Psychological warfare pt. 1
Psychological warfare
When did it start?
When did it end?
Psychological warfare
Brings people distraction…
It brings mind games to the table….
The gaslight, the manipulation
It’s abusin somebody’s mind….
Controllin what a person thinks….
Can we think for ourselves?
For once?
It’s like a cult in a way
Though it’s not….
Why do we have somebody’s else’s
Thoughts instead of ours?
✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 12-11-23
Wet pussy
Would you feel
My wet pussy
Between your knuckles?
Or just your fingers?
Would you say you’re so
Soak and drippy in a seductive way?
Would you go down on me
Quite often?
And make me bellow
Over and over?
Usin your tongue that slurps up
My juicy drops?
Like a small water fountain?
So many questions
I asked you
So many answers
I long to wait
Imagine your breath upon
My pubic hairs….
Slip my panty down or remove it to the side
So you scrape all the wetness
That spills over your lips…..
Imagine that…
Imagine you eatin me and I moan high…
The chorus of pleasant screams…
Oh everybody will know your name…
From downstairs to upstairs…
One thing I wonder,
Would I be eaten heavenly by you?
Quite often?
Geez, I hope so…
I guess I wanna lose my mind
I guess I wanna carry your French kisses between my thighs
Everyday…..
I guess I wanna keep your mark to remember,
The way you lick, how you move your mouth to stroke me
I could be addicted to this satisfaction…
I could be…thinkin of climax…doin wild things..
For all the honesty, it’s tongue fuck…or mouth strokin pussy
Or the cliche: eatin pussy…
I hope I’m sweet,
I don’t know but all I know is
That I miss a man who goes down on me
And It became my dose of sugar rush….
I would go to his house in a dress or sweatpants
Just for the easier access?
Am I just a rebel?
A naughty girl?
Yes…true story…
🍭🧸🫶🏾💕💋🥞🥰©️ Kai C. 12-11-23
Ode to black paper
Ode to black paper
Let me write on you
Let me fold you into a origami shape
Or somethin…
You may not know me
But I know you
You’re a page
You’re a sheet
So I write or sketch my bones
On you, for only you to carry me somewhere
But where..
Where are you takin me?
Black paper, black paper
Do people ink love notes in white?
Or in gold?
I would…
Black paper
You need love, too
As much as other objects….
Do you have a poet’s heart?
Are you an airplane
That stuck on ceilin fan?
Or are you just plain?
Ode to black paper,
I love you black paper….
I do…
That’s not a lie,
You do have soul
In your thick,
In your thin,
Maybe I pretend you’re the whole midnight sky
And I make a wish on a star…
Oh black paper
You don’t mind me seein you as midnight sky?
Why not?
Ode to black paper…🥰©️ Kai C. 12-11-23