gone.....

 "walked a mile towards my future..........2999 miles to go. time to make a grand exit....again! lol. coming home soon baby."    Facebook/twitter Status, Eugene woody.

I'm going to be where she is. We are where SHE is, so I've got to pack up and relocate to relive. mentally I've checked out, physically i'm still here. No way in hell i'm stuck here. Not here, not anywhere. I'm built to travel the world, with my girl, so muthafu*k here. I've seen it here. I'm not impressed, I think I've really seen it all. I've been to all these places and i've seen some of these faces before. I know this and I know you, I know her and him to. Ya'll still doing the same things. Same people, same life, same place, nothing has changed. I'm almost never the same. I switch it up when need be. I need to be where she is, My Baby! I'm outta here, In the wind. A distant memory. You can alway check for me if need be. My phone number wont change, just the address of where I call home. Look into my eye's and tell me i'm not gone.....


Fu*k my reality. I've been living in my dreams. So it seens I should make my dreams my reality. The validity of this city has escaped me, So I'm gone. I know everybody here, but this no longer feels like my home. I push my grind to the max, and the past to my back. By the time they realize, It will be to late to miss me...NYC=HISTORY......but in my head i'm already gone.

miss her

"Damn I miss her. Like bad, real bad, super o d extra miss her.......smh."   Facebook staus, Eugene Woody.

I miss her! those words are an understatement. I need her, seems to fit better. I can't stand the distance between us. God help me, Shes 3000 miles away. Now I miss, everything about you. God help me, I just want be be where she is. She is a reason to live. The reason I would sacrifice everything I will ever have, everything there is. This is more then miss. This feeling i've been given is more then lustful bliss. I sit and reminice about the supple, sweet taste of your lips. I miss tracing the outline of your body with my finger tips.Our time together was a gift, so rather then sit and reminice, I work on bridging the gap in distance and make "i miss her" past tence.

I miss her. Those words are an understatement. I need her, seems to fit better. I can't stand the distance between us. God help me, Shes 3000 miles away. Away, from everything that i could ever give. She's everything I could want. This is everything that there is. I've been having visions of married life, white fences and kids. But I must first change the area code of where i live.

I miss her. Those words are an understatement. I NEED HER, seems to fit better. I can't stand, the distance between us, So I will bridge that gap so I don't miss you any more.

In anticipation of you

 "I write this in anticipation of you. I write this in anticipation of a beauty that has no rival. I have been waiting for your arrival for what feels like a lifetime. Finally you will be here, here with me. But until your plain lands, I sit, mind racing, body idol. I write this in anticipation of you. 1 more week♥"     Facebook status, Eugene Woody.

I write this in anticipation of you. I sit, Idol. Dreaming of endless possibilities. Awaiting the arrival of a beauty that  has no rival. Mind racing, She evokes thoughts of we. Thoughts of us. I think of us. Together, What would we be? I write this in anticipation of you. The moment we will meet. The words we will first speak. I will say hello, and you will say the same. Such an innocent exchange of words. Our eye's will say what our lips dare not. I anticipate this moment, I anticipate you. For now I wait. Idol, Dreaming of endless possibilities.

I write this in anticipation of you. I will be at your beck and call, In service to my goddess of the word. Whatever you desire you will have. Pick a star in the sky, I will make sure that star you have. I just want to see the city lights dance in your eyes. I will be your guide. This city we will travel, Put your hand in my hand and I will show you the way.

I anticipate forbidden conversations. So full of lust from afar. Our words pull us closer in the night. Face to face, we say what we feel. I feel your heart racing, As you do mine. Let them race. We have talked of this moment from afar. We are here now.  Talk to me until we run out of words. I anticipate us exhausting our verbal possibilities. The sophistication of our dialog reduced to moans.

I have done so much in anticipation of you. Overwhelmed by the endless possibilities. I write this patiently awaiting the arrival of a beauty that has no rival. I write this in anticipation of you.

the purple effect

 "Purple is the hue in which he would view the world. impaired was his vision, He set the world ablaze in his own purple haze. With a sober eye he couldn't see. The Hue of purple impaired his vision, He could finally see what he was missing. I SEE CLEARLY!!!"    Facebook status,  Eugene Woody

Purple was the haze. A different hue His eyes would gather. Such a Vision. A Visual feast his eyes would devour. He envisioned the world  set ablaze. Purple ash rain from sky's, as the city he did travel danced in the purple waves. Shades he did wear to impair his purple vision. The vision he was given was a main stay. The night sky seemed like day. The color spectrum had become vast, Such an amazing forray. A smorgishboard of purple hues left his pupils stimulated. Boots of black leather, Taylor made to fit His feet, Crushed the concrete. His steps Slow, Calculating. From his footsteps Purple Roses Grew, From broken ground his steps had loosened. The heel from his black leather boots, injected translucent Buds thats would germinate from potent purple soil. Plants animated, Such life they did display, As they swayed From the breeze from his purple haze. He would contribute to the sky's when he inhaled life, so raw and translusent, Trapped inside chest. He exhaled Clouds that took their rightful place atop the sky. If you look close you can see millions in a tranqual state, Holding on as the cloud elevates. Some close their eye's and glide from the cloud in the purple skys. With grace they fall from such a high.

