Cum Moan Honey

By kb© 2005

Cum moan honey

Let me know

I’m working you right

I’ve touched your soul

excavating hidden gold

Cum moan honey

Say my name

It’s a way to proclaim

Your luv and passion

 then I’ll know there’s satisfaction

Cum moan honey

Tell me it’s mine to get

Let us both get soaking wet

A River Runs Through It

By ©kb 2005

Take me to the place where your river runs free

An inviting purifying pool for only me

Loves’ mountain river

Passions’ drowning sea

Invite me to the mountain

That only two can share

Let me take you in

Breath of romantic air

Let me taste the nectar

Drawn from your sweet vine

Can I make love to you

Darling please be mine

Word Play

BY: KB  11.12.16

My words touch you

Where my hands cannot reach

Mental and emotional orgasm

Derived from speech

My words rapid fire

Bringing the heat to make you sweat

Rhythmic verbal foreplay that keeps you wet

Poetry flowing freely from its source

Mental and emotional intercourse

TRIBUTE

BY: KB   12.16.15

A sister’s value goes far beyond what the world thinks she’s worth

A sister’s value is determined at the moment God saw fit to grant another sister the ability to birth

See some of y’all got it twisted

Caught up in what the world has taught you to believe

A sister should not be devalued in your conversations and actions about how she copulates, fornicates or other ways you choose to please

If that’s your get down brothers and sisters you’ve both been deceived

A sister’s value is more precious than gold

Her struggle and fight should be spoken with the same reverence as the greatest story ever told

The world continues to try to bury her value

It teaches men and women to objectify and demean

When in reality a sister is royal and regal in purpose

The world will try to fill your heart and mind with deceptions

With words and images that are an affront to our eyes

I choose to focus on God’s gifts and provisions

The things that remains consistent and true

A virtuous woman that can be found

An answer to the biblical question

And that sister is  Y-O-U!

Firstborn

BY: KB 5.22.17

“Anytime a Black child is born, the old people look in his face and ask him if he's the One.” ... you should see your mother’s eyes light up when she speaks of you, her firstborn son

Young, strong brother, descendant of Ham a moving example of a strong Black man

Are you the one?

You can feel your mother’s pride when she speaks of her firstborn son

I love what you represent, what you say, what you do

Your mother has birthed, nurtured and protected a godly light in you

Are you the one?

Young prince, godly warrior, protector like no other

Realizing the sanctity and the sacred love that can only come from a mother

You are her firstborn

Her young prince

Heir to a throne

You are your mom’s firstborn

she has demonstrated gifted you with the tenacity to take this world by storm

showing you the righteous way to claim things as your own

Young prince, godly warrior, strong Black man

Conscious of family, you take your stand

You should see and hear how your mother speaks of you

Prideful is her tone

She knows she’s raising a man

It’s abundantly clear that her heart is your home

Confessions pt.II

BY: KB © 2.7.15

some times in life you're left in the dark

unable to see when things are falling apart

I like to believe that I was tried and true

now I realize that I wasn't giving my best to you

I had fears and insecurities

they were silently eating away and me

I had things from the past that were unresolved

dealing with the past my future dissolved

I'm so lost,  don't know what to do,

 guess I'll choose to be honest and share my confessions

First, I never really cried

when the woman I once love had died

living in dysfunction for many years

is like living in a dilapidated building

but even with the final crumbling

I had to be present and a rock for my children

Dealing with things that seemed unreal, crazy family that didn't deal

splitting the kids that's just not right, I wasn't "family so I really had no part in the fight"

I'm was lost,  didn't know what to do,

 guess I'll choose to be honest and share my confessions

Body image shot

from the surgery scars I've got

it hard to be fine when you're scarred like Frankenstein

some days it's hard to feel that someone could

see your sex appeal

a few lingering issues I didn't share

I tried to act like they just weren't there

I'm feeling just not right , unspoken it starts a fight

I'm so hurt, don't know what to do

guess I'll choose to be honest and share my confessions

If I could turn back time

back to then I would share more

to let you in

there's no greater love than to be supported by your lover,

 your best friend

when you're going through something

I'm so hurt, now I know what to do

guess I'll choose to be honest and share my confessions

Confessions

BY: KB © 2.6.15

excuse me can I steal a little time

Usher had his confessions

which prompts me to share mine

I saw heaven once upon a time

I walked with an angel

and I thought she was mine

these are my confessions

I cried hard when she told me I'll be fine

when she disconnected I damn near lost my mind

I mourned and I was blue

but I'm gonna keep on talkin' and stay true to my confession

I cried until I could not see

and then one day the Lord came to me

held me close until the tears disappeared

whispering word of comfort and truth in my ear

I heard the words and I knew they were true

showed me the work that I had to do

I don't know about you but I'm gonna keep on preaching and stay true to my confession

