Grown Folk, Sexy, Thought, Writing

DreamLover

  Excuse me, Miss, how you doing? My name is Dreamlover. I’m the type of brotha that you dream about. Wine and dine you and promise to keep promises Shower you with love and affection Take you places you ain’t never been before Treat you like you ain’t never been treated Did I mention that… Continue reading DreamLover

Personal, Thought, Writing

Questions

  I sit here asking all the questions WHAT? WHO? WHEN? WHERE? WHY? HOW? What gave you the right to take my love for granted? Who gave you the audacity to hurt my heart? When did I give you the okay to take away my strength? Where did I go wrong? Why did I not… Continue reading Questions