[WHAT MAKES A QUEEN?] A CHANCE TO MAKE YOUR POINT DISCUSSION

[WHAT MAKES A QUEEN?] A CHANCE TO MAKE YOUR POINT DISCUSSION
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...
http://youtu.be/rlCJbFGOeRo

Okay after a rather lengthy discussion yesterday in the comments of one of my pieces where I blended erotic art with a write where I uplifted African women, I am still looking for answers and since I have so many women on my page I really want to hear from you and from my male readers.
WHAT MAKES A QUEEN?
Is it what she wears?
Her hair?
Perhaps attitude.
Can a stripper be a queen?
How about a woman who sells drugs?
Is it the fact that she attends church?
There are I am sure so many other facets to this question and I welcome all of them.
I really hope that you my sisters will not overlook this question since this is your chance to explain...
WHAT MAKES A QUEEN?

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY 

[CHARCOAL IN YOUR SKIN]

[CHARCOAL IN YOUR SKIN]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...
http://youtu.be/lUfc7s6xP4g

Is that charcoal I see in your skin...

Carbon and water reflections as I fancy free glance at thee...

How can one so delicate be so graceful, so strong?

Able to take the pressure of me...

The sprinkles and the driving need.

So wet while having the ability to be the catalyst for so much fire that has swept planetarily...

Sweeping across the forest of humanity.

Setting some mentalities free while holding so many enslaved.

Lost in the hold of your charms formed of this earth that we trod while searching for identity.

A reason for this insanity.

We in the womb lost in primal passions while professing moderninity.

The perusal of a man...

Reflecting on the charcoal in your skin...

The beauty of our beginnings

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

MAMA DONT CRY

[MAMA DONT CRY] A TOPIC REQUESTED BY ALICIA PRICE AND DEDICATED TO MY MAMA
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE... MAKE SURE YOU LISTEN AND WATCH THIS VIDEO...
http://youtu.be/-wq3JTdTU3s

Mama I remember the things that you taught me and thats when I remember that there are things that you taught me that I dont remember.
Things that I have taught to my children that they will not remember.
Mama remember when I was a little boy and you planted that garden, how the man came with the mule and the plow and turned the dirt.
Bugs and worms came to the top and birds came to feed.
We planted the seeds and you showed me the sunflower, told me it would grow taller than me and strong.
I saw the seedlings become tomatoes and cucumbers, peppers and eggplants... The most beautiful flowers.
I in coexistence as the frogs came to eat the worms, the snakes came to eat the frogs, the cats to eat the snakes... Chickens scratching the soil.
Me and Steve my best friend as he barked and gave chase, such a loyal and dedicated brother till the day he died.
We buried him like family.
Mama you taught me that all is connected and that there are no loose ends as I savored the juice of tomatoes straight off the vine... Sprinkled with salt that came from the rocks.
From the tears that fell when things were bad... Our smiles when we were glad
Mama I may not get to say this all the time but Mama I want you to know I remember when I think of the fact that so many of my friends have lost their mothers.
Never to hear their voices again except in dreams and fragmented memories.
Mama I love you.


JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

[COUGH COUGH]

[COUGH COUGH]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS CHANT...
http://youtu.be/SRHC5xF1gs8

Off in the leaves of purple haired trees where we sit transfixed...
Third eyes shining in illuminated skies as inspiration rides the thermals ever higher... Ever higher.
Tapping at the base of heaven while living in an African hell... 
Puffs of smoke dissolving into the nether realm where angels interdimesional exist 
Tendrils draped pineal... Sparks of creativity ignited and razor sharp.
Sap of the ganja tree.
Stalk of the marijuana plant...
Buds and leaves rolled in White Owl Green.
Puff that thang and pass.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

P

[I HAIKU YOU]



She glistens wetly
I the tree catch her drizzle
We cum together

[SUGAR SHOCK]

[SUGAR SHOCK]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...
http://youtu.be/0-isPgYBm14

African woman crosses my mind flowing like a chocolate river in Wonkas factory...
Oompa Loompa fantasies...
You know?
Midgets, licorice whips and candy chains.
Enough sweetness to make a diabetic fall into a coma never to be awakened except by a kiss from her sugary lips.
Melting into the syrup at the bottom of my depths.
Fuel for the adrenaline that gives I a man the srength to confront demons, monsters and evil men.
Her solidity my crutch and my candy cane...
Her colors the rainbow in skittle filled skies...
Drops of M N M rain...
In my candy land.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

[LIGHTNING FLASHES AND THUNDER ROARS]

[LIGHTNING FLASHES AND THUNDER ROLLS] HIGHLY EROTIQUE 
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE... YO ASS BETTA LISTEN...
http://youtu.be/685RNoI6BqI
She stands in the rain as the water from the ocean salted sprays her face.
She smiles and he remembers why he loves her.
She says something and a bolt of lightning strikes the water of the sea and thunder's announcement drowns out her words.
He sees the line move as a crab pulls the line and he starts the overhand pull that his mother taught him on this same beach so long ago.
He scoops the crab into his net as she puts her arms around his waist from behind and he turns and sees the wild in her eyes and he kisses her lips before he licks them, tastes the salt. 
Lightning flashes and thunder rolls.
He drops the net and the crab crawls free and makes it back to the ocean... A brief reprieve from the cooking pot.
The wet clothes that she wears cling to her body and her nipples push against the fabric of her shirt and he slides his hand under the cloth and he squeezes one of her hot nipples and she leans into him .
They are the only two on the beach and she slides her hand down into his pants and grabs hold of his dick and it stiffens under her soft fingers.
She strokes it and he responds by grabbing her ass that hangs from the shorts that she is wearing.
They move from the beach to the truck which is only about 25 feet away and he strips the wet shorts from her body and she pulls his down and bends over and takes his dick into her mouth and sucks it as he plays with her pussy.
The rain streams across them both.
Lightning flashes and thunder rolls.
He turns her around and she put her hand on the side of the truck and he sees her pussy hanging... the drops of water dripping off.
He slides into her and the match the tones of the rain when it drives they drive and when it relaxes they do to.
They fuck like this and their cries mingle with the storm as it rages around them.
When they cum it is strong and loud and he turns her around and kisses her.
Naked in the rain they hold each other.
He looks at her and there is no need to say what he feels for this woman.
It is evident in his eyes.
Lightning flashes and thunder rolls.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY