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Entered the room to a phat assed, fun-sized goddess caramel skin-toned two beds she says she’s been alone all day so she’s up for play.

She told me leave my donations on the table. She requires paper for her time, its precious & tells me she has a little boy back home who’s nine, saw a picture, his innocence is so precious.

She’ll be finished with this life soon she said but for now this hotel room is her place of business & is paying for her education & paying for her rent & making ends meet being that she’s the only parent.

The lamp served as a sun to the Trojans scattered across the night stand, glimmers of light off the wrappers as Law & Order goes to commercial on a 40 inch flat & and a Holy Bible lay still under that.

She leaves for Cali in the morning & some of her underwear are still drying over the shower head reflected off the vanity mirror next to a flat iron & make-up kit ever so neatly placed on the bathroom counter-top.

After a few awkward pauses in conversation she’s ready to earn her money & tells me to lay back on the bed as she begins to give me the best head a nigga ever did feel.

Getting a blow job is and feels awesome!

She takes another call & I overhear that he’s spending more time with her than me. More donations to mention. She multitasks never neglecting me the same amount of attention.

She grabs the jelly and rubs it on her pussy asking if I’d like to get on top or do doggy?

Pridefully, I get on top. I’m into her facial expressions and the way her breasts bounce as I, thinking I was doing something, perform the weakest stroke.

About to make an excuse in the next 5 minutes. I’m all in wanting to kiss her, but she doesn’t do that. I turn her over as the moans gets deeper and she arches her back.

Face down, hands above her head she’s throwing it & I’m grabbing on her ass, uninterruptedly keeping our rhythm, trying not to moan

I tap out admittedly after another 13 mins of fuck.

I’m out of her still tryna get an aftershock, and she stands wrapping her hair up, smiles with a tissue in hand gently rolling the condom of her client.

I tell her to have a safe trip & hope that our paths cross in a different light, as she flushes our sins, Jesus like.

We embrace and I exit the room recalling the direction of the nearest elevator, looking across to the another room’s door number 502.



Seasons change.

Damn I hate the unpredictable weather in Baltimore

And I guess it’s true what they say, that when it rains it pours

Thought you’d be my umbrella, my shelter, my sunshine to keep me warm

But your light no longer covers me only thy shadow

Your words dont console my soul anymore

And your arms now lack the protection and comfort from the world’s cold

I had it good wanting you and the universe at my feet

A god in my own right grazing the flowers of our love imagine me

Imagining us and child by grace and sin

The passion we cherished for one another lied deep within

The depths of those long nights up pillow-talking about our dreams

Underneath one another until we’d fall asleep

Lunar moon watching our every movement

The cadence of your heart beat kept me alive, so sweet

Sharing clouds and gloomy days, your tears like droplets of rain

And that smile shooting gamma rays at my pain

I just dont feel it now

So I will tread with my rain boots on for a while

Till I find another, or my own ray of sun to smile

And even when the snow and hail pelt my face

And those tornadoes and hurricanes 

Category 4, tropical storms

Pass my way 

And what I should do

I’ll think back on how I survived You





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