Tuesday, January 26, 2010

"His Favorite Ms."


I am his lover.
I was by his side as he committed his crime.
Candy-"caine" bra as I boarded the plane.
Hid the rest of the stash. He trusted ME with the cash.
I commend you. Yes, lady, you have made him strong.
Strong enough for him to be the man I need when I'm looking for
someone to lean on.
He's my spine and whatever is yours, is just as much mine.
Whatever you know, I know the real deal.
The things he's afraid to tell you because how it would make you feel.
He is my dream man, because my dreams are different than yours.
I get the dick, the trips. With me, he buys out stores.
I'm happy I've gotten to know the man he is today.
He goes above and beyond to give me MY way.
And, in turn, I give him everything I can.
Support, respect, and honor him as a man.
Checking him and putting him in his place when he's wrong.
Yet, allowing him room to make mistakes on his own.
And as a woman, I can and I do for me.
He still does for me because he likes making me happy.
With me, there's no punishment. He isn't a child.
He told me what happened when he got caught and I smiled.
I know what he tells you, but I see what he shows me.
The only reason you exist is because you have history.
Years and years. The kids. The family.
How can you say you're stable when he's out nights with me?
I'm his softness. That position, yeah, he learned that from me.
We may be sinning, but he and I feel we have a blessing.
Which is why you have yet to get his most honest confessions.
You live in the projects and he's paying for my condo.
You think he comes to me for solely sex, so you call me a hoe.
What I am is his every wish. His every hope. Every desire.
In me, he sees his dreams and what we can acquire.
Minus the stress, the pressure, the responsibility and the emotional shit.
He also comes to me for conversation. He loves my wit.
He comes to me for advice. He knows I won't judge him.
Yes, the sex is the best. Trust this, I know, too.
Because whatever he's doing to me, he's doing to you.
Pussy is pussy, ma. Let's make that real clear.
He added me to the equation
because I bring more than you can provide, my dear.
So continue with your strife, Ms. Wife, as I enjoy my life.
Carefree, stress free, and worry free because I know he's going nowhere.
No matter what he tells you, I will always be here.
Respect it for what it is.
The nights you're in bed with his kids
All alone, wondering where he is
I'm playing my role as his favorite Ms.

~~> Miss Chi <~~

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12 comments:

BROaDWaY JiM said...

HOOOOOOOOOOME WRECKER, smh

Kenya Mack said...

Oh yes! LOL Now this is what I'm talkin' about!

LadiiDestiny said...

get it girl!!! verry go0d;; can tottally Realate

JoeFlow said...

WOWzer .. !!! LoL

KISHA GREEN said...

WOWSERS...

analog.lady said...

situations... *Usher voice*

Shakeera said...

LOOOOOVED this!!!!

Miss Chi said...

Thanks for the support everyone

A.Lyfe said...

Whoaaaaaaa

Nikki said...

This was written very well as the other woman. And Ladies please lets not even front, we have all played the part of the other woman at some point in our life. We may not have known we were the other woman or wanted to think we were...But we were!
Great Piece!!!

nereida said...

this shit is hard, but it is wat it is.WOW!!!!!!!

hotfrog69 said...

This really got under my skin. Whew great stuff!