I thank God for His blessings from above

I thank God for His showing me all forms of love

He shared an angel from heaven with me

Just so I could see

the beauty and riches of heaven so true

I now know what I have to do, keep true to my confessions

Ain't The One

BY: KB © 12.3.14

So, I wasn't the one for you

I didn't become your Boo

I wasn't the one

I'm not it

I say thank God we found out in time

what I'm not "fissin' " to do is sit here

and let you talk to me like shit

like you've lost your whole damn mind!

that's right I used the word "fissin"

because I wanted you to get the real gist

I'm only going to say it once so mark this moment in time

what I'm not "fissin' " to do is sit here

and let you talk to me like shit

like you've lost your whole damn mind!

Now I could elaborate, illuminate, elucidate and articulate this shit in other ways

but I don't have crayons and puppets to act it out so the message stays

but you understand when I use the primitive phrase

it's a derivative of my mood

and if you insist on talking to me crazy you'll find I ain't that dude.

I've spoken to you with respect and treated you like a queen

never a harsh word in response I never would demean

so I don't understand why you think it's ok to go dumb and get crude

if you insist on talking to me crazy you'll find I ain't that dude.

A Closed Mouth

BY: KB © 2.11.15

My grandma always said “baby, a closed mouth don’t get fed”

I’m not trying to be hungry

To the point of being half-near dead

You mean so much to me

So I’m hearing what my grandma said

I am not going to get emaciated by the loss

I’m waiting on God to satiate me

Praising and in gratitude, His word is never false

Prayer is the solution

Praise is the key

God is the source of the assurance in me

Grandma gave me knowledge that has never misled

When she said to me “baby, a closed mouth don’t get fed”

The Third Wheel

BY: KB © 10.20.14

the third wheel

How will anything get started

The ghost of relationships past

Haunting every meal

I walk, it follows

Mocking my every step

I hear it scream “That’s not the way I’d do it”

A constant haunting refrain

That’s the point you freakin’ ghost we are not the same!

Don’t tell me what you would and wouldn’t do

If you did what you said, you would be right here

Since you didn’t, and you’re a ghost get the f**k out my ear

I drink you in

© kb 6.25.05

I drink you in

Morning dew on a flower pedal

I drink you in

Ice cubes on a hot day

I drink you in

Rainy days in a summers’ heat

I drink you in

Clothes that cling accentuating every curve and line of your body

Thirst building, heavy breathing, parched throat

I want to tastes you on my lips

The funky, sweet nectar found in your hips

I drink you in

God Spoke To Me

Kb ©2005

Love is when Heaven and Earth meet

Meeting on bended knees

Listening for the voice of God

Waiting for a sign

Sign received

An angel - you

Masterpiece

BY: KB 4.28.16

Paint, warm hot breath

Brush, warm tender hands

Canvass, your flawless flesh

I paint what lies before me

Exploring every curve and dip

guiding my brush as a woman possessed

painting a masterpiece of love....

Blues for you girl

By kb 2005

Jonesin’ for you girl

Hit me with the bass

Jonsin’ for you girl

God! I love that face

The walk, the talk, the sweetness

Always lets you know she cares

Jonesin’ for you…now hit me with the snare

No way to describe her, baby girl is just all that …hit the beat on the snare and throw in a lil’ hi-hat

Jonesin’ for you girl……so fine you make me crazy, I nearly blow my top

So sexy…when I look at you I feel my eyes pop…

Jonesin’ for you girl….don’t you know

Jonesin’ for you girl…now tickle that old piano…

Put them all together rhythm oh so sweet…Jonesin’ for you girl….hope you dig my beat…

Big Brother Droppin’ Knowledge

By kb 2005

Yo’ man don’t get wrong

I’m not tryin’ to talk about yo’ date but like Lurch she’d answer a gong

My bother’s face changed

Seriously man I ain’t trying to clown but that broad is really to’ down

I saw his jaw muscle twitch

I mean like damn son I’d see that and I’m gone…..that girl is so ugly she look like she’d bury a bone.

