This poem was inspired by the movie "Good Hair" and one of my favorite bloggers Blackie Collins check out her blog.
I am not my hair, but you are that scarf! by EMF
As I get ready for bed
I put on my nighty, brush my teeth
and get ready to do something to my head
as I begin to part my fro
my man yells from the bed
"Take that damn scarf off your head"
Of course I don't listen cuz
who is he to tell me what to do with my fro?
I put my hair into two big french braids
Then I proceed to put on my scarf
and carry my butt to bed
After all I already knew what was gonna go down
I knew what he was thinking as our eyes met
when I walked out of the bathroom
We were about to go to town
We were about to go to town
He started where he always does
and of course I obliged
He was aggressive, authoritative, yet sensitive
No DMX Belly sex here
He knew my body so well
He could give me everything I wanted desired needed with just his tongue and hands alone
My eyes rolled back into my head
I went on a trip somewhere
A place I had been before but this time I felt it in my bones
"Your hands on my hips bring it right back to you
He was aggressive, authoritative, yet sensitive
No DMX Belly sex here
He knew my body so well
He could give me everything I wanted desired needed with just his tongue and hands alone
My eyes rolled back into my head
I went on a trip somewhere
A place I had been before but this time I felt it in my bones
"Your hands on my hips bring it right back to you
I catch that thrust bring it right back to you"
I was needy
he was greedy
Just as he filled my needy pussy with his stiff dick
we moaning we groaning
"Your in so deep, I'm breathing for you
You grab my braids, arch my back high for you
You grab my braids, arch my back high for you
I flip shit, quip slip, hip dip and I'm twisted
In your hands and your lips and your tongue tricks"
In your hands and your lips and your tongue tricks"
He reaches for my hair and proceeds to grab my scarf
oh "HELLL NOOOO" I scream
Touch by breasts, kiss my inner thigh, tell me a story as you lay the pipe,
Touch by breasts, kiss my inner thigh, tell me a story as you lay the pipe,
but, "Don't touch my crown and glory"
Of course we continue on until we reach estasy
I'm thinking damn he is the only one for me!
Of course we continue on until we reach estasy
I'm thinking damn he is the only one for me!
So, ladies, get a better sew in, let your soul glo, and all that other jazz,
Just like Good Hair, good sex is hard to find.
Pat your weave ladies, but take off that damn scarf.
Keep the Faith!
Until next time,
~E
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