DIAMOND'S HUSTLER...MORNING AFTER

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DIAMOND'S HUSTLER...MORNING AFTER

Hung over from
All alone drinking
Black Chloe shades on

Shopping spending money
To try to take away the sad song
That’s replaying in my head

My baby
My love

Shake away the pain
And begin to pick me up

I have nothing
Since this cup of disaster has been passed before me
He ignores my pleas to view his face
Says that I’m too sweet to see
He has no Idea how I just need to put my hand to that glass
And
Put my face to his
And strain to hear his voice through that fake azz phone
Let him see the stress I’m in
His gurl his Sex Kitten
I’m smitten so he knows the bind
He is my one of a kind and I just can’t shake this love

BUT

He ain’t having IT
NO phone calls
NO phone SEX
NO nothing gotta body vexed…

So
I put myself on
Hit the set and make a lavish scene
Me and two of my most trusted
Black stilettos diamond encrusted choker….

Just for the fun of it
I blaze a stogy

And in walks the finest look of sin
My aching body begins to reason
He denies me access
Should I ready my mind to commit
A love
Treason
Shooooot…I guess its change season

Or is it

See it’s his man
Maybe he’ll hear of it

BABy©2010

Reviews

[MS. BABy]

thanks neva.....

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

It has to be incredibly hard on couples that are separated by iron bars............well written Baby.

[MS. BABy]

thank poetrybunny

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Interesting. I like how you wrote this.
I love this part here as well:
"To try to take away the sad song
That’s replaying in my head"

[Coyote Poetry]

A poem with strong and honest words. When men are in the prison system. They are lost to the people who need and love them. I like the photo. Gave life to your words. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

It's cool how you made a story out of poetry.

[POETIC VIXEN]

pure fiyah