Friday, 25 July 2014

“Loose My Breath”

He likes it when I freestyle,
Each time I moan for him,
My “Oohs and Aahs,”
My heavy breathing,
My soft whispers,
Dirty talk,
All music to his ears.

I’m speaking to his soul,
Each time I ask for more,
He goes deeper,
Loving tastes sweeter,
He’s on a mission,
To make me loose my breath.

He holds me close at time out,
I can feel another round coming through,
When his fingers roam on my skin,
And softly nibbles,
I feel the heat,
Steamy kisses have been showered on my skin,
My temperature rises,
I feel Mr.9 rising,
He sensed my fever,
He’s the doctor and the medicine,
“I’m a big girl” I say,
“I can handle your needle!”

Talking time done,
It’s time for bodies to converse,
We move in a sinful rhythm,
More moaning and groaning heard,
The neighbors need to know he’s a beast,
Black Stallion in the sheets,
Killing me softly with his loving,
He makes me loose my breath.

Friday, 18 July 2014

Preacher Hustle

Pacing up and down won’t get you somewhere,
All of God’s children take their problems to the same place,
But you want to be a fool,
Why do you want to be the stray?
Why are you acting like you don’t know the Savior?
Don’t you recognize the fire within me?
You better act like you know the “Lord’s Chosen”
Plant a seed and I’ll plead with the Lord for your righteousness.

These are the times of the end,
You should be scared,
For the world today has gone rotten,
Would you like to be destroyed by it?
Or would you prefer watching how others get destroyed with it?
On judgment day from your big screen,
In your mansion rent free,
Located in the leafy suburbs on golden streets,
How about you pay a small fee,
I’ll confirm if your name is on St. Paul’s list.

Whatsoever you do to the least of your brothers,
That you do unto me,
Each and every one around you is a brother,
Even your preacher man,
A good job,
A good spouse,
You’re in good health,
I say some good things about you when I pray,
Surely the Lord would be pleased,
If you tipped your “holy” brother,
When the offertory basket comes round next Sunday.

Monday, 7 July 2014

Highgrade Fantasies: Head Rush

One minute man,
Who knew a No strings attached affair,
Could end without a round two?
You left the heat on,
I’m thirsty for you,
But you’re just a head rush,
Don’t play games.

Playing games, you’re playing games,
Who doesn’t like to play?
The tiresome hunt for attention,
The beautiful art of flirtation,
Divine Seduction,
The sinful rhythm of bodies,
The desire for more at Breakfast,
The addiction…
Then you cut me off my supply.

Playing games, wicked games,
You want me on my toes,
So unfair in this affair,
You’re always in control,
Tingly sensations,
Freaky vibrations,
Only for a while,
You got me hooked,
I’m craving a head rush right now.

Thursday, 3 July 2014

The Devil is a Liar!!!

Her body looks like sin,
Balanced on those 6 inch heels,
How she handles her body when she walks,
Remains a mystery,
Everywhere she passes,
Men steal glances more than twice,
But she’s focused in her walk,
Heading my direction,
Stopping at my location,
The Devil is a Liar!

Blue polka dot sundress,
I love how the dress and her waist caress,
She’s dressed to impress,
She’s hiding the sun beneath her dress,
She ain’t shy to let me see her thighs and chest,
With her eyes she’s begging me to say yes!
Yuanifanyia mapozi,
Yuanifanya nimlilie mwokozi,
The Devil is a liar!

Panties and Bra?
She has no panties or bra on,
In them she feels over-dressed,
She’s peeled off her dress,
Sexy’s already wet!
She’s all over me,
Moaning and groaning,
Cooing visions of our morning glory,
She’s wants to get me horny,
She says, “You don’t need to worry!”
The Devil is a Liar!

Thursday, 26 June 2014

Young and Stupid 2

Beautiful name,
Beautiful voice,
Beautiful face with a beautiful smile,
Beautiful waist,
Beautiful thighs,
Sometimes I wonder if I could have a minute,
Of Beautiful’s time.

Everywhere she goes heads turn,
Chicks get jealous,
When cocks rise in her honor,
Sexy and she knows it,
There’s a way she’ll always show it,
Beautiful wants to play games without a proper rehearsal.

Carry your own gun to a gun fight,
Something she’d know about if there were rules for the game,
Now she’s hurt and broken,
It hurts to see beautiful cry,
She can’t stop wondering,
Why no chemist sells bulletproof condoms for the heart.

