Heartfelt1 Poetry (2)

Am I to much woman for you that you pass me up to speak to my friend that's135 pounds lighter then me.
Really is it that hard for you to notice how I stand tall and walk straight up in my 6inch stiletto knowing that I have it going on that you can't pay me no mind.
Really you can't see the passion in my eyes telling you that Its me you should be with? Or am I too much woman for you to have to deal with?
Is it really that serious that you have to disrespect me? call me all kinds of names. Maybe because I'm too much woman that have game.
You mad that women make the world go round ? Or is it a problem that you can't solve? It's ok if that's what you like but at night I know you dream of holding this woman tight. So go ahead and have her skin and bones just know this thick chic could have been all your. So next time you see me in passing think about all this woman and keep on smashing.- Heartfelt1

I slowly walk in and saw you sitting there. I wish I could just grab you by your tuff brown skin and hold you close to my chest. We're in this gym all alone with no one to disturb our groove so we eye each other like animals prepared for battle. I drop my arms you bounce back against my wet hands as I turn and rub against your ruff skin hoping to be lifted off the ground I turn in a circle as I gently let go. Slammed dunk baby ! I fall back down to the floor. I've been waiting for years to have this moment and it was the greatest moment I ever had. - Heartfelt1