There’s a thousand you’s and only one of me. I’m what the crowd views, but you’re the one I see I could arouse you but won’t sweep you off your feet You see I’ve been with too many to settle down To picture you in a wedding gown Perfect picture posture Kodak moments fit ya proper Selfies … Continue reading Play On Playa
You can have my broken heart as a souvenir Its in need of a few repairs. And the motor needs to be replaced. A couple scars and battle wounds can be erased. Are you willing to put the work in? You can say yes, but I won’t know for certain Pain built up after a … Continue reading Souvenir (Love Is A Battlefield)
The pain is adding up. We've seemed to focus on being divisory. Eventually emotions become derisory, the love replaced with misery. Where do we go from here?
You were never jaded Never worn down Or torn after all these years Artwork standing intact Workmanship like you is slowly fading extinct Ever since sixteen candles decorated your cake You've reminded me of the Sistine Chapel You were pristine battles where bullets of sweat and paint landed exactly where they were meant to. Finding … Continue reading Pristine
Taste is relative. Life gives a perfect balance of lemons and sugar, you have to create your own juice. A man between life and death, when given more than enough rope to survive will make his own noose Choices can take your last breath.
I knew women were strong when I read God had split an atom with Eve I heard the story differently I was taught of an adamant Eve Who not only had a degree Or three But who taught me to speak So forgive me if every word I utter is praise towards the black women. … Continue reading Adam and Eve
To love and have lost is better than to have never have loved at all. But if I never tasted chocolate I wouldn't know what I was missing. If I never had sex I would still be satisfied with kissing If I never took a breath I wouldn't care to go fishing. And if I … Continue reading If I Never Met You
"It doesn't matter any longer And I'm speaking for myself For Jimmy Baldwin And I think I'm speaking for a great many other negroes too It doesn't matter any longer what you do to me. You can put me in jail. You can kill me. By the time I was 17, you'd done everything that you … Continue reading Save Yourselves First
Each time, i feel we grow & come back to what we know. More than just the highs and lows.. Don't get caught up in the moment, moments always fade. I'm not trying to go forward to look back like "damn, I should have stayed." I could keep pictures to relive the memories but I'd … Continue reading Stuck
I want that old thing back Like a soul train lap, Let me go one more time. Feels like it was summer time Nice day, perfect temperature What a tempting adventure. We travel down memory lane Unravel the tendency of pain. You make me the happiest yet, I'm still not the happiest yet. But it's … Continue reading Been That Way [Poem]