Can a leopard change its spots?
Can the sun become a ball of ice?
Beautiful’s wasting her time,
Trying to change a player into a good man,
He’s already on to the next one darling,
Collecting trophies is his hobby,
Someone please tell Beautiful,
That beauty too has an expiry date.

Monday, 16 June 2014

Tell Me your Dreams

BY: Sophiesticated Adhiambo (My Big Sis)

Tell me your dreams
Tell them to me again
Tell me of the streams
And the water that drops and we call it rain
Tell me of the mountains
That you supposedly climb and make fountains, 
Of joy as you enjoy all there is to life

Tell me your dreams
Whisper them to me again
Tell me of the sorrows
And of the pain of never ending tomorrow
Tell me of the rivers of joy
That you apparently cross everyday
And tell me of the happiness that you and I so deserve

Tell me your dreams
Sing them to me once more
Sing of the wonderful views of life
Sing of how you pretend all is well
But deep inside you know the fate, our fate
Our destination, not ambition but our journeys end...Death.

Sunday, 8 June 2014


Midnight buzz,
Temporary addiction,
Lover in disguise,
I’ve seen your soul and you’ve seen mine,
That’s why I’m running,
Why are you running?

I spoke my mind,
You put up your poker face,
Teach me how to maintain mine,
Each time I excuse your hands,
I’m addicted to your loving,
Remember me saying I could be problematic,
When sessions with you don’t come automatic?
So I’m running,
Should I run faster?

Dirty messages,
Sending them to you used to be a hobby,
I used to call you Daddy,
Didn’t mind being a fool,
Now youz just a “used to,”
I wanna list you as reference,
I need a “Mr. used to” to say something ‘bout the things I’m used to,
When I submit my resume where I’m running to,
You have me running,
How far have you run away?

The phone rings,
“Mr. Used to” be on the line,
My heart beats faster,
Knees get weak,
The phone melts in my hand when I hear him speak,
“Are you free tonight? Can you come over?” he asks,
With a mind of its own my lips whisper a faint “yes!”
They long to taste his skin again,
And drink from his lips,
He’s got me running back to him,
If I was the one in need would he run back?

Monday, 2 June 2014

Just Sitting Here Thinking…

Just sitting here thinking,
What could happen between you and I,
I can read your IOIs,
I’m sending some back,
We’re undressing each other in a crowded room,
I can taste your skin with my eyes,
Leaving hickies on your neck,
Getting wet on your sinful looks,
Floetry’s in my ear… it’s getting late,
I look away,
You’re just a “Used to!” 

Just sitting here thinking,
You must feel good about yourself,
You made me look!Painted a picture you knew I’d like,
Sending chills down my spine,
Wanting to warm me up with Mr. Nine,
I can feel your eyes on my thighs,
Please look away,
Mr. Used to!

Just sitting here thinking,
As I kiss a spliff in your honor,
What if I let more than just his eyes touch?
Can he still make me quiver?
Give me a fever,
Make my body shiver,
When I let his beast slither,
Deep into my Cheetah,
Will I still enjoy this Mr?
I laugh coz I shouldn’t be thinking of a trickster,
Seductive teaser,
But never a pleaser.

Tuesday, 19 November 2013


You don’t pick up my calls,
You don’t reply my texts,
I admit I was wrong,
And I wanna work this out,
But all I get is silent Treatment,
Don’t you think you’re being juvenile?

I’ll understand if you asked for space,
Besides I’ve been an Ass,
And sometimes I think you deserve better,
So please let’s talk,
Then you can put me off if you wanna,
Just don’t be silent.

I’m just human, imperfect in every sense,
But that’s no excuse for the things I did to you,
I should have known better,
I should have made it easy for you to be in my life,
I’m here trynna make it work,
At least let me know that you got my voicemail.

I keep staring at our pictures,
I wanna make you smile again,
I re-read your DMs and Inboxes,
Your emails and texts,
Don’t you think I’ve learnt my lesson?
I’m at your door, let me in,
I just wanna talk.

I can’t believe what I’m hearing,
They say that you already replaced me,
Can’t a Nigga get a second chance?
Or was this planned before I messed up?
Ain’t it funny?
Who owes who a conversation?

