When I think of you I think of the Egyptian pyramids and the God that guards the representation of power and strength, you’re solid and firm like they stand priceless without cost, quiet like the arriving clouds that come and go, a storm brewed perfectly. You’re stature stuck and I’m struck like lighting driven by your demeanor. Tasteful less than more of just right, the sunrise in your eyes, smiles unbroken—mystic…Now I’m addicted
I imagine your hands glued to my sides embracing every hurt, pain,struggle and journey, bearing all that I have brought to this table—
as appreciation rides you rise and our eyes connect with content to contend for each other, then our souls battled with chemistry, tossing to natures song we dance to the rhythm of the moment…and only God could have rehearsed the meeting.
This piece makes me think about how in life we feel that we are not good enough or that we don’t deserve the life that is better. But our mistakes are apart of our nature but we can change that if we can be transparent.
You are no better than the next man, you are comfortable with robing her of her worth and the love that She can offer and raping her of her time knowingly wasting it all for the selfless needs of yourself.
Does it ever occur to you that ‘the man’ does that to you on a daily basis??
but for you to do it to your own queens is pathetic, when will you start giving the respect that is deserved.
She is a queen and woman of worth and She shouldn’t let you continue to make withdrawals from her. She deserves more than the lies and the blatant disrespect you portray.
She is A strong building that stands firm and demands to be treated with individual respect, a light that shines so deeply a flower fully bloomed and will not be dehumanized by someone who can’t see it….she deserves the truth and moral treatment.
Poem:I’m hooked like a dope addict and I can’t seem to find my fix,
I’m going through withdrawals, pause.
My minds racing faster than my heart can beat
So I fall, but you keep me on my feet.
I’m prancing like a ballerina, anxious to move, ready to float.
Every word that I could say to you is stuck in my throat and all I can do is choke, speechless to provoke, I’m silent not content.
Spent like a casino out of cash, an impossible fantasy, but real to me. You see you’ve basically done nothing.
Hopeful wishin, aligning all the pieces and shit never makes sense. I don’t regret the moment like having good debt, the cause is infinite, and like a high in Peru how do I get over you, I don’t want to lose to start, show me what I know is truth, teach me how to win, this I choose, time and patience
I’ll adjust like a train station, just good ol waitin, and no matter what you can’t do it’s real what I’m sayin to you….