Purple was the haze. His eyes still impaired by such a hue. He could see things missed by the sober eyes view. He saw things he'd over looked, He analyzed the world in this hazy view. He saw what he'd been missing, The Beautiful hue of  YOU!!!

The purple effect......to be continued.    ~in anticipation of you~

From camera with love

 Sidney Etienne www.sidneyetienne.com

                            woodmillion@gmail.com   

Let me pull your hair

"Baby I just feel like if your hair was real it would make for better love making. I'm tired of sex with restrictions, DAMN IT, I WANNA PULL HAIR!!!"                Facebook status, Eugene Woody

I've Got a vision that I want you to see. A vision of we. In this vision, I'm in back of you, your in front of me. I'm directing this show, While you look back at me. Baby girl I wish you could see the things that I can see. But I can't enjoy this vision whole heartedly. I can't enjoy it for one reason, YOUR GOTDAMN WEAVE!!! Baby girl it's restricting me. It's restricting we, Our love making is not the same to me. I want to make love to you passionately. But if I even think of pulling on your weave, You are going to stab me. Why are you restricting me? Baby i'm a beast untamed, The Congo jungle pumps right through these vain's. Don't blame me, It's your fault, You drive me insane. REAL TALK, sometimes I even want to scream your name. But look, it's a got damn shame that you have that mane, And you won't allow my hands to touch it. Look if I pull out a track, I will glue it right back. Let me tug on those micro braids. I don't complain when you mess up my waves. i just want to grab you by your hips and bring you closer to me. I'll let my hand travel up your back to where your hair would be. Let my fingers dance in your silk ever so softly. Then press you up against the wall,    Pull your hair, look you in the eyes and whisper on your lips "Do you love me?" Please don't restrict this passion, It just isn't fair. I don't care if it's a weave, LET ME PULL YOUR HAIR.



Don' t judge me......lol

pretty face'ed girl.

"GOD. its me woody. you remember the girl from the sean john store? yeah! please keep her pretty ass far away from me. god please help me lose her number with the smiley face by her name. If you have to hit her with a bus then do what you must. she looks like a BIG problem. DAMN! (sorry god) now i gotta find some place else to shop."   Facebook status, Eugene woody.

Dear god. its me again/eugene woody, i'm your boy!Thank you for my job and keeping me gainfully employed. Thank you for my family, we were at our darkest base. But now we're pulling together, we are how we survive this place.Thank you for the money, you provide for my hustle.your my reason for being, your my soul, my muscle. God, you are my world, But i'm asking you nicely. keep me away from that pretty face'ed girl.

Look I thanked you on the upper part, now lets get to the under. your Killing me with all these girls. God are you trying to pull me under? When I wanted one, there where some. But none of them fit the bill.  Now I don't want um, And they are everywhere, And a lot of their hair is real.  I have prayed to you once before. On one knee. I was humbled.  When I said it, I Said it like a MAN. I didn't Stutter, I didn't mumble.  I asked you to keep me away from women for a while. A lot of bad situations, I wasn't getting very far. Then I was wild and out of space, But you put me in my place. So now i'm cool. I'm not hurt no more. I've cleansed the dirt from my face. I am really on my grind, What i want WILL be mine.  And now you want to get out of line?

God please don't be rude.  Because you know I don't move like an ordinary dude.  The fact I want her is crazy. I'm looking at her like cooked food. She makes me want her, And that doesn't happen to me. Because i've mastered the art of making women come to me. I'm rather shy, so I don't talk to girls. I fear this won't change in me. So I learned the sinister skill of making them come to me. If you can turn my head, Then theirs something my soul spotted. I don't just talk to anything, something about you had me bothered. So to make you come to me, baby girl I have to kind of stalk you.  But not in a creepy way.  It's just that you have my curiosity.  So now I want to know what it is I want so bad.  When we first meet and I like you, I won't say anything to you. I'll even flirt with your friend, and look right through you.  Thats how I got your attention, Now your already mine. Now I live in your dreams And will your heart to mine. Women love to be seduced, and I love seducing women. I can't help it, It's so fun!

But god you have gone to far. You place in front of me a woman That could detour me from the Sun, moon, and stars. I mean you created her, so you know how bad she is. And you know how bad I am. Now she's my obsession. My reason for living. The reason, everything I am neglecting. I'd spend Lifetimes pleasing her, because......Thats just how I am. I would get lost in her world. Then I would lose me. So please keep this pretty face'ed girl away from me.




This is kinda extreme, lmao!