Monday, December 21, 2009

FAVORITE POEM IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD!

Make Up
 - by Nikki Giovanni

we make up our faces
for lots of reasons
to go to the movies
or some junior prom
to see ice hockey
or watch the Dodgers come home again
defeated


going to the grocery store
only requires lipstick
while a bridge game
can mean a quick trip
to the hairdresser for a touch up


i clean my makeup
before going to bed
alone
and if my mood is foul
i spray the sheets
with Ultra Ban


most faces are made up
before the public is faced
whether male female or child
it's always so appropriate
doncha know
to put a little mascara
around the eyes


we make up fantasies to face life
we need to believe
we are good on the job
or at least in the bed

cool poem.

So my poetic idol = Walt Whitman & this is an Ode to him by Lorca ........umm...hope u enjoy lol.

Ode to Walt Whitman


By the East River and the Bronx

boys were singing, exposing their waists

with the wheel, with oil, leather, and the hammer.

Ninety thousand miners taking silver from the rocks

and children drawing stairs and perspectives.

--y a season finale???

I'm going on vacation to guyana for a month -- dec. 22nd to jan 14th...well almost. So, usually on twitter for #twitterafterdark i do an "erotic" story every tuesday nite between 1130pm and 1200am but since i leave tues nite i did the finale for monday. So .......... hmm..wen i get back ..i'll start the following week. n so i guess itll b season 2 -- im thinkin of making seasons thematic. or jus havin season 2 as my last b/c i am gonna write the book. *shrug. but thanx again for all the support -- u inspire me :)

-- Enter if u Dare -- TwitterafterDark #8 (season finale)

Kevin played with the room key in his pocket, then turned away from the door then walked back to it. He took the key out and swiped it, the lock clicked but he hesitated to turn the handle. As he reached out for the handle, the handle turned, he stepped back and the door opened. Standing before him was a tall brown skinned woman with long jet black hair and light brown eyes. She smiled as his eyes searched her, down from her almond eyes to the curve of her nose to the softness of her lips, down her long neck around the softness of her skin, to her firm breast with erect nipples staring back at him, then curves down her body to her wide hips with an eagle tattooed on the right side, with the wings flapped down to her thick pussy, then down her curvy things to slender legs and pretty feet. She, Lisa, stepped aside and held the door as she beckoned for Kevin to come in.


He entered and she closed the door softly behind him. He looked to the left of the hotel room, into the restroom where a woman sat on the sink playing with her nipples as she moaned out as a another woman knelt before her

The R Train Sexcapade -- Twitterafterdark #7

At 130am Brian and Angela sat side by side on the two-seat of the R train, heading toward the end of Brooklyn. Sitting in the third car from the front, facing the direction of the train, no one sits before them in the car. Behind them, in the other half of the car is a an old woman facing the right of the train and another couple facing them. As the train approaches the 45th street train station, 6 stops away 4rm Angela's stop, Brian leans over to her and kisses her on her lips.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

HOW TO HAVE SAFER SEX!!!!!

VISIT:

http://www.walnet.org/csis/groups/maggies/safersex.html

ITS HILARIOUS!!!!!

Don't Look, DOn't Touch -- TwitterafterDark #6

She cuffed his wrist to the iron bars on the bed and tied a silk scarf around his eyes. He lay there naked, his chest heaving from anticipation, his dick erect with the moonlight shining on the sculpt of his body. She, angela, lay over him and kissed him on his soft lips inserting her warm tongue into his mouth and massaging his wit each kiss.She pulls back and kisses and sucks on the side of his neck, her nipples grazing on his chest, her soft wet pussy

Escape - twitterAfterDark #5

Her soft moans escaped her bedroom window unto the fire escape where Ray stood smoking a blunt so mama wont smell it in his room. Her moans grew louder and as she screamed out his foot hits a loose rail that clanged against the fire escape. She called out. Ray? He walked up the steps to her window and there she was lying naked in the bed, her fingers pressing against her pussy while her other hand strokes on her nipples. She called him in and he crouched through the window, into the room. He walks over to the bed and watches as he pulls a red popsicle out her pussy

Thursday, December 10, 2009

hey followers n viewers

i kno i haven't blogged recently but i promise i will soon. ive just been really b z lately :( .... i have 2 new twitterafterdark posts that i'm gonna put up 2nite. But mwahz n thanx