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I'm Yours, Just Ask

I'm Yours, Just Ask Me

If you want me
to take out the trash with
a smile on my face and a
tender kiss on the luscious lips
of your incomparably lovely face,
just ask me.

If you want me
to take you to the movies,
cradling your gentle hand
tightly in mine, holding
our breath to better preserve
this perfect moment, there,
together, nobody but us, in the dark,
just ask me.

If you want me
to lull you to sleep, your head
on my chest and your legs
intertwined with mine, my fingers
making tiny little circles
at the small of your back till
your eyes slowly close and your
breathing grows deep and even,
just ask me.

And,
if you want me
to squeeze your breasts hard, kissing
my way down your immaculate body,
caressing the deep, oceanic smooth
of your skin, till my tongue discovers
the enigmatic folds of your secret,
revering them gently, then with ever
more force, till I hold your hips fast,
as the wave of your pleasure
recedes from your shore,
just ask me
Just ask me.

Just ask me
If you want
my heart, my soul, the eyes
in my face, torn
from the sockets and held
in my hand, still twitching and basking
in the incontrovertible light
of your grace,
just ask me.
They’re yours.
And I'm yours

😘😘😘😘🙈🙈🙈🙈❤❤❤❤❤

I'm Yours, Just Ask

I'm Yours, Just Ask Me

If you want me
to take out the trash with
a smile on my face and a
tender kiss on the luscious lips
of your incomparably lovely face,
just ask me.

If you want me
to take you to the movies,
cradling your gentle hand
tightly in mine, holding
our breath to better preserve
this perfect moment, there,
together, nobody but us, in the dark,
just ask me.

If you want me
to lull you to sleep, your head
on my chest and your legs
intertwined with mine, my fingers
making tiny little circles
at the small of your back till
your eyes slowly close and your
breathing grows deep and even,
just ask me.

And,
if you want me
to squeeze your breasts hard, kissing
my way down your immaculate body,
caressing the deep, oceanic smooth
of your skin, till my tongue discovers
the enigmatic folds of your secret,
revering them gently, then with ever
more force, till I hold your hips fast,
as the wave of your pleasure
recedes from your shore,
just ask me
Just ask me.

Just ask me
If you want
my heart, my soul, the eyes
in my face, torn
from the sockets and held
in my hand, still twitching and basking
in the incontrovertible light
of your grace,
just ask me.
They’re yours.
And I'm yours

😘😘😘😘🙈🙈🙈🙈❤❤❤❤❤

My Interview With PeoplesBook Prize Awards 2016

FOR HIS entire life, Bandile Matsenjwa has straddled
two worlds: the socially challenged and academia.

Born in Siteki, western part of Swaziland. Real name Bandile Mziwanele Matsenjwa,  has successfully battled preconceived notions about black men birthed from its high concrete walls to gain good academic marks, a subsequent place at Olympia Publishers and
positioned himself as one of Swaziland ’s leading
young wordsmiths.

“It’s a bit of a myth when you’re told that kids from
rural backgrounds aren’t interested in school,” he says.
“What is quite interesting about our area is that
despite the low success rate among a lot of young
men, we all want it. We’re all from a background
that encourages it, I was just lucky enough for
everything to work out for me.”

The Author's parents who had witnessed
many of Bandile's peers turn to a life of a crime, alcohol
focused their energy on ensuring that their son was
afforded the best education they could. He was
schooled outside of his area and admits that this
was a learning curve in itself.

“My school ran a tight ship. You couldn’t really act
up because it had a strong disciplinary system and
clear ideology. I realised that the outside world saw
little value in the estate experience. This made me
angry. That anger grew with my awareness of our
relegation to the peripheries of society and that’s
when grime found me.”

Bandile found solace in the rare genre and
developed a unique style in which to tell his story.
In probably one of his most poignant books entitled
Better Man, he reflects: “I’m from a place where
a lot of people die for nothing… We’re stuck in a
‘hood. Do you know what a hood does? It absorbs
the rain and it blocks out the sun, it stores the pain
and it knocks out the fun.”

He says: “My poetry and writing skills came from rap. It became
poetry only when I wanted to communicate better
with the audience.”

