Touch & Tease

Let me touch you in ways,
touch you so I can make you
say, touch you in places yesterday
that you feel today...pictures of
pouty lips pursed, submerge in
my minds theater, got me a little
hot, boiling, passion in my pot,
like the evening star shimmering,
you're the little light in my dark, my
imagination grows because your
eyes brighten my spark, sexy but
sensual, let me fill you in with this
pencil, drape from your body like
Christmas trees cling to tinsel, ironic
because I've been acting so cold,
waiting for you to act a little bold,
show a little passion, maybe a thought
that you care, deep inside you do that's
why my actions have been rare, odd but
a tad erotic but life is melodic, chaos
before order, so I succumb the
chaotic...

Let me touch you in ways,
touch you so I can say,
touch you in places that's
made for play, the world
is our stage so let's perform
this piece with you leading,
I'll be the second, but you
don't like to lead, I'll give you
a push for better leverage,
I'll put you in that position,
comfort you during
intermission, when part
two comes, I'll feed you
with acquisition, consoule
you while you trimble,
just feel my passion and
roll with it, the audience
doesn't know unless
you're acting a fool with
it...
Douse into my clouds
of words with thousands
of verbs that's sure to wild
your world; let me touch,
make you blush, use my
fingers as your brush, use
your lips to make mine hush
but your lips can be used to
crush... hearts or igninte
the new, but like hate, love
can anew, I thought you knew.... 

Wale ft Miguel- Lotus Flower Bomb

Lets get sexy on a Monday...last week of the year, lets go out with a bang...=) (Video found on You Tube)

The Varnish

                                                                (Image found on Google)



In a 1920's modern
speakeasy I sit, place
is dimily lit, music is softly playing
but through the loud blended voices
you hear a rich horn playing, engaging
the spirit for people to drink; the atmosphere
is calming, romantic, but vintage,
a place where one can think, a place
where the divorced can drown their sorrows
but come out with a dame
feeling the same...

The energy is calm on 
this warm early winter night,
breeze in the air but an 
undertone chill, lightly tapping
your back and raising the hairs
and light goosebumps on
ya' arm, the charm of the
city and the despair,
the homeless, make 
you appreciate your
seven dollar beer even
if the price is steep,
it means you have 
enough to afford maybe
two possibly three, the
environment locks you
in as the candle light
dances on the ceiling, like
they're grooving to the
jazz as you enjoy the
lovely evening...

The smell of the
french dips galloping
at my nose, only thing
I'm missing is the
cigarette smoke
damaging my clothes
that's ravishing I suppose,
the scents together might
be clashing to those but a classic
to the old, the old downtown, when
the trolleys lined the streets
and film Nior wasn't trendy,
picture a Sunday evening at
your local speakeasy and
favorite singer, an old soul
I guess but its nice to see 
the old renew, 1930's forbid
you, but we were in love
with you, sneaked you 
inside of barrows on
the back of trucks, sound
kind of familiar with marijuana
and such, I digress from my rant,
eyes low, lit flame, inside the Varnish, 
I drink my varnish and
listen to the piano playin'....
                                                                

Negelcted

I don't know you
but I loved you,
you don't know him but
you loved him, he didn't
know you but he loves you,
he didn't want you but he loves
you, impatient hearts leap when
the mind is weak, but impatient
minds wait when the heart is for
sure; sometimes we keep others
at bay instead of sailing a shore...

I don't know you
but I loved you, you
don't know him but you
loved him, he didn't
know you but he loves
you, kisses you, rubs you,
holds you tight and hugs you,
but something is missing. the same
spark isn't there when you two are
kissing, because once the lips unlock,
the magic isn't glistening, you get mad
at him even when he's listening;
something isn't right...you're up
all night while the other half is
sleep, you're counting sheep
but getting interrupted
because your foot
is caught in the
sheets, toss, twist,
and turn your temper starts
to burn, this feeling of unsure
over consumes your mind, knowing
you have grown and you
still have more to do, makes
you wonder, "Is this the right guy for you?"

You talk to others
and find interest,
someone mind
stimulating and
invigorating, you look
back at what you have
built only to see the
mistakes that reveal,
to you and him they
stand out but over time
they healed but your eyes
still wonder, as the neglection
grows stronger...

You find yourself, forcing
yourself to hold back
your true self, because
you and him/her don't
match, but you make it
work because you're on
the same path but 2+2 =5
so the math isn't right, you're
one over on the other
and two evens equal even
yet you two are at odds...maybe,
adding to the equation, to save
your relations may erase thee abrasions
but doesn't solve the feelings you're facing...
maybe dividing the problem and subtracting
some issues may steer you away from future tissues...

Maybe you're afraid as we all
were at some point, maybe
you don't think anyone else
wants you, so like all, we all
try to make it work
in a situation that
could make it
worse,maybe you were meant,
that's why paths are crossed,
but we learn from each other that's
why we laugh at each
others cost...afraid of hurting
him/her because the split may split
them, maybe that's what they need
because splits sprout two, one
dies the other continues and that
new split, splits and the growth
continues....time can only tell but we
control time so we reveal tales...so
I neglect you, because you neglect yourself,
like a mirror, I reflect yourself, I been through
what you been through, feet in both shoes...so
I respect you but I love you too much
therefore I neglect you....

Janet Jackson - That's The Way Love Goes TBT

Janet Jackson: a sexy woman with a very erotic/sensual side to her; she expresses it in her pictures, music and speech, her vibe alone is sexy, step with in 15ft of her airspace and her pheromones will pollute your nose; if 15ft is too far away, her light voice, you can only hear in close range will definitely drawl you in and her intense gaze will mesmerize you as she's only asking for a cheeseburger. lol. I don't know her personally but that's what I gather from some of the music I hear by her, especially in this song I'm introducing to you, or jogging your memory about "That's the way love goes." Released on April 20th, 1993 (Yes! That's my new birthday song! ) from her fifth studio album, Janet...it was written, the sensual, yet romantic lust song did extremely well on the billboard 100. Janet's song was number one for 8 weeks long on the billboard 100, it reached number one for 10 weeks on the hot 100 airplay, internationally the song was placed number one in Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Hungary, Japan and Europe's hot 100 singles. This song was a major success winning tons of different awards from Soul Train back down to MTV. I'm not sure how much the album sold, but her single alone sold 3 million copies. This was a big song. So for today's TBT I present to you, Janet Jackson, "That's the way love goes". Thank you for stopping by "No Title" the random blog, I hope you enjoyed the review, please feel free to roam around and check out some other TBT reviews and some of the other writes. See ya soon. One love. (Music found on You Tube, not mine)

Louis Armstrong - Potato Head Blues (1927) TBT

For today's throw back, I'm going to throw it way back, back to the roaring 20's. A period in our great country when things begin to change, a time of social and political change, more people in America began to move from farms and began living in the city; people were starting to buy the same goods, due to the growth and birth of chain stores; this was the time period of urban growth for America and a lot of people were uncomfortable with that change. The 1920's for some people was a problem, however in the cities, it was a good time. Picture a time period when black people and white people never saw eye to eye on anything, yet when in the cities, black people had a better shot of survival up North; of course still called every derogatory name under the sun, there was still an explosion in the black communities during this time period; when you get a chance research the cotton clubs that were booming in Harlem. So to represent that time period and music for TBT, I bring to you Louie Armstrong. There's a lot we can take from the 1920's and bring it forward to today, we just need to look and learn a little from our history. One love yall...

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I'm not stupid, just an oxymoron. =)