Blind Dreamer
Written by Contessa 8-12-99
You don’t see me
My intelligence or class
Brothers either don’t see me
or only see me for my ass
Looking straight thru me like a plate of glass
Either they don’t step to me at all
Or they step to me nasty and crass
I’m a queen, not a piece of trash
Yet you play me like your name is Ralph Ellison
And I play the Invisible man
You don’t see me
And I’ll be waiting till the Juneteenth of never
for you to come correct...
But I’m not one known for sitting idly by
Twiddling my thumbs till you open your third eye
Waiting for you to take notice of me
The queen you claim to want
But somehow fail to see
I’m the woman who walks barefoot thru your dreams
Yet when you awaken you don’t remember me...
I want to stir your mental
I long to be a lasting part of your thoughts
But first you have to see me
And that’s the hardest part....
Study Session
Written by Contessa 6-17-99
I study you like a book
Because I’m never satisfied with one look
I’d take a picture
It lasts longer
But still it leaves me shook
I want you to lay me down and go deep
No... not with your body
I don’t mean sexing me ..
You know what I mean
I love it when you go deep baby..
Explore my inside..
My mind
I’m talking about you holding me
in your arms and reading to me
talking with me..
sharing your thoughts, passions, and intellect with me..
as we lay comfortably
The way you explore my mental is deeper than
exploring my body could ever be...
My black prince
My divine king
Now that I’ve tasted your fruit
I’ll never settle for less than the real thing
Now I know what sweetness tastes like
Its not a treat that can be bought
I know what real pleasure is
Its not a trick with the tongue to be taught
Its looking into your eyes and seeing God’s light shine though you
Its playing in your locks on a lazy afternoon
Its the way you look at me and make me feel as if I’m the only woman in the room..
Your mental, physical, and spiritual leave me shook
Therefore I take delight in studying you
Like a book
Baby, You’re Blind.... You Don’t C Me...
Written by Contessa...6-17-99
I love you
completely
continuously
constantly
consistently
concretely
consciously
cautiously
crazily
coolly
carefully
carefree
compassionately
capriciously
clumsily
consequently
courageously
certifiably
Yet everyday I find myself crying
Because you don’t
See
Me
PERFECT DAYS... Written by CONTESSA
On a perfect day the skies are blue
A perfect night is warm in June
I dont want the stars .... Don't bring me the moon !
I sit on a dream cloud and wish for you
I have nothing to hide ... There is nothing to prove
I'm thinking of you in all that I do .
Will you be the one that is there for me ??
Leading the way when I can't see
and blinded by love, by anger, by fear.
Will you listen for me when I can't hear ?
United in spirit,, joined in blood ,, united in body ,, joined by love
I believe in perfect days
I believe in truth
I don't need hard evidence, your heart is the proof.
I think of you on perfect days
It warms my soul like June
Come meet me on a dream cloud........
I'll be right there waiting for you..
This special someone.....
Written by my gyrl ALMOND ICE...
I sit here and think everyday about this guy that I might be with one day
I picture him in my mind
tall, brown, handsome, and fine
cool, nice sense of style
and a nice sexy smile
intelligent, sweet and kind
and as far as looks goes, he's just FIONE!
Doesn't travel by foot but goes by car
doesn't like to take relationships too far
serious and attentive is what I like
yeah this man sounds just about right
This guy knows how a relationship is supposed to be kept
He doesn't play games and treats his lady with the upmost respect
If one day my dream shall come true
I hope that u will be right for me and that I be right for you
But until that day
I shall think of u for the rest of my life until I find u
But right now as time lies in our hands
I shall think of u as my perfect man
WILD WOMAN WAYS....WRITTEN BY CONTESSA
WOMEN WHO KNOW WHAT THEY WANT AND BRING THE RUCKUS
I'm a wild woman
I've got wild woman ways
Don't get me started
I'll talk about it for days
I switch dat thang when I walk
Make u blush when I talk
Wild women like me only play after dark
Tigeress, panther, and Lioness in one
Belives there is NO such thing as having too much fun
Always known for STARTING and ENDING beef
The type of woman who LIKES to creep
Sometimes accused of being a thief
I'll admit to that
Cuz I like to steal
I'll steal your man
If thats how i feel
Wild woman like me dont give a shit
If you get mad and call me a bitch.
I'll bend over and show you the spot
where my ass and your lips can lock
Thats just me...
Thats what I feel....
I'm a wild woman....
Thats on the real.....
MY GIFT FROM ABOVE
Written by LARRY (DANKSTA_1)
God sent you my angel from the heavens above a gift i deserve and need you've got all my love. Your beauty is brighter than the stars in the sky, dedicating my life to you babygirl till the day that I die. I have felt love before,,yes I do have a past. Thus time I'm commited...this one will last. Priceless like a Picasso, more beautiful than world peace.. When I look into your eyes I realize wonders never cease. In my arms your safe, no one will ever harm you. Our love will stay fresh..... Vibrant, and new . You're my angel of mercy, I'm your bulletproof vest. Putting my life on the line because your better than the rest.. This love is precious so treat it like a newborn child.. My heart glow with happiness when my eyes see you smile. I will never let you down,,I'll be true till the end.. Youve been hurt in the past,, let down your guard,and let my lovin begin.. I'm the luckiest man in the world,, never take you for granted.. You found the key to my heartland,,like a rose you're already planted.. At night when God listens I thank him for you when I pray.. I was so lost without you my love, but you showed me the way.......
TITLE UNKNOWN
Written by PABLO NUERDA,,
(found on the suite 508 webpage poem section)
My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth.
But when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.........
Here are two by my little sister and friend, she shows her talent in a poem that takes a deep look at the inner self, ( I Love This One.)
Written by Razzbarie
Title PERFECT ME
Though I've never seen her, I really am quite sure, that she will always be there. Although I'm not sure where.
She is my best friend and inspiration. She is my imagination. My hopes and dreams. At which she understands it seems.
She taught me to keep my dreams in sight, and on the darkest day led me to the light.
She kept my hopes alive. And helped me to grow and strive.
Who is she??????????
She is me....
The part that only I can see.
The one thing i struggle to be.
She is the perfect me..
BY RAZZBARIE DEDICATED TO TiCaL_18 , WITH LOVE
TITLE: HEAVEN'S GIFT
Today heaven sent me a gift. My soul he is able to uplift.
My heart he fills with love. Truely a gift from above.
He has stolen my heart like an angel of darkness.
Yet my lips burn for his tender kiss.
He is on my mind with the morning light.
Until the first stars fill the dark night.
My heart belongs only to he.
His choice to hold captive or set free
Heaven's gift to me.....
