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I'm Lejon Mumford from Detroit Michgan. I'm 17 about to be 18 on Nov 28th. I love writing poetry and I actually started after my father passed away in December of 2006. I wrote a poem in his Obituary that i thought was really good, and it took me three months to write again and my baby inspired it in march when i wrote a poem about my father on the internet. It sparked a lot of comments on Facebook so i pretty much have been writing ever since. Although since then my writing abilities have grown and using my two favorite rappers (Eminem, Lupe) I have pulled inspiration from their lyrics time and time again. Oh and i really have gotten alot of inspiration out of Linkin Park also. When I write I'm able to become any one, which means it's a different point of view thus my name becomes Notion because I am a living concept or depiction of everything when I'm holding my pen.

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Friday, April 17, 2009

It's Pouring Chocolate Reign

this is my favorite one but here is the poem




I wish she new that her brown skin
held her so tightly and rich for a reason,
because unlike these leaves that change light and pretty then die off,
she stays a flawless oak every season,
These fakers of true bewitching charm
Don’t let them infect you with Vitiligo of the mind
Baby you are a magnificent sublime living, breathing, thinking
Aphrodisiac of our time
You are the word gorgeous in essence
A ravishing fascinating blessing
i wish she knew the beauty trapped with in,
That makes so many men create lustful sin
When they fantasize about tasting rich Nesquik from the stream
You should flaunt this gift, oil it and let it gleam
For the radiance of such beauty couldn’t be created by man
It is a god given design made to frame beauty
But that frame became the skin of a queen
When my eyes lay on you I yearn to feel it
that confidence is there she just has to wield it,
I say to myself silently, king me let me parade it
On my arm of course, but baby please
remember that brown skin gave you humbleness,
so don't foresake it,
harness all that cho...co...late,
and make their mouths water for a Hershey kiss's taste,
I wanna take snap shots of you from every
Acute, obtuse, straight, reflex, complementary, supplementary,
Adjacent, vertical, exterior, and especially interior angle
So I can show you the power your skin holds
Because the boldness of the slightest light hitting your pigment
Is riveting,
It is the calm and the storm together turning their backs to me
Because in and around me
That very second
Oh the Chocolate queen you reign within my mind and body
And no one can compare
So most of us guys get lost
In a mere stare
At royalty,
who doesn’t know she’s a queen yet
















Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Night Soundtrack


Most people listen to the sexual music
And use it to get a seductive mood when
It isn’t needed
All I need is the sound of your voice
Whispering your choice
of position, or telling me just how moist
It is
Because the smell and taste of bare naked you
Is more intense than a mere sound track
But I just want to let you know
That all I do
Is feel my head with the sound tracks of you
So many tracks on this ipod in my head
Of the way your body moans for me in our bed
So many vibratos, high notes, slow moans,
And stuttered speech
because your peach screams for me
So much that if I did tease just a tad to much,
it would show me leniency
Because of how deep I can be…
Especially when I speak,
because when I kiss and speak,
it can feel the vibrations of my lips and I can see
You shake…
Right before you scream, and began to moan a new song in my ear
Something for me to play back
But the real track is the sound of when I’m done with my
Peach lips snack
And you feel my depth
Pointing to your stomach, so you know and feel exactly
Where that diaphragm is located
So the vocals on this next track will be so powerfully sung
An orated emancipation to our loves down fall
into a sea so deep in our lustly waters
The creatures of the sea will play songs
So deep in sound like 808 drums
Behind our moaning releases with uncontrollable lungs
Thus the symphony is born
Singing softly cuuummm
And this is where the cd begins
As we get further inside
where these sexual beasts hide
Closer and closer to the point where “the denied”
Is deep in the back of our minds
We’ll have to label these next songs sounds of the jungle
Because the sounds you make
When I stir and shake before I take you my way
And I serve you to myself on a silk sheet tray
,separate your legs like two cookie halves
To release and take willingly the cream center
like oreo
And I know
you give all of it to me though
This the perfect music video
To our beautiful
Night Soundtrack

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Addictive Sex


Stop playing and give me your essence
I want you to bless it with your lips and tongue
i want to hear your moans and songs only sung
at the highest pitches
baby i know
believe me i know you have fetishes about me massaging your jaws
and in them i pause while you stroke it orally
with your lips smoothing over every shape of me
it's long and to the deepest parts of your throat i'll proceed
wet it...
I know it's your fetish to have your mouth erupt with me
taste my essence and treasure
how does that old saying go
"eat your heart out"
cuz i'll eat you out till your heart screams for my pleasings
and your result can drip from my lips
and i'll french you
while my hand lynches you
and i'm hitting your pressure points like i've been so tempted too
i have sentenced you to
life without pleasureless nights
and i know you won't put up a fight because
because i t hink the quickest way to your heart was through your stomach
and i know i reached it, i touched it,
I felt your moans in it before your lips released a sound
and baby this love is drugs
your going to be strung out on just my name
Say Raimone but let yo tongue roll when you do it
cuz while i'm doing it
your going to be losing it
until there is no nut inside just wet orgasms
and you won't have to worry
cuz i know you'll wan to pay for something that good
but i'll reasure you that it's on me
all of it ...