm out, hope you enjoy or not. Deuces CJ
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