Last year the Swazi Author was chosen as one of "Africa's promise" seen by thousands
who attended the sold out two-day festival in the
east London borough. He recited Existence, a poem
which urges inner city youngsters to aspire to a life
beyond crime and grinding poverty.

Describing 2014 as “the defining year of my life,”
he says that he realised just how far he could go.
“I think that was a turning point for me. Before, I
was open to suggestions, I didn’t have an agenda,
but now I have and I owe that to 2014 & Masundvwini"

He also built up an impressive celeb fanbase
throughout the trailblazing 365 days, one of the
most notable being Author Nicholas Gordon, whom he
supported at a recent book launch.

At the mention of the US Author's  name, Bandile's
tone and creativity moves from laid back to jubilant in a matter of
seconds.
“It feels amazing, man. I will never be able to
express that feeling in words. It’s very humbling
but, at the same time, it gives you a sense of
perspective so if this is what can happen out of a
hobby, something I did in my spare time, imagine
what could happen if I treated it as a career.
Imagine all of the people I could get on side.”

Already cheering him on is UK rapper Wretch 32
and singers Kyra and Mega with whom he once
shared the spotlight with.

“I’m so privileged have worked with these people.
It’s not like I’m making the best out of whoever I
get, this is the crème de la crème. These people
are so good, these people are pioneers and it’s an
honour. Whenever I hear about them or they share new
stuff, that’s inspiration for me.”

A culmination of the Author's inspirations took
up the basis of his landmark one-man speech at the Celebrate Economical Success in the presence of Majesties like Prince Williams and his beloved who were all smiles after the speech.

Before the speech which took place on his 2nd PeoplesBook Prize awards day he said: “Everything is going good. I’m just
a bit nervous. Whenever you deliver a speech you’re
presenting your raw thoughts. You think ‘how are
the audience going to receive it?’ I always want the
best so I’m worried about anything less than the
best.”
Adding to the pressure is that within the audience,
no doubt spiced with celebrity fans, was two of his
biggest.
“My ex bosses from Olympia were there, which made me more
nervous. One of the best things about delivering a speech is that you’re talking to people that you don’t know.

“My ex boss is too real [when it comes to constructive
criticism], she’ll be like, ‘don’t you think you
should’ve got a haircut? Don’t you think that shirt is
too tight?’”
Currently running writers clubs in Swaziland for young people - using his royalties Bandile says his goal is to
“force people to care more”.
“I think in areas like where I’m from, kids just don’t
have enough. If more people outside of the
situation cared, it would do a lot for them. Young
people are a lot smarter than we give them credit
for. I thought one of the biggest battles would be
convincing them that writing is worthwhile, but from
the first session, they were like, ‘Yep, I’m involved.
Teach me how to do it'' and that's Pen That ColdAddiction for them, finding comfort in words."

About It

Right now things are going well for me
It's clear that if I keep following my dreams I'm gonna live wealthily
So if I care about business class flights
Why not care about those who are in a fight
Against hunger and social issues
See, when I look at these kids in worn out disagrees, pain visits every tissue
Tell Journalists that, they foresee a big and selling issue
Turning a blind eye to the fact that the same kids who feed on whatever is at hand
Are meant to be our young kings in the end
So we introduce them to sex and violence
Telling them these things are labelled as trends
Play Juicy J's in belief that his Bandz will make em dance
They do what they found us doing
And  introduce nicotine and weed to their lungs
And smoke, forgetting that the same lungs have fungus
It's paining man,
We live in a free world but we've learnt to imprison ourselves
Putting our humanity and brain in shelves
Forcing ourselves into the society's shells
That sells
To us that the brain is a combination of tiny cells
So we embrace what the internet sells
Going further and implement it, thus it melts
The true us
She once believed a can of red bull will one day give her wings
Perhaps she can fly closer to her dreams
But this is real life
You ain't an overachiever by getting more likes
I'm talking about the likes
Of her and him
Who need likes to feel like her and him
Creating their own hell and hymns
Putting on spiritual sun shades, avoiding the beam
That can help everything dawn to us
It's a cold world, every girl wants to look hot
Believing a bite on some Liquorice can make her the all sort
I use a pen to free my thoughts
Don't bullet proof yourself cause I'm not firing shots
Just stating the facts
Look at the stats,
We're in serious danger.

