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Don’t let the ones who neglect you confuse you

 The forbidden fruit is what caused us to see skin, what caused us to have greed, pride and jealousy, its what caused us to cover up and hide from God. We should really check our mentality. I am no better than the Asian lady who does my nails, I am no better than my White/Hispanic best friend or the Mexican server at my favorite dine in. My savior is not black, white, Asian or Hispanic he stepped foot on earth before there was a such thing called “race”. I am connected to people through spirit not skin.

I admire blue eyes and brown eyes if they speak truth from within. We should be able to enjoy all people from all nationalities, with any complexion. light skin, dark skin it shouldn’t matter to begin. don’t build yourself up to where you knock others down, we were created in God’s image equally. Remove yourself from the flesh and connect with others soulfully, connect with people through ways that your eyes cannot reach.

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The Help

No doggy Zone

Could you turn off the dog in you off for just a second? Fishing for fish but you are not able to see the real goddess before you! Baby a blessing😜 How many of my nights ruined by arrogance😭 Thinking honestly why cant you just cherish this...  Cherish the chatter the laughter the moments that are genuine😁 the thought of some one lusting about what was between my legs, what was behind my back and what was placed on my chest. Dude really! You are a mess! There is more too me than sexiness. Could you just turn the dog in you off for just a second! I want a mutual attraction, An every week interaction(everyday gets boring too quick) I’m sorry I’m not looking for temporary satisfaction. If you would just turn down your testosterone a bit, and look at me with nothing but the eagerness to learn about me and my brain full of shit maybe we could make something worth the wild and be lit😂😂

My BLACK IS

My black is beautiful. My black is powerful. My black is intellectual and spiritual. 
My black is white, brown, green, yellow, and purple. My black Is universal; a movement to the moon. 
My black is a song: a rhythmic blues. My black is strong and unapologetic. My black is love and hate tied bitterly sweet.
My black is pleasurably pain. My black is momentum, my black is silently pleasant and loudly intolerable. My black is deep like blue and curvy like spoons. My black is still water and moving tides. My black is closely and remotely Beautiful.

Im Not Supposed to Think Of You

I wonder if you know how true I could be to you
You just don’t know how you freed me
I am no longer imprisoned in my head
Every day I challenge my mind and try to do away with wasteful thinking but...
I’m not supposed think of you
Slow, long kisses those are my favorite. When your lips touch mines a million stars start to shine. I can’t help but think do you feel like it’s that amazing?I catch a glimpse of you, head tilted, hands gripping my thighs, so much passion through those glasses. Those soft lips and gorgeous brown eyes.
I feel your energy clashing with mines. Your sensuality with my sexuality it’s a match that can’t be denied.When we entwine we send the heavens shaking disrupting the angel’s peace. I wish I could keep you with me
But I’m not supposed to think of you
It’s not just the intimacy that I’m attracted too, it’s that big beautiful brain that blows me away. Something about the knowledge you keep that has me wanting more and more of your time. I crack codes but you🤤 you a…