Sunday, September 21, 2008


I crochet colorful dread caps for my love
Make them perfectly fit to his head
Especially made to hold his dreads
I do macramé write poetry & prose
Became a macramé expert after only one day
I match & coordinate color schemes naturally
stitch my own clothes
make things with my hands

Cuz I got mad skillZ

I throw foods together to make a feast without meaning to
Create a variety of dishes to please your palate
Make U hungry for food & me
Before you know it you’re addicted to me
Cuz I make sex like a whore in or out of bed
Like a sex machine never running out of steam

Cuz I got mad skillZ

I hit you up with words
Words powerful enough to make you feel things you don’t want to feel
My words sting & thrust, make you laugh
My words resonate with you

Cuz I got mad skillZ

Like an alchemist I use words to create something from nothing
When you hear my words you know you exist
You may want to escape the page real fast cuz
I draw reality from dreams & write with new themes
I heal wounds with the power of my words

I can be what ever I want to be
And do what I want to do
I will give you a fresh start in life becuz
I carry diamonds in my heart
Which I share & instill in you

Cuz I got mad skillZ


  1. Anonymous3:48 PM

    This is hot! Dig it a lot!

    Mad skillz for real...

  2. Anonymous9:20 AM

    JOY! Love this one! It's become my fav! I love the confidence, the sexuality, the slang and the way it makes me feel.... Great work!!

  3. now, this is great!!! Love it, Joy! Thanks talso for the link you sent about the free gallery. i registered there as soon as I read your message. Hugs!!!

  4. Anonymous12:55 AM

    you go mad skillz...what a it...all...