Writing for You, for Me, Writing for the Love of Poetry

By A. Jones

INTRODUCTION

POETRY

CAN I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!!!!


As I flow with words passionately
not asking for no ones opinion on how to speak


releasing inner thoughts from my mind, body, and soul.
Delivering untold stories from beyond


As I mold these words into
fantasies, hopes, and dreams making you
believe you just seen this shit on TV.


Based on true stories not make believe


I get lost in my words like my virginity.
Start flowing like Kelis and Busta rhymes


" I love my baby yup yup. Yup I love my boy"
Poetry is, "THE SHIT"


My main squeeze Never a disappointment or Underestimates
me.

Given me love constantly.
Flowing through my veins like ecstasy.


"DAMN I am high as hell!
Rolling words up in a strawberry blunt I "Puff, Puff"


Hold it....Hold it...Hold it like waiting to exhale.


Not needing a man to penetrate me, because poetry goes
DEEP.DEEP..DEEP like black street do you feel me?


Getting better and better everyday


Im closer to my dream like Goapele


No I cant stop now like baby face
because Im just beginning to
write 4 you,


To write 4 me




To write for the love of poetry...Thank you.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jan 30, 2012
• ISBN: 9781469155821

A. Jones

A. Jones was born and raised in Michigan, found her passion for writing at an early age. She writes a variety of genre from poetry, children books to short stories. There is no limit to where her mind will take you. She believes that if one decides to write, that they write with creativity & passion.

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Copyright © 2012 by A. Jones.

ISBN:          Softcover                                 978-1-4691-5581-4

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Photographer: KMG—Photography Detroit MI

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CONTENTS

INTRODUCTION

HUMOR

I Cheated On My Husband

Don’t Touch His Phone!!!!!

Online Drama

TRUTH & JOY

My Reflection

I'm Not Perfect

Whats The Word

Lord I Can’t Do This

Hear My Cry

A Song For Jesus

I Am Not Feeling

Can I Have A Moment Of Your Time?

With Out You

AFFLICTION & TRIBULATION

Lonely

What Has Become Of Us

The Letter

He Does Not Love Me

Numb

Release The Stress

He Loves Me With His Fist

Invisible

His Lies

Yesterday

The Pain Of Love

LOVE

Addicted

Straight To The Point… .

Beautiful He

Can I Have You?

Secret Admire

My Type Of Love

I Love Her

Searching For Love

Could You

Digging You

In Your Arms

I Dream Of You

I Remember

Changes Of Love

You

Love

I’ve Learned To Love You Again

I’m Feeling You

My Love Song

Have Someone Ever

Caught Up

Thoughts Of You

A Life Time Of Love

Just Let Me Love You

The Lost Word

Can I Be Your Dream?

And, Then

Why Do I Say I Love You

Rooted Love

Yeah This Poem Is About You

I Got You

I Love Him

Knock-Knock

The Dream

WET DREAM

Wet Dream

His Touch

True Satisfaction

Sex Against The Wall

(Bonus) Aletha’s Sentiment

THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO ALL THAT HAVE ALLOWED

ME TO TRANSFORM THEIR LIVES IN TO POETRY.

THANK YOU

INTRODUCTION

POETRY

CAN I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!!!!

AS I FLOW WITH WORDS PASSIONATELY

NOT ASKING FOR NO ONE’S OPINION ON HOW TO SPEAK

RELEASING INNER THOUGHTS FROM MY MIND, BODY, AND SOUL.

DELIVERING UNTOLD STORIES FROM BEYOND

AS I MOLD THESE WORDS INTO

FANTASIES, HOPES, AND DREAMS MAKING YOU

BELIEVE YOU JUST SEEN THIS SHIT ON TV.

BASED ON TRUE STORIES NOT MAKE BELIEVE

I GET LOST IN MY WORDS LIKE MY VIRGINITY.

START FLOWING LIKE KELIS AND BUSTA RHYMES

I LOVE MY BABY YUP YUP. YUP I LOVE MY BOY

POETRY IS, THE SHIT

MY MAIN SQUEEZE NEVER A DISAPPOINTMENT OR UNDERESTIMATES

ME. GIVEN ME LOVE CONSTANTLY.

FLOWING THROUGH MY VEINS LIKE ECSTASY.

