Dream Queen

I close my eyes and try to imagine what she looks like, what she sounds like...who she is. In my dream, she's dark skinned cause that's what I like the best. Dark and beautiful, luscious lips and curves...no need for nothing too extravagant, just a beauty in the face at least. She's 5 ft something, but definetely shorter then me...maybe an inch, but definetely not a foot. Her hair feels real and smells good and if she has a weave, she's comfortable around at least me with her real hair...and I like touching it. I fancy myself a lion so I don't dream of nothing less then a lioness. She can cook cause Solo likes to eat. She cleans, but doesn't mind being dirty with me cause she knows...I'll take care of her...I'll take care of it. Sometimes, we both cook naked and take it to the kitchen table...dinner? Of course, main course...I'll wash the plates, that's nothing. I love my dream girls smile cause it makes me feel like the greatest, I love her eyes cause they twinkle like stars in the sky and at night, it feels like a match made in heaven. Her kiss is so sweet, her lips are so soft and I feel like they are what I need...but she's just a dream. So I'm left to wonder, does she even exist? My dark skinned Dream Queen who isn't scared to come for me cause I give her comfort...all day...all night. She doesn't just cook and clean, but she knows how to control my untamed soul...cause it's un-tameable. She just lets it flow, fuck control. We dominate together, sometimes each other, regardless of the weather and wherever we are, we feel in our hearts, we should be together. But if we apart, we know how to handle it and it ain't no stress, simple...love. Or am I too much of a lion to have just one lioness? Too much to have a queen who aspires for the best...who expects the best, first from herself and me? Could that be a reality for me? Or is it destined to remain a dream? I admit, I struck out three times in life already so perhaps my charm wore off...Real Luck Gone. To be honest, I guess it's ok cause I believe there's a soul mate for me...out there, somewhere. So I'll continue to live my life, searching for a dream girl to make my real wife...who allows me to do my own thing cause she knows...I'm her King and she's my Queen. Till then, when the lights go off and I dream, I'll be reunited with Ms Right and Perfection, she's one in the same...so maybe that's her name. Ms. Right Perfection...she's one in the same, we play no games...except on Playstation I guess. But I don't even know her real name. After all, it's just a dream...who needs a real name when you sleep?

Tireless King....searching for a Dream Queen....oh where is she?

What's Cuffing About? Really?

I asked her...What does it mean to cuff? I'm Wst Indian, that's what we call a punch...Then again my love is like a shot to ya temple. I admire ya temple plus the simple things in life...Like the fact that your smart and like it raw when I pipe. Just me and you baby, we could do this for life. So what's the cuffin for miss? U don't even have to b my wife. You could live the life for free, by week or the month...Depending on how you keep it up, you could work up to a year, then maybe two depend on how well you do in other areas I consider of value. How's ya conversation? Mentally stimulating while my heart's articulating the emotion of love? When I blow on purple bud, would I do it alone or share the smoke? Would we both tote and talk, spark up with our mind's high, talk about all sorts of shi everytime...Just free our minds? How rich is ya soul? Do you value money, believe all that glitters is gold? Or do you hold something deeper, a richer feature far sweeter then ya ass...Ya soul, beautiful and agile...Holding onto the core values of true love, a true Us...A true one. Us being a union, intertwined by love, married before the One Above...

That's the only way I'll ever cuff again. By this current definition, for now it's hugs and kisses...

Goodbye girlfriend, perhaps I'll see you again. Some other day, one other weekend. Until then...
Au revoir sweetheart.
R. $olo