How you gon’ be heartless?
Leaving me confused, do I really deserve that?
How you gon’ do me like that?
If my momma knew yo type she’d warn me about you,

I was a Fool for you, and you liked it,
Playin’ innocent yet youz Dr.Evil,
I’m a Fool coz of you, and you don’t care,
How could I not see this coming?



Introductions were in order,
Conversations were flirtatious,
A spark flamed up,
I couldn’t stop thinking of you,

Questions were answered,
Honesty displayed for the first time,
It was a dangerous thing to trust you,
But part of me wanted to be seen,

You said the right things,
You said them at the right time in the right way,
“I can do this” I told myself,
So I broke a vow to do No Strings Attached,

It started with a kiss and a tease,
You had courtesy, you said please,
You put my mind and body at Ease,
For your lovin’ I’d get down on my Knees,

The walls knew our secret,
The sheets burned in our passion,
The Neighbors got familiar when they saw me,
I couldn’t stop coming for more,

Don’t kiss, don’t tell,
The only rule in our game,
I kept to the rule you made,
Then why couldn’t I have you when I wanted you?

I guess I got a bit selfish,
It happens when you find something you like,
Good thing I don’t cling to things,
Besides there were bitches waiting in line,

I didn’t tell anybody,
No one knew that skins rubbed,
I was on my best behavior,
Treated you like a stranger on these streets,

Now part of me says STOP!
I just realized that I drowned in temptation,
I wanna stop playing under covers,

I wanna treat you like a stranger for real.

Thursday, 7 November 2013

No Strings Attached

Eyes locked in deep gaze,
Lips engaged in passionate Murmurs,
Your fingers burn on my skin,
My knees melt like butter,
I wanna feel like this each night,
I want some foreplay,
I want some spice,
I want a man treating my body right,
But i don't wanna keep you,
Can we do No Strings Attached?

I like how i feel when you peel off my dress,
And with your eyes you gently caress,
You nibble my ear then whisper my name,
Your voice filled with desire,
Sets me on fire,
How would i Not want to spread em legs?
You're good for my body,
Healthy for my soul,
But God Knows I don't wanna keep you.

We're busy Acting out our fantasies,
Phones off,
Bodies close,
Ass smacking,
Pussy Pounding,
I wonder who taught you how to make a woman wet,
Hickies on my neck,
On my back and on my chest,
But you ain't my man.

Now you can't stop calling,
For heaven's sake please stop texting,
I no longer want us sexting,
Could we please have a break?
It's never easy dealing with feelings,
It was never my intention to get you hooked,
I guess it's true what they say,
When the sex is good strings get attached,
I've been through this before,
I should have stopped when you started being protective.

It's evident that i left you hurt,
Is that why you treat me like dirt?
You know better than to run your mouth,
Stop talking about me,
I've heard the things you said,
You labeled me easy lay,
But when we analyze our arrangement,
It's pellucid clear that I'm the one who picked you up.

Keep on whining,
Go ahead and cry,
But you knew from the Start,
You were just entertainment,
No strings attached is a rule i live by,
For you i won't change,
Reminisce my kisses,
Play with yourself if you like,
Keep in mind that I'm never coming back,
I'm Busy getting Hickies on my thighs.

Thursday, 24 October 2013

Highgrade Confessions: Badder Boy

Bad Man in the Streets,
This man's a Batman in my sheets,
Batman in my Dreams,
Yet unhealthy for me,
He's a dangerous Man,
A man with a gun is a dangerous man.

Dial up the Police,
I should have dialed up the police,
Instead i stay Put,
The man has a hold on me,
I'm addicted to this man,
Is it because I love playing with his biggest gun?

Every time we Kiss,
He fills me with desire,
And with his Touch,
He sets my body on fire,
He spreads me like a map,
And lets his fingers dance on my skin,
When he finds my spot,
Like an explorer he handles me,
It is a fact He bad,
But in bed this man be Badder!

Bad Man in the Streets,
Badder Boy in the Sheets,
It would be bad for me to miss,
His divine Blessings in the sheets,
He's my Kryptonite,
I like how he makes me weak,
If this is a crime,
Someone please Crucify me!

Tuesday, 8 October 2013

Highgrade Fantasies: The Description

Lips locking,
Fever rising,
Bodies locked in deep embrace,
Clothes off,
Lights Out,
So that bodies can hold a deep conversation.