Dude just twisted his neck like a boxer before a fight

No, no like for real bro’ I hope you wake up soon…because this new girl fell from a Popeye cartoon I think she played Alice the goon

I swear he just cracked his knuckles

Really man….have you no disgrace…..you’re my big brother and I love you son you used to have good taste

My brother was mad…he’d had enough I saw his continence change

He stepped to me he drew a breath

We stood face to face….he looked me dead in my eye and said with no disgrace….little sister you got a lot to learn …make note of this…..a pussy ain’t got no face

Talkin’ ‘Bout My Generation

By: KB   1.3.2013

Ya tryin’ too hard…

First, we had to deal with all your afro-centric rhetoric and conspiracy theories.

Listening to your world beat and jazz, like you’re so deep

Ya tryin’ too hard….

Then, we had to put up with your rico-suave, label name droppin’ over-dressing ass.

Bathing in colognes, living on your youth, looks, credit and others basically being a creep

Ya tryin’ too hard

Now, we’re looking at you, pants saggin’, clothes 3 sizes too big, shoes untied, driving and wearing shit you can’t spell or pay for…

Gangster wannabe, talkin’ crazy, X-box playin’ broke joke, no job havin’

Give it up…get real you’re middle aged son!

In all your crazy did you ever have a plan to leave your mark in this world to be a man?

Life is full of possibilities and potential who’s gonna write your story?

Can you see yourself going all Chris Gardner Pursuit of Happiness or the next damn fool on Maury?

?’s

By KB: © 1.3.2013

Can I express myself

Will you meet me half the way

Can we talk

Will we mend

Is this the end

BELIEVES THAT!

BY: KB 7.21.18

I got you

24/7, that’s a bet

I feel you, I hear you

I hate seeing and knowing

just how stressed you can get

you know all you have to do

is hit those digits

and hear the response

“I ain’t there yet?”

I got you

My word is bond

You just say my name

And I’m your magic wand

I got you

I will ALWAYS have your back

You can bank on it

BELIEVES THAT!!!!

Shenanigans

BY: KB   7.21.18

Being in love with you

Is my turn up

My fire

You’re lit

Keeping me up all night

Damn Girl!

I gotta admit

You’re beyond perfection

You’re amazing

You’re the sh#$!

I tell you all this again and again and again

You a most definitely

The “she”

In my nanigans

FML

By: KB 7.10.18

Yo!

Check it, my rhyme is the realest

I’m writing shit I can’t say

I just feel it

Where are the warm fuzzies and butterflies?

The love shit sometimes goes bad

I ain’t gon’ lie

Unbearable pain brings tears to my eyes

The weight and pain will leave you sad

F#$K my life for always wanting

Something I can’t have

She Is My Drink

BY: KB 7.21.18

She is my drink

Beyond distillery smooth

She’s moonshine

Hardcore,

Full of purpose

An intoxicating punch

Blowing my mind

She is my drink

An inexplicable warmth

Making it difficult to think

Floods my senses

My literary muse

My creative flow of verbal dynamite

She is the person who lights the fuse

For Goodness Sake

BY: KB 7.21.18

Dude

Really?!!!

Your behavior is so tiresome

Play out and old

Devaluing, debasing, demoralizing, demeaning

A sister, a queen

Turning her heart stone cold

You’ve hurt her so deeply

That she never extends herself for anyone to hold

You taught her to deny love

Fearing heartbreak

I pray she forgives and allows herself to be vulnerable

For goodness sake

You’ve locked away her greatest treasure

The beautiful gift of her love

Raising all the stakes

Dude

Really?!!

What makes you think you have the right

To destroy the beauty that God makes?

I pray she forgives and allows herself to be vulnerable

For goodness sake

A Pac-Bell Moment (reach out and touch someone)

By kb 2005

I was on the phone one night

Talking to a friend

She said she was uptight

Needed to hit some skins

I tried to ignore the shit

The conversation twisted

She got very lewd

Saying that she fucked some trick

I said damn you’re really getting crude

I tried to ignore the shit

She went one step further

Describing the split to me

I finally snapped and lost it

And said don’t need your coochie history

I went there

You wonder why we don’t kick it

I’m tired of your shit

You need to respect a woman…why don’t you get it?

