July 21, 2009

Luv Digger

champagne bottles, v.i.p. passes, bumping elbows with the rich and famous was her dream

she plot, she plotted, she scheme, she schemed

family genes were strong. got the looks of her father, the body resembles her mothers, her walk was a killer

her eyes were hypnotic and left everyone in a trance, even the females would beg for her romance

the words that slipped out of her mouth, were so soft and well pronounced, she said whatever to please the ear, even if its something her mother would never want to hear

her hair was black and silky. you would’ve thought asian ran in her blood, not the african-american or the puerto-rican she said she was

she used her hands flirtatiously, calling all money getters subconsciously her way

she used them to get to the top, like a step stool, one man a day

kanye was rapping about her, when he put out the first single for late registration

she played the song everyday, it was her anthem, she lived her life like a celebration

one month she was cheering for the basketball player, next she’s at the u.s. open

then she’s at the oscars with the stars, as if she was close kin

her heart always stayed locked up, she never let anyone in. didn’t let her emotions get the best of her, but with a good front she started to win

luxury items, small and tall, trips to germany, costa rica, and niagara falls

a different car for everyday of the week, a closet filled to keep her fresh from her head to her feet

jimmy choos, christian louboutins, couture straight from france

louis bags, piguet watches, pearls all on a strand

she kept on digging for her gold and she finally struck oil

her dream became a reality

everything she wanted, she got but she still wasn’t feeling so happy

she grew cold but it wasn’t from her diamonds making her blue it was from the fact that every bed she laid in, she never meant the “i love you”

love is a blessing from up above and that she abused

selfish, she wanted everything for herself but the gift was really made for two

now she’s ready to trade it all for one night of passion, or just to feel a tear fall

now she wants to give up all that

just so that she could find love, so she could get her heart back.

-Alkin C (peaceluvhappinessmusic.tumblr.com)