Feeling nice,
How could they say sexin' you ain't right?
Deep groaning,
Soft Moans
There's so much fire between the sheets.

Full blown Ecstasy,
But we ain't poppin' pills,
I feel alive when we are busy lovin',
Scuba diver,
Lickin' sweets,
He comes up for air wetter than when he dived.

Ear nibbling,
Seductive whispers,
Hold me tighter in your caress,
Don't stop teasing,
Tell me how you need me,
Anything you ask for I'll say yes!

I'm Yours

Your lips,
Your eyes, Your sexy smile,
They have something in common,
They leave me breathless...

Your Kiss,
Your touch, Your tenderness,
They knock me off my feet,
You make me weak...

Your loving,
Your attention, Your time,
The most priceless you give to me,
I'm honored...

In my heart,
My thoughts and My Soul,
Is where you'll always be,
I'm yours...

Thursday, 3 October 2013

Come Back

I toss and turn,
It gets cold sometimes,
I lay my head down,
But I can't sleep at night,
I think it's amazing,
How you still got me feeling crazy,
Even when you're not in my arms,
You're the only thing on my mind,
Please hurry up darling,
Come Back to me.

Memories they taunt me,
Each time I close my eyes,
They keep me company,
So do the Pictures of you and I,
I think it's amazing,
How you electrify my body,
Each time I Reminisce your touch,
I need your loving tonight,
Please hurry up and come back to my loving arms.

Where are you darling?
Am I on your mind?
I hope you have something planned out,
You need to make things right,
I'm sure it'll be amazing,
Coz you know how to take care of your Lady,
I am waiting patiently for you daily,
Even though it gets lonely sometimes,
Hurry up and come back to me.

Friday, 6 September 2013


Yesterday when your eyes met mine,
I felt icy fingers running down my spine,
It was Unusual,
Very Unusual.

This ain't the first time,
My eyes had a feast on a good looking guy,
You're an Unusual attraction,
Far from the Usual.

Every night when I close my eyes,
I see pictures of you and I,
You give me Unusual sensations,
Very Unusual.

Sometimes I wonder why,
You came this late in my life,
I wanna feel Unusual each day,
Far from the Usual.

Every time when your eyes kiss mine,
Do you feel butterflies flutter inside?
Do you like my Unusual?
Is it far from the Usual?

Smooth Operator

Smooth Operator,
Sexy Heart breaker,
Epitome of Danger,
I should stay away forever,
I can't resist your temptation,
I've been warned about you,
I wanna get next to you,
I guess I'm a fool.

Smooth Operator,
Sexy Heart breaker,
Epitome of Danger,
You got my attention,
It's a fact that Mary J Blige and I have something in common,
A sweet tooth for bad boys,
Unhealthy addiction,
I stand a fool,
For hoping that in your eyes,
Love will be more than fiction.

Smooth Operator,
Sexy Heart breaker,
Epitome of Danger,
I think I've lost my mind,
I care less what they say about you,
Or am I careless with my heart?
Smooth Operator,
Sexy Heart breaker,
Epitome of Danger,
I wanna drown in your charm.

Saturday, 3 August 2013

No One

No one to Kiss,
No one to Touch,
No one to Embrace,
No one,
No one to Fight,
No one to Spite,
No one to stay mad at,
No one!

Like a shadow in the dark,
You couldn't see her steal your heart,
But you instantly forgave her,
When you looked into her eyes,
Enchanting Sapphires they were,
Those eyes locked you in her spell,
You were her puppet,
She had you in her control,
Her wishes Became your desires,
She's cruel for using you like that,
I was there when she left you,
I understand how you feel now that she's gone,
You feel like there's No one.

No one to tease,
No one to please,
No one to caress,
No one,
No one to insult,
No one to betray,
No one to cheat,
No one,

Why do you feel hurt,
You know damn well that you weren't a saint,
When she was away you let your eyes wonder,
You let you fingers roam in a mindless design,
You never stopped them from undressing another,
You liked the way your fingers nipped another man's scented flowers,
You acted out your fantasies with another,
You should have thought about your lover,
Instead you replaced her image with the other,
Don't you remember how she turned you on when she licked her lips?
Remember  how she let you get in her sheets,
Remember how it felt when you parted em legs and took a dip,
You liked the way you left her whipped,
Then why act like you deserve someone loyal to you,
Does it surprise you that she could play your game,
I was there when you cheated,
So there's no one else to blame for the way you feel.

