“Hate is never a far cry from love… Sometimes I stumble the lines drunken.. Hollering your name..”

“You stumbled here in your haunted, heart begging me to love you without kneepads..We are similar- didn't you know I would see that?”

“Cause I can love a poem up out of you-like my middle name is Harlem..and my fingerprints are permanent-you ain't gone wash me off darlin”

“I play my position, heart held behind my back-- I'm the pitcher.. sometimes I throw them no hitters..”

“Want me to rock your section?Like the composer that I amThe orgasm composerI don’t believe in disclosure--All you need to be privy to is how I’m gonna divvy you up for Me.. Myselfand that sweetest taboo woman I”

“In life… It is LOVE that reminds you, that you cannot have everything you want….”

“You asked of me once, how high, high can beor if there was an exhibit..I smiled and then whispered..My thighs are the limit…”