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WHO IS SHE?

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I may not be your cup of tea nor your cup of Vodka.

I’m a full, and distinct glass of an acquired taste. My words can command your ears with one stroke of my well read tongue. My mind works in unpredictable, beautiful, creative, and mysterious ways. My smile will bring light to where light no longer exists. I am hypnotic. I can arouse your soul into a trance. Don’t sleep on me baby. I can awaken the soundest sleeper. My body will delight you, and ignite you. I wreak a sexy impressionable havoc. I will swallow you whole, and spit you out.

 

I am the only force to be reckoned with.

I am your kryptonite or I can be your dynamite.

 

I may not be your cup of tea nor your cup of vodka. But someone is going to drink from my glass…

What say you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Deep

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My soul is the keeper of my words. It tells me what to write, what to say. I can’t control what it concocts. I move when it tells me to. I move wherever it tells me to. When it compels me, I listen. The sound is deep. I am its vessel designed by intricate parts. Lined with complexities and substance. Are you receiving this? When my soul starts speaking to me, the noise outside begins to suffocate. The world outside no longer exists. The feeling is divine. My soul speaks a language that I understand more than my native tongue. It’s solid. It recognizes the good and the bad energies. I rely heavily on my soul to lead me and I am in tuned. If you want to get to know me, you must bring depth to the table and match my soul at eye level. Then, I will let you know if we approve or not.

Egg Nog

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I have an addiction. It just tastes so good. It’s a unique taste. It requires a mature tongue with an acquired taste. It warms my palate and the warmth trickles right down into my throat. It’s an aphrodisiac that you shouldn’t knock until you’ve tried it. It’s refreshing and satisfying. It’s beneficial in producing and reproducing. Oh, it has many great benefits. It’s something I need daily. It’s my daily medicine. I have an addiction. 

 

I’m addicted to Egg Nog.

 

Soul Mate

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My eyes latched onto to yours, and I got a glimpse of your soul. Our souls connected and created one. The energy we share is electric. I can feel when your vibe is off and you can feel when my vibe is off. When our minds meet, the dialogue is eclectic. I get lost in your company when we’re together. The outside world doesn’t exist when I’m in your sensual midst. It’s just me and you. When we make love, my soul moans, and becomes detached for a moment. You make me climb into my feelings in unfamiliar places. I don’t recognize this kind of love. My soul yearns for you when we part ways. You’re the one. You’re my only one. My soul mate. 

 

Have you met your Soul mate yet? 

Merry Cookies Part 2

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4A76C500-0DA8-4BE7-9714-A5AD23A03EBE.jpegHe was on the floor and his face was red. I kneeled down to check his pulse. His heart was still beating and he was still breathing. Thank God!! But he was definitely out cold. Just as I was stood up, my vision got blurry. I didn’t  know what the hell was happening, but it wasn’t right. Everyone else had already left I guess. I looked around the room to see if I saw Daren, Mike, and Merry Nicole. They were no where near in sight. I tried to get to my purse because my cellphone was in there. I needed to call someone for help. I left it at the table. I could barely see where I was going. Then, I tripped over something. It was something big and I fell on my arm. It was surreal and I felt like I was dreaming. I wished it were a dream because turns out I tripped over Mike. Mike was laid out on the floor just like Jay. His face was as red as Rudolph’s nose. I slowly inched my way closer to him to feel for his vitals. He was still alive. I was afraid at that point. I didn’t understand what was happening. I was confused. At that moment, my arm was hurt badly. Jay and Mike were both unconscious. My vision was fading more and more. I managed to find enough strength to get back up, and I was determined to make it to my phone. It was so hard because I couldn’t see which was weird. Finally, I made it to my purse and picked up my phone. I started dialing out and my phone flew out of my hand, and across the room. I screamed so loud!!! I screamed from the pits of my soul. I was beyond scared now. My vision was completely gone, and I started having a full blown panic attack. My heart was racing, skin was clammy, my breathing became rapid. I felt like I was dying. Then a faint voice whispered to me, “It’s ok” “It’ll be ok.” I’m still panicking. The voice gets louder and says “You’ll be fine”, and I immediately recognized the voice. It was Merry Nicole. I called out to her and begged her to help me. Her response shocked me. She said, “No.” “What is going on Merry Nicole and Where is Daren?”, I yelled!! I felt a hand massaging my hair. “You’re going to be ok. It’ll wear off soon enough. I just needed to see who was worthy.” “What? Merry Nicole What are you talking about?!”, I angrily asked.

“Just listen to me for a moment. I needed to find the one. The virgin. Daren is the one and you can no longer see him. He is invisible now like me, for I was only a figment of your vivid imagination. My name is not Merry Nicole. It’s Nia. You see…my virginity was taken away from me and I was murdered. I’ve been stuck in between worlds ever since. My soul can’t rest. It gets lonely here, and I was tired of being lonely. So, I decided to find a virgin that I could spend eternity with since my virginity was so brutally taken. I used to work in the same building that you all currently work in. In fact, I was murdered there. I allowed myself to be seen. I observed and planned for years. The chocolate chip cookies were drenched in poison and filled with specific ingredients to draw out the virgin. The sugar cookies were filled with a milder poison. Daren proved to be the one. He didn’t survive my cookies, and now I have someone to spend all of my eternity with. My soul can rest now. The poison will soon wear off of you, Jay, and Mike. You will not remember me or anything at all.”

