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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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Saturday, May 23, 2009

Waterfall Sleep

I know about you and
How much you think about me
that’s why when you sleep under silk sheets
That thong is first removed like cousins
Boiling hot your blood starts bubbling
And you gasping for air accepting my celestial loving
Your body is screaming for you to touch him
And I’m whispering touch me
Let me get you higher than the stars you can’t see
With a hit of this blueberry stardust Cush weed sex
Chant my name
Whisper to me yo notions of sexual wishes
Your notions of sexual limits
Your notions of sexual positions
Your notions of how to take all my inches
Your notions of how to complete sentences
And n n n not stutter
Cuz I use this bed like a slice of bread
To melt yo flesh and spread you like butter
And as much as I got you licking yo fingers I can’t believe it’s not
And I won’t stop, because I stay so rock
Swabbing the deepest darkest decks in yo ship
And I can name that place beyond those wet lips
My cock pit
My Ms. Fantasize, water fall sleep, about me when I’m thirsty
because she says it’s like I’m drinking slowly from a doggy dish
Taking slow sips from her stream
While she sings French opera like
"E allor dicea, con flebil suono
L’estasi amor soave
Which means
"Saying in a passionate voice
our sweet love
And that’s where it ends because she doesn’t know any more French
But with every kiss to her chest the harder her little nipples get
And the deeper I hit
She’ll be speaking fluently French and maybe even a little Spanish
Waking others with her screams
And right before her alarm clock sings
She leaves my lips a kiss to thank me
For another hot fantasy in her wet dreams
See baby I know exactly how you think of me
And I’ll see you tonight in your sleep

Thursday, May 21, 2009

I'm Pointing to You

You right there, I want to taste your love again
I’ll be patient but while I wait, listen to my poetry
Focus baby …
Listen to my odes about your sweet scent
Baby I’m damn near hell bent
On wearing your peaches, citrus like,
Woman abstracted perfume for men
I want you to look past my head and
See your toes touch the heavens with your heels on my back
I’m begging you to let my lips touch both sets of yours
Back… and forth…
So I can bless them both
So many women look me in my face and see a young brother
But baby..
Baby I will surpass your premeditated thoughts as your lover
I have the key and I dare to unlock the gates of your forbidden city
I guarantee when I twist inside and flick that clit
Your spindle will twist releasing a latch bolt
So pleasurable your will squeeze me tight while you pulsate
And that door will become dust
And become a walk way for our lust
Baby I’ll make those insides com…bust
And that’s when I’ll slow our body’s motion up
Because there is no need to rush
But I know you can get a little eager
When you think that I teased… her
But she loves it cuz that small quake starts in your upper thighs
Then hit’s your knees, and curls those toes
While they slide slowly down my chest
I know my poetry is intense…
catch your breath please,
And I swear I could see each time your lip trembled
Right before you scream
My queen please
Let me help you, help me
Open every pore on that body,
to help you breath my sex like it’s your last breathe of air
And you just lay under me and stare
You… and… I both just stare
You, You there
now is the time, I’m ready for you

I'm Back

Sorry everyone who was following me, i had been moving for a while and i had to
wait on comcast slow asses to come install the internet but nevertheless i have something
beautiful for your eyes yet, as a matter of fact i got two new poems and i'll post one tonight
and another tomorrow, and you guys can tell me how hot they got you