“Malika’s Moves”

”Salmon; best served wild!”

There are some extra-ordinary women who just make you wanna stop and stare.  Call it an allure, see them as fascinating; just remember this.  No matter how you verbally define ‘em, you see them!

The life-sustaining properties of salmon are known throughout the world, so much so ‘til scientist have even gotten into The Game.  Today, the big thing is genetical modifications; the changing of everything in the name of supporting life.  Regardless of how you flip it, salmon will be un-sustainable in its natural form.  Hummm, much like women.

Today everything seems to be headed the way of genetical modifications.  Demand is at such an all time high ’til it’s created an interest from the field of science.  Funny, most Scientists don’t look or even act like their character depictions shown on T.V.  And…  This is who’s taken up the new designs of women!  When you see Silver Screen Scientists they are ultra-cool & totally beyond anything reflected in the real world.  They always arrive at an answer for every aspect of the life as we live it.  But…  Don’t get it twisted, many creations seen on T.V. don’t have any real connections to what is.  Still, I believe in some of what science has discovers, but when it comes to the Inneractions/Communications between He&She, there are factors science won’t ever include in their assessments.  Hence…  You get monsters like the genetical modified salmon.  Especially obvious when aligned with the original.

Women love to compare men to the likes of a Don Juan and that infamous Bad Ass Billy.  Yet, when man compares “woman” to other women, the one in the mix for obvious reasons can’t accept it.  Demands not to be compared with anybody!  Whoa, is this a double standard or what?  Doesn’t matter, She&He think while acting totally different no matter the case, issue or situation!

When I first met Malika the “Dance Of Deception” was non stop.  For those on the outside looking in, we were fabulous.  Behind closed doors, the story was following a different script altogether.  Time passed and for me, it was movin’ way too slow.  She felt the same but as we all know, women love to “play it hard” (reads, they’ve got it, know exactly what they’re doin’ so don’t push).  Her perception was fine with me as I had plenty of forward gears and in awareness of this, easily slipped into full throttle.

“Peeling it back”, I reached deep deep down inside her chest, came out with “heart in hand” and watched her as she sat there mystified.  (Reads, switched gears right in the middle of listening to her serve me with even more drama, and…  Suddenly stopped playing on her level while psychologically moving completely into mine)

After she experienced another degree of what she knew I was about, we moved continuously and everything else was heavenly.

“Secret Stuff…  Ooooh Yeah” gave all a glimpse into another.  Her name; omitted out of respect.  Still, she once upon a time was totally “on deck”.  Now I come with “Milika’s Moves”. The sequence in presentation is important because the woman who motivated “Secret Stuff…  Ooooh Yeah” was livid when associated with…  Malika.  Oh, she was so in love she couldn’t be stopped from pleasuring me.  Forever did things that…  If inquired about today, she’ll immediately suffer from a case of selective memory recall, but…  On the comparison side, don’t tell her she was in any way like another female.

Many times I employ situations blossoming from people, places and things that are germane to; whom it is I’m in association with in order to arrive at a particular point.  Very few FOLK can handle this association because…  Well, their individuality seems to become threatened.  This isn’t surprising to me because few FOLK know who they actually are.  If these FOLK did know who they were and held such powerful awareness of individualism why the threat!  Salmon, hummm, keeps comin’ up if you ask me.

During the initial stages of a relationship you have two who are completely in-sync.  Everything begins with the risin’ sun and won’t even set when the moon starts to burn bright.  Then, with the passage of time the novelty starts to evaporate and the transformation begins.  Reality doesn’t wear thin but perceptions become altered.  Every aspect of “you” is argued.  I’ve even heard the following applied to me.  “You’re not like anybody I’ve seen on television, you’re confusing me.  Why can’t you follow the script”. Quickest answer is possibly they’ve had way too many infusions applied by Scientists who aren’t who they appear to be while partaking in the ingestion of genetically modified salmon!  You know false applications of anything will result in viruses un-foreseen in any-bodies time.

Women can be heard around the world saying they can’t find a good man.  Men have issues too but…  Men continue along, goin’ up in most women they meet and seldom slow their roll to contemplate “fittin’ in where they have gotten in”.  So it seems, He&She can’t find the goodness they seek no matter what’s at stake.  My response to all this has always been straight up.  “Are you a quality woman”, and to the man.  “Will you ever step up and stop allowing those so-called friends of yours to stop defining who she is for you”

This environment of today which has defined the union between He&She is vastly different than the one “Moms & Pops” came up in.  Violence has emerged from the closet and taken center stage.  Hidden agendas rise with the realities of what’s comin’ out of these closets while propelled He&She towards others who have created a confusing set of dynamics at best!  Those subtle nuances as in fine distinctions that define who one is won’t ever be touched through cloning, no matter the association.  So now that this is known does He&She have any chance of survival?

“Malika’s Moves”, best analogy for clarification would be like salmon.  Delicious in every way, but.  If you aren’t aware of the intricacies defining the delicacy of the basic nature, you are bound to mess up whatever way it (reads she) comes.

Malika was what is known as “Game Tight”. (Reads very smooth, somewhat manipulative but otherwise remarkable)  Those 3 B’s of hers were in full effect.  She was very…  Shall I say, capable and recognizing of what was really goin’ on between us!

When someone is associated with another it may not be a direct comparison as much as it is a revelation.  Pointing out what one may have not seen or recognized about themselves!  But then again, maybe many don’t like the comparison/association thing because they actually aren’t…  Ready to kick it up a level, hummm.

Somebody once said to me they couldn’t find an adult conversation, despite of circulating amongst many of their city’s most prominent people.  Before I could get a word in they added, “Don’t you find this interesting”.  The “last word” always gets me because it is those words that come from a place revealing much about one’s actual state of mind.  Now when talking to someone and the person (s) engaging me comes back with the reply of “interesting” I know instantly they weren’t hearin’ me or.  Were so far outta their pay-grade ‘til they knew we weren’t even in the same psychological hemisphere.

When one says “interesting” believe me on this, even if they are considering what ’cha said, they haven’t ventured out as far on the matter as you.  And probably can’t!

Psssss; The really good stuff.  After completing this piece I eased into my bedroom and noticed her peeking out from under the sheets tryin’ to get a glimpse of me.  She didn’t know I saw her and when I tip-toed around to get a closer look, she faked as if asleep.  I gave out this enormously robust laugh that it shook the walls of the house.  She laid perfectly still but I could have sworn I saw her eyelids flutter.  The next morning we sat down to breakfast and if she could have slapped me she would have, the anger was boiling.  I calmly looked at her, leaned in closer and closer and just as i could taste her scent, I kissed her on the cheek while saying.  “Such anger, where does this…  Madness arise from?”

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