¤Bandile
www.iambandile.blogspot.com

For Mandisa♡♡♡Wear My Un-Ailing Love♡♡

You open my eyes to see you
The evening that was conquering my light to shine
You reversed it and made my sky blue
The rising sun, with a burning spear I drew a line

You make me travel places in my dreams
The beauty of having you brings destiny to my possession
You fade not in my dreams but persist like the ocean streams
The unity of us is faith through creation

I promise to rise and fall with you as the sunflower
Though darkness may separate us and leave my heart hanging
It will be not long ahead until you burn this world with your power
Your brightness covers me, even those who are in the verge of ailing & dying

And I will forever strain my eyes to your presence
In essence
I love you
You are my love, my everything, I saw deeper than the prophets.

Literally I wrote this to make you smile and remind you of my feelings and intentions
Love is like a Rubix cube, not everyone can conquer it
But for you, I'm willing to go extra miles because you are in turn my reserve tank.

I love you so much,
I swear to God if I would swear to God, He'll bless me with new ways and humble ways to love you
And never shall I put pride before you
Or anyone
For you are worth more than anything a man can ask for.

Baby, please wear my love
So people can smell me on you
The fragrance of love.

♡♡♡♡

For Mandisa♡♡♡♡

I want to know you
Like my left hand from my right
I want to love you my precious girl
With all of my might

I want to see your beauty
Every day that I live
And for this to come true
Everything I own I’d give

I want to hold you dear g
And never let you go
I need you to love me
When I’m at my all-time low

I want you to stay near
And never leave my sight
I want to love you my precious girl
With all of my might

I want to kiss you forever
And only stop for air
I want to be with you forever
Because we can be the perfect pair

I want you to know my dear
That you are my life
And maybe one sweet day
You just might be my wife

I want to be next to you
As we settle down for the night
I want to love you precious girl
With all of my might

I want to be your comfort
In your times of pain
I want to be your man
In the sunshine and the rain

I want your love
Because it’s all I need and more

Dear girl your love is enough
To make my heart soar
Mandisa
Let me be your shining knight
I want to love you
With all of my might

I won't portray myself as Mr perfect because trust me, I am human
When I first laid my eyes on you, heaven can testify
You swept me off my feet
I may probably sound like a love struck fool
But I'm in love with you
Every time I envision that tattoo on your legs
I get chills down my spine
To be honest
I love you
And I'm hoping I can get your love
To soar above

Let's Get Lost (Excerpt)

After serial requests for an Excerpt taken from my upcoming Erotica , Romance book I decided to share something .

After reading it do look into my books on Amazon , Goodreads , like my page .
Enjoy !!

"We arrived and the house was dark, and she held my hand as I deftly guided her through the chaos.

The light burnt slightly as the darkness gave way revealing the bedroom and most importantly the bed. I reached out, my palms flat on the wall to each side of her, trapping her. I looked deeply, passionately into her eyes. The lust, the passion, easily seen in mine as I kiss her.
We kissed so passionately as my tongue parted her lips exploring her mouth and tongue.

Tasting her and I could tell she  wanted more, so much more.

My hands slid down her back coming to rest on her firm buttocks, lifting her. Instinctively her legs wrapped around me. She gasped as she felt my warm breath on her neck for the while our lips weren't together.
I carried her with ease to the bed. She held on tight kissing me as we moved closer to it. Time was something of the stone as I then laid her down slowly and softly onto the mattress with Bobby Brown's music on the background.

Climbed on top of her as I clung to her with my hands on her hair, our breathing got more heavier as passion began to take control of our bodies.
Her arches turned into reservoirs for my touch as my hand clumsily found its way under her shirt and  bra. My rough fingers began to soften and caressed the soft skin of her breast.

Her hands, like talons, clawed at my back. We were deep, lost in something we found and with reckless abandon, we both removed our clothes,Revealing ourselves to each other before closing in again. Our embrace tight. Our skin touching.

Her nipples were lakes for my bottom lips as I nibbled away the hesitations, coordinating and scaling the topography and contours of her body, to me she was more than art, she was Geography. We opposed altitude, because the higher we went, the more hotter we became.

