L. S. D.

This is that bubble bath and destress time.

That fine dine cause you're mine.

This is that romantic feeling, sexual healing,

That Moet and Sex time.

This is that wake up to another round time,

That every position, I'm on a mission

To redesign your insides.

This is that devil dick needing holy water,

That hair pull and ass spank to keep you in order.

This is that double choke while I deep stroke,

This is that passion, pain, and pleasure.

This is that lay in my arms after,

This is that vibe that no man can put asunder

That love, sex and drugs shit,

With you, nothing else matters.

MISSING PEACE

Have you ever felt like a missing puzzle piece?

Trying to find peace while trying to be found?

And all around everyone is connected, such at ease,

While you're trying to be pleased while pleasing those around?

Not easy is it? Feeling left out?

While letting people in and they're shutting you out?

You're interested in what they do but are they reciprocating?

Are they doing all they can to share their true feelings?

Or are they exploring other options?

Giving those options more attention?

Searching to find that missing piece

Even though you are the one?

You're the reason they can't finish the puzzle,

You're there and they're looking elsewhere.

But maybe soon they will see your hustle

For their heart and know that it is clear.

That you fit perfectly in their world,

You are the missing piece.

Now they are truly complete

And you both...have mastered peace.