No One 

Teach Me

Teach me how to kiss your lips without getting electrified,
I want to stop my heart from feeling what i feel,
Every time our lips touch,
Your love is wicked,
I now understand Brick and Lace,
Because it baffles me how you can make one madly in love,
Yet remain the same,
Please tell me where to get a heart of stone,
Or teach me how to give cold kisses,
Teach me I beg,
Teach me!

Teach me how to anchor my body, mind and soul,
Like a pagan (bombarded with the word of God) to unbelief,
Coz i find it hard not to be swept off my feet,
When you tell me your sweet lies,
You know how to confuse a heart with your words,
You leave it stuck at a crossroads whereby,
I don't want to hate you,
And i don't want to love you,
So please teach me how to tell sweet lies,
Or get me a heart of stone,
Teach me I beg,
Teach me!

Teach me how to dress my voice,
With pitches that sound like music to the soul,
I want to arrest your attention,
Each time I curve your name in seductive whisper,
Teach me how to make time stand,
Every time i engage our souls in deep conversation when we kiss,
I want to give cold kisses,
I want to tell sweet lies,
Teach me the art of deception,
Or get me a heart of stone.

Thursday, 20 June 2013


Pussy in your breath,
I could smell it in your breath,
I tasted it on my tongue,
When we locked lips in kiss last night,
I didn't want to say a word about it,
'Cause i didn't want a fight,
Fighting would put her pussy on your mind,
Her place would have been where you'd go to cool off,
And get some more of her pussy on your breath,
Instead i get mad at you for cheating,
And I'm mad at me for biting my tongue,
I know i look calm on the outside,
Best believe that I'm burning like hell inside,
Coz I'm asking myself questions,
And I'm tortured by no replies,
I'm like; "did he fuck her in the shower?"
"On our bed or in our car?"
"Did he fuck her on the couch?"
"Did she make the nigga howl?"
"Is her sex good enough to make the nigga replace me?"
"Does she do the things I do?"
"If she does, is she better?"
I can't believe a bitch got me Questioning,
Your female friend has me confused,
"Who's your main chick?"
"Who's your hoe?"
"Is she a role changer?"
"Is she the role stater?"
looking at how wild my thoughts are running,
I could be the hoe who's jealous of another hoe,
She's got my inner Bitch stirred up,
The bitch in me comes alive,
So i lay a strategy down,
Formulate a plan to keep you,
If i didn't love you like i do,
If you weren't special to me,
I wouldn't bother to keep you,
I'd have burned bridges and left,
So i promise to be on my best behavior,
But i'll make sure i out-freak her every night,
when we fight under covers,
And move the fight to the stairs,
All the way down to the Kitchen floor,
Set the house on fire,
Cause we burned the couch with our heated passion,
Leave marks of our love making everywhere,
So that when youz in the mood and am not around,
These marks spark memories,
Memories that make you yearn for my loving only,
Coz I'm the only one who knows how to handle your body,
Memories that make her existance fade,
Coz you got a good thing going on with me that you don't wanna ruin,
But this is wishful thinking,
I'm aware of that sweet tooth you have for pussy,
Right now I'm just that Naive bitch,
Who thinks i can use my pussy to make a Nigga behave,
So i torture myself with more questions,
I be like: "Why Am I still here?"
"The nigga treats you like a random chick,
Yet you still here",
"When you gon' realize that you don't need him?"
"Don't you think you deserve better?"
"Is it sex that's keeping you grounded?"
"Don't you know that you could find better?"
So i make up my mind to leave you,
Because my soul desires peace,
But when when am amoured with reasons,
As to why you'll see no more of me,
You suprise me with reasons,
Why i should get back right with you,
You be like: "I love and cherish each moment we spend,
Youz my lover,soul mate and best friend,
Youz the reason why each day in my life,
Is a sunny day..."
Nigga got me like: "Is he for real?"
"Is this Nigga gon' change?"
"Should i bring up the 'Pussy in your Breath' questions?"
"If i do will i sound insane?"
So here I am confused,
Torn between getting back tight with you,
And walking away,
Bombarded with questions that torture without end,
I have a feeling they won't stop,
When I'm with or without you,
Please give me a genuine answers that would put my questioning mind at rest.