Breaking our embrace once more briefly, ever so briefly. To discard the remainder of our garments.

On top of her again, I kissed her with passion. I pulled back to look into her eyes. The lust in my eyes blazed as my hand began to explore,to find her ocean, teasing it.
Her mouth opened slightly as she gasped and bit my lower lip. She let out a moan as she felt the stiffness, the throbbing as my member entered her, inch by inch. She then bit her lip and closed her eyes while wrapping her legs around me and her head tilted back as she pulled me into her, further, deeper."

-Let's Get Lost By Bandile M Matsenjwa
©2016

Do vote for me for the PeoplesBook Prize Award s 2016... Setting Dawn Of Love

Let's Get Lost (Excerpt)

After serial requests for an Excerpt taken from my upcoming Erotica , Romance book I decided to share something .

After reading it do look into my books on Amazon , Goodreads , like my page .
Enjoy !!

"We arrived and the house was dark, and she held my hand as I deftly guided her through the chaos.

The light burnt slightly as the darkness gave way revealing the bedroom and most importantly the bed. I reached out, my palms flat on the wall to each side of her, trapping her. I looked deeply, passionately into her eyes. The lust, the passion, easily seen in mine as I kiss her.
We kissed so passionately as my tongue parted her lips exploring her mouth and tongue.

Tasting her and I could tell she  wanted more, so much more.
My hands slid down her back coming to rest on her firm buttocks, lifting her. Instinctively her legs wrapped around me. She gasped as she felt my warm breath on her neck for the while our lips weren't together.
I carried her with ease to the bed. She held on tight kissing me as we moved closer to it. Time was something of the stone as I then laid her down slowly and softly onto the mattress with Bobby Brown's music on the background.

Climbed on top of her as I clung to her with my hands on her hair, our breathing got more heavier as passion began to take control of our bodies.
Her arches turned into reservoirs for my touch as my hand clumsily found its way under her shirt and  bra. My rough fingers began to soften and caressed the soft skin of her breast.
Her hands, like talons, clawed at my back. We were deep, lost in something we found and with reckless abandon, we both removed our clothes,Revealing ourselves to each other before closing in again. Our embrace tight. Our skin touching.

Her nipples were lakes for my bottom lips as I nibbled away the hesitations, coordinating and scaling the topography and contours of her body, to me she was more than art, she was Geography. We opposed altitude, because the higher we went, the more hotter we became.

Breaking our embrace once more briefly, ever so briefly. To discard the remainder of our garments.
On top of her again, I kissed her with passion. I pulled back to look into her eyes. The lust in my eyes blazed as my hand began to explore,to find her ocean, teasing it.
Her mouth opened slightly as she gasped and bit my lower lip. She let out a moan as she felt the stiffness, the throbbing as my member entered her, inch by inch. She then bit her lip and closed her eyes while wrapping her legs around me and her head tilted back as she pulled me into her, further, deeper."

-Let's Get Lost By Bandile M Matsenjwa
©2016

Do vote for me for the PeoplesBook Prize Award s 2016... Setting Dawn Of Love

Don't You Think At 20+ I Should Settle Down

Everyone tries to tell me all about how great
the hookup life is. They tell me about how
awesome it is to just visit someone’s bed, have
sex, and leave before you have to remember
their name or the sound of their voice. They
tell me it is all the rage, and that everyone is
doing it. But I dunno, I don’t quite buy it.
That’s not to say that I judge other people for
their choices, or what makes them happy. But
I just don’t think hookups are my cup of tea
anymore — if they ever were.

I want someone to not just sleep with, but to
spend the night with, and wake up with. I want
someone who will eat breakfast with me,
before rushing off to school or work. I want
someone who will be waiting at home for me,
or waiting for my text, to talk about our day.
Am I the only guy who is
looking for this?

I don’t think there is anything specifically
“masculine” or “manly” about wanting to
attract the maximum amount of sex for the
minimum amount of effort. I don’t get that. I
don’t get guys who keep tabs on how many
girls they have slept with, or challenge each
other to sleep with girls of certain ethnicities,
backgrounds, or sororities. And while I’ve had
a one night stand here and there, it’s just not
enough.