You come from a woman

And a woman you will be

Call yourself, man, bro, strap it on

But a dick it will never be

I was on a roll

Another thing, I don’t get

Is all the macho bullshit

Treating her like an object

Leaving her all alone

You know what? She’s a good woman….

I’m gonna call her fool get off my phone!

The Familiar

By: KB   7.10.18

No matter where life takes you

Wherever you may roam

Your spirit remembers its very first love

And it returns to the familiar

To my heart you’re home

Beautiful Flower

By: KB   7.12.18

Beauty is found by a beholder with an eye

I will not pick another flower for her beauty,

Uprooting it, temporarily enjoy it,

and then watch it die

I want a flower that grows wild,

In the forest deep

A flower so beautiful that it calls me from my sleep

On a secret path I’ll go

Deep into the forest

Where no one dares go

Just to enjoy its beauty, water it and watch it grow

Drenching the fertile soil

Soaking it wet

The beautiful flower

I cannot forget

Like A Gun

BY :KB  7.16.18

She is beautiful and dangerous at the same time

The perfect size and weight

Somewhat like a gun

She’s safety and protection

A lingering thought that haunts your head

The perfect balance of passion and danger

She could break your heart and leave you dead

She is beautiful and dangerous at the same time

Somewhat like a gun

She can be quite lethal

Only if you disrespect her

Or you don’t hold her right

If you love her properly

She’ll kill you softly in the night

She is beautiful and dangerous at the same time

Somewhat like a gun

Roots Of Truth

By: KB 7.16.18

Life is hard

A sho nuff truth

We complicate things

With the shit we do

Living like there’s no tomorrow

Acting like we’re in a state of perpetual youth

Learn from the tree of life

Allow your conscience to tap into unadulterated truth

Don’t get caught up looking in the branches

For what can only be found in the root

Soul Connection

BY: KB  7.16.18

Intimacy

Some of y’all got the shit real twisted

Keeping names, numbers, contact info

Notches on your bedpost

Women categorized and listed

Demoralizing and debasing women

Acting like your dick, hands and tongue are gifted

Walking all over women

Get it together sisters and brothers

I’ve seen you get buck when someone acts just like you

Toward your sisters or your mothers

Intimacy

Learn the definition sisters and brothers

It’s something godly and sacred

When you get the chance to touch the soul of another

amazing high

BY: KB © 2.16.15

you are the one that one

the one

that I adore

my fix, my drug

that leave me wanting more

you are that one

that amazing high

I feel you running through my veins

keeping me in a haze

I love all you do to me

your intoxicating ways

each night I get down on my knees

to have a little prayer

I thank God for you

grateful that you're always there

5 Senses

BY: KB © 2.8.15

my five senses are on overload

the sight of you

like fireworks setting off spark within my brain

triggering the other senses

sensory ricochets like a pinball game

I smell your fragrance

your body wash, your lotion, your hair

an aromatic aphrodisiac combines to take me there

I hear you voice

the sweetest sound to me

you're talking and I'm listening

I hear loves melody

I touch you

giving you a warm and lingering embrace

I feel a sense of comfort here

I never want to leave this space

I taste you

kissing you passionately

I take you

it's going to be what it's going to be!

Bad Harvest

By: KB© 11.12.14

Like bad fruit you deceive

Leading people to believe

You’re something that you’re not

Highly polished on the outside

Very eye inviting

Inside you’re slowly dying

Waxy, slick exterior denies internal rot

TRIBUTE

BY: KB   12.16.15

A sister’s value goes far beyond what the world thinks she’s worth

A sister’s value is determined at the moment God saw fit to grant another sister the ability to birth

See some of y’all got it twisted

Caught up in what the world has taught you to believe

A sister should not be devalued in your conversations and actions about how she copulates, fornicates or other ways you choose to please

If that’s your get down brothers and sisters you’ve both been deceived

A sister’s value is more precious than gold

Her struggle and fight should be spoken with the same reverence as the greatest story ever told

The world continues to try to bury her value

It teaches men and women to objectify and demean

When in reality a sister is royal and regal in purpose

The world will try to fill your heart and mind with deceptions

With words and images that are an affront to our eyes

I choose to focus on God’s gifts and provisions

The things that remains consistent and true

A virtuous woman that can be found

An answer to the biblical question

And that sister is  Y-O-U!