DAMN I AM HIGH AS HELL!

ROLLING WORDS UP IN A STRAWBERRY BLUNT I PUFF, PUFF

HOLD IT… HOLD IT… HOLD IT LIKE WAITING TO EXHALE.

NOT NEEDING A MAN TO PENETRATE ME, BECAUSE POETRY GOES

DEEP… DEEP… DEEP LIKE BLACK STREET DO YOU FEEL ME?

GETTING BETTER AND BETTER EVERYDAY

I’M CLOSER TO MY DREAM LIKE GOAPELE

NO I CAN’T STOP NOW LIKE BABY FACE

BECAUSE I’M JUST BEGINNING TO

WRITE 4 YOU,

TO WRITE 4 ME

TO WRITE FOR THE LOVE OF POETRY… THANK YOU.

HUMOR

I CHEATED ON MY HUSBAND

YES I HAVE CHEATED ON MY HUSBAND OH MY GOODNESS IS THAT A SIN?

LET ME TELL YOU THE STORY OF HOW IT ALL WENT…

THE TEMPTATION WAS UNBELIEVABLE. THE SENSATION WAS RECEIVABLE AND I JUST STARTED FLOWING OUT FROM WITHIN. MY HUSBAND ASKED ME

WHAT’S WRONG AND WHERE DID HE GO WRONG AND IF HE CAN EVER SATISFY ME AGAIN? THEN HE OPENED ME UP, WE FUCKED AND FUCKED AND I COULD NOT CLIMAX FOR HIM. HE THEN ASKED ME WHO WAS HE? DID HE LOVE ME? AND WILL HE BE WILLING TO TAKE CARE OF ME AND OUR KIDS? I JUST LOOKED AND STARED AT HIM AND TOLD HIM

HONEY I CAN NOT COMPARE YOU TO HIM BECAUSE HE SETS ME FREE FROM WITHIN. WE CONNECT TELEPATHICALLY, HE MAKES MY WORDS CUM OUT MAGICALLY AND HE MAKES ME CLIMAX OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

MY HUSBAND WAS SAD, THEN HE BECAME MAD THEN STARTED LOADING HIS 12 GAUGE FOR HIM. I SAID WHAT ARE YOU DOING? IS YOUR LIFE WORTH LOSING OVER A SIMPLE LOVE AFFAIR WITH HIM? HE SAID, NO ONE COMES INTO MY LIFE AND STARTS FUCKING MY WIFE AND TRY TO GET CLOSE TO MY KIDS. I STARTED LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY TO SEE MY HUSBAND REACT SO JEALOUSLY OF SOMETHING HE COULD NOT COMPREHEND. HE SAID WHAT THE FUCK IS FUNNY? THIS IS NO JOKING MATTER HONEY OUR MARRIAGE IS OVER BECAUSE OF HIM. I REPLIED IF IT’S REALLY THAT BAD I WILL LET YOU MEET THIS MAN, BUT YOU HAVE TO PROMISE NOT TO SHOOT HIM. HE SAID, THAT WONT DO SO DUCK BECAUSE I WON’T BE AIMING AT YOU I WILL BE AIMING AT HIS MUTHA FUCKING HEAD. I STARTED LAUGHING AGAIN BECAUSE IT WAS SO SAD THAT HE DID NOT HEAR ANYTHING I JUST HAD SAID.

HE REPLIED, YOU’RE LAUGHING NOW AND TRYING TO TAKE ME FOR A CLOWN HONEY BECAUSE YOU ARE FUCKING WHAT’S HIS NAME AGAIN? I SAID "BIC IS HIS NAME AND IT WILL NEVER BE THE SAME BECAUSE HE UNDERSTANDS WHAT I AM SAYING UNLIKE YOU. HE TREATS ME AS A QUEEN AND LET ME GRIP HIS THING WHILE LET TING ME WORK HIM ALL FUCKING DAY IF I HAVE TO. HE BELIEVES IN WHAT I DO AND MAKES MY DREAMS COME TRUE, EVERYTHING HE DID FOR ME I WOULD ABSOLUTELY DO IT AGAIN IF I HAVE TO, BUT BIC IS NOT WORTH LOSING YOU. SO IF YOU GO UPSTAIRS HE WILL