Sex isn’t enough. Physical pleasure, temporary
sensations are not a replacement for genuine
emotions. And while maybe there is quite a bit
of momentary pleasure in an orgasm, my
suspicion is that it doesn’t match the pleasure
held within a lifetime of hugs from someone
you care about “around the clock.”
Relationships are riskier, I’ll admit. You are
putting more on the line. More time, more
money, and more feelings. And some of those
feelings could be bad ones, because unlike in the
movies, relationships don’t always work out.
But I think I am ready for
them. I want the feels, give
them all to me.

I want the commitment, I want the risk, I
want the emotions, I want the real thing. I
want to go on adventures that take us far
beyond our respective bedrooms. I want to
travel to places that we have only imagined. I
want to celebrate birthdays, anniversaries,
and holidays. I want to go shopping together,
and just enjoy life’s mundane things with a
partner who wants to enjoy them with me too.

I want to watch my partner
grow into their career,
their aspirations, and our
life.

And I’m not pretending like the next person I
go on a date with will be the person I stay
with forever. I know that finding someone takes
a lot of time and effort, but I also know that I
want to start now. I want to get to know
someone, to go on dates, to take risks, and to
work to find something that’s real.
I want to share something with someone that
last more than a few seconds. And I know that
that journey isn’t easy, but I am ready — even
when I feel like the only one.

If there's any you know who wishes the same,please give them my number lol

Its time one focuses on dreams,passions and motivations not some peer pressured perceptions, shagging and ducking, no!! Its time I find someone who will help me see an HD version of my reveries.

#Cold_Addiction

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Don't You Think At 20+ I Should Settle Down

Everyone tries to tell me all about how great
the hookup life is. They tell me about how
awesome it is to just visit someone’s bed, have
sex, and leave before you have to remember
their name or the sound of their voice. They
tell me it is all the rage, and that everyone is
doing it. But I dunno, I don’t quite buy it.
That’s not to say that I judge other people for
their choices, or what makes them happy. But
I just don’t think hookups are my cup of tea
anymore — if they ever were.

I want someone to not just sleep with, but to
spend the night with, and wake up with. I want
someone who will eat breakfast with me,
before rushing off to school or work. I want
someone who will be waiting at home for me,
or waiting for my text, to talk about our day.
Am I the only guy who is
looking for this?

I don’t think there is anything specifically
“masculine” or “manly” about wanting to
attract the maximum amount of sex for the
minimum amount of effort. I don’t get that. I
don’t get guys who keep tabs on how many
girls they have slept with, or challenge each
other to sleep with girls of certain ethnicities,
backgrounds, or sororities. And while I’ve had
a one night stand here and there, it’s just not
enough.

Sex isn’t enough. Physical pleasure, temporary
sensations are not a replacement for genuine
emotions. And while maybe there is quite a bit
of momentary pleasure in an orgasm, my
suspicion is that it doesn’t match the pleasure
held within a lifetime of hugs from someone
you care about “around the clock.”
Relationships are riskier, I’ll admit. You are
putting more on the line. More time, more
money, and more feelings. And some of those
feelings could be bad ones, because unlike in the
movies, relationships don’t always work out.
But I think I am ready for
them. I want the feels, give
them all to me.

I want the commitment, I want the risk, I
want the emotions, I want the real thing. I
want to go on adventures that take us far
beyond our respective bedrooms. I want to
travel to places that we have only imagined. I
want to celebrate birthdays, anniversaries,
and holidays. I want to go shopping together,
and just enjoy life’s mundane things with a
partner who wants to enjoy them with me too.

I want to watch my partner
grow into their career,
their aspirations, and our
life.

And I’m not pretending like the next person I
go on a date with will be the person I stay
with forever. I know that finding someone takes
a lot of time and effort, but I also know that I
want to start now. I want to get to know
someone, to go on dates, to take risks, and to
work to find something that’s real.
I want to share something with someone that
last more than a few seconds. And I know that
that journey isn’t easy, but I am ready — even
when I feel like the only one.

If there's any you know who wishes the same,please give them my number lol

Its time one focuses on dreams,passions and motivations not some peer pressured perceptions, shagging and ducking, no!! Its time I find someone who will help me see an HD version of my reveries.

#Cold_Addiction

Like me