[#POEM] YOU & I

[#POEM] YOU & I

I fell in love
During our first kiss
I know…
That’s some scary shit
But I can’t explain it
It is what it is
And here I am
Submerged in the love
We created…
Perhaps I am
A special kind
Of fool…
You’re nowhere to
Be found
Yet I’m still loyal
To you…
I wonder how we
Could ever start again
If we can’t even
Be friends…
Yet still… It’s something
Telling me…
You are
The One…
I made a vow
And I stand by it
With pride
You’re the only one
On my mind
Day and night
I climb the stairs
Hoping…
You’ll be there…
And if you never
Come and there’s
Someone else
You are meant to love
Fucking…wow…
How will I ever
Erase you…
Replace…you?
When I know
I was made to
Love you…

Billie Simone © 2015

[#POEM] A SECOND CHANCE

SECOND CHANCE

I want to start over
I want to try again
I want to be more than your
Lover…I want to be your
Heartbeat and best friend…
I want a second chance
To show you
You are the one for me
I still believe
We were meant to be…

Billie Simone © 2015

[#SUITE69] THE OLDER WOMAN 

[#SUTE69] THE OLDER WOMAN

I ain’t no fucking “cougar”. I refuse to accept any label, but I particularly despise that one.


Since I’ve lived in Atlanta, I cannot go anywhere without my identification. I could get away with that shit at home. Here? Nope. I know you’re supposed to take it wherever you go…but damn. To be asked for identification every single time you go into a store, or order a drink at a restaurant is a bit much.


I try to take it as a compliment. Especially when younger women flirt with me. I have come to the conclusion that I will more than likely date younger women as I continue on my journey. Most women my age have children and don’t want anymore. A lot of them don’t work out, or have a spontaneous spirit. Of course it would be nice to meet someone my age or within two to three years younger with the same goals, interests, and desires. I just haven’t met any lately.

It’s interesting dating women ten or more years younger than me. I’ve encountered some beautiful, old souls. But I’ve also noticed the difference in maturity, and priorities.I’m still getting used to being called “Bae” 😏. The babies text “talk” more than they like to have actually conversations or face to face communication. And a few have mistaken me for a “sugar mama”. Needless to say, as I play my part in this dating game, I’ll say it once, and I’ll say it again… I do not pay to give or receive time, head, or love. Furthermore, I ain’t not fucking cougar on the prowl looking for a pretty girl to stunt with. If anything, I’m looking for a boss. So whether you are my age, or young enough to be my daughter, have your shit at least semi together before engaging in any type of romantic relationship with me. You’ll save us both a great deal of time and sleepless nights.

❤️,
Billie

[#HAIKU] LADY IN THE STREETS

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[#HAIKU] WANDERLUST

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[#HAIKU] YOUR DREAM COME TRUE

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