Merry Cookies Part 1

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Every year, Merry Nicole cooks the best batch of chocolate chip cookies for the Annual Holiday office party. This year, I just knew it would be no different. Her cookies were quite popular. She could bake her butt off! Merry Nicole didn’t have much of a personality, she was odd, shy, and her wardrobe was hard to stomach. She was always fully covered head to toe. She wore dark colors, glasses, and flat shoes. Her hair was always in a messy bun. She was pretty though. She had naturally beautiful skin, and beautiful dark brown eyes. Her behavior was awkward at times. I mean…there’s always one or two at each workplace lol. But she more than made up for it with those cookies. So, I’m at the party and the place is getting packed. Not too packed because there’s not many of us at all. The party was always held at a small hall which was perfect for us. Merry Nicole is nowhere to be found which is strange because she always shows up extra early to set up her cookie spread. Two hours passed by, and she still hadn’t arrived. The party started at six. It was now eight, and still no sign of her. I asked around to see if anyone had called her. Daren from our Claims Department tried, but she didn’t answer. I decided to have a few glasses of white wine, and started dancing the night away with my other co workers. Things were getting wild! Sharon from our IT Department was on top of one of the tables, doing a mild striptease number lol. What else was new lol? Mike from our Call Center was having a dance off against Jay from Maintenance. Jay was killing it! The strobe lights were going. GOGO music was playing in the background from a stereo. It was a great time!! Everybody was free and enjoying one another. It was the one time we all could let loose. I was about five glasses in and in comes GUESS WHO? The music stopped playing, and I almost didn’t recognize her. It was Merry Nicole. She had on this little black fitted dress with black heels. Her hair was let down and filled with spiral curls. She had these perky c cups, a firm bottom, a very nice body. She was slim thick. I wanted to form words, but I couldn’t. We all were in a state of shock, and couldn’t believe our eyes. I’ve worked with this woman for eight years, and I never really saw her. That night we all saw her. Not only did she come in looking stunning, she was pulling a cart with 2 medium sized containers of cookies piled on! After we finished gawking at her, we all finally conjured up some words. We all greeted her, and told her how beautiful she looked, and how we couldn’t wait to indulge in her delicious cookies. She wasn’t a woman of many words. Needless to say, she didn’t say much. She pulled her cart up to the table, and began to place the cookies on the table, still in the containers of course. When she was finished, we all bum rushed the cookies. Daren, Jay, and Mike bogarted their way to the front which was rude! I expected nothing less from them! They all grabbed a handful each of cookies. Oh and did I mention these fools are the only men in our office, and they are all equally handsome? Yes indeed! So back to the party. Finally, it was my turn to get some cookies, and I couldn’t contain myself. Only there were no chocolate chip cookies left. She made the same cookies faithfully every single year, and they were all gone. However, there were what looked to be sugar cookies left. I asked her what happened to all the chocolate chip cookies, and she said the men took them all. The men AKA the fools aforementioned. I was annoyed mostly because I was a creature of habit. You know how it is when you have your mouth watered, and set for something? Yes that was me. Anyways, I decided to try the sugar cookies even though I preferred the other ones. In all honesty, they were so delicious. They were VERY delicious, actually. I ate about three…four…ok I ate six!! At this point, I was full and everyone was winding on down. Merry Nicole was across the room talking to Jay, Daren, and Mike. I was heading over to be nosey because she didn’t talk much, and I wanted to hear what she was saying. Then, all of a sudden hot flashes came over me, my stomach was turning, and I just didn’t feel well. I needed to go take a bathroom break. I ran down the hallway, and ran into the bathroom. Thank goodness the bathroom was empty. I rushed into the stall, and threw up, and I felt so much better. I collected myself, splashed water all over my face, washed my hands, and took a deep breath. I made my way back to the party. I turned the corner and I saw Jay on the floor. He was…

 

To be continued tomorrow…..

Black Kings

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Dear Young Black Kings,

You should know that you are a threat to society. A strong threat because they fear your mind and its capabilities. If used properly and to it’s highest potential, it can surpass the likes of MLK, Malcolm X, Matthew Henson, Dr. Charles Drew, and other great Kings who came before you. Use your resources wisely, Young King. You should know that using your resources in conjunction with your mind equals an intelligent cocktail, that will prove to be explosive, and they know this. They know that once you discover your power, you can awaken the masses, and they will move to your beat. They will listen to you and rise up, and hang on to your words of wisdom. You will be unstoppable. Young King, the streets have not a care nor an ounce of love for you. You have a target on your back, so you must move different. You must move smart. I love you! We love you! Your daughters need you and your sons need you. Your Queens need you!

 

With Love,

L I N N E A