I close the doors on yesterday Slept soundly through the past Expiration has settled in My frowns and made of new laughs This deal was closed the minute it went into foreclosure If this is how memory lost feels then my gain of lost is my open files of closure No more adjustments broken down foundations trying to fix rates no movers outside to pick up my three crates containing: Emotions, love and expectation Trust, I'm burying these crates, in a remote location Back to I don't cares Been theres, don't won't that Selfish old me they say Let me show you how selfish really acts Nonchalant greetings Indirect hello's hand shakes with no hugs greets looking at my new friendless foe's I'm on a mission traveling on a one way ticket took out my rear view mirrors so I don't have to look back only enough gas in my full tank one trip, without coming back I been there, I done that My love came with a steering wheel and as a license driver you still couldn't handle So wish me farewell no luck on new beginnings My newness already started the day my ending started with me LEAVING
I'm force to make choices between Love and Passion Love and Passion, Love..... My left hand connected to my love line I give love just as much time as I give passion......My right hand love The attention without seeking it "I love you's" without speaking it Passion sometimes requires all my energy my work force by her force sometimes I disappear with love's force just to wake up out dreams screaming "PASSION" Love is my outer force towards the inter-course I have for passion Passion appears to be over confident and overstanding with the situation bringing understanding for the love I have for LOVE Love won't compromise sharing passion doesn't quite communicate like passion but love always has words to exchange when she is jealous and pained by passions visibility. Confrontations are based on LOVES insecurities she threatens to leave me with ultimatums of confronting she(PASSION) Passion is just experienced to passing words like Love words when Loves words are hate words- towards me and she Love and passion But I can't divide this circle We are a packaged deal I love you both not one more than the other, this is real again we come to this crossroads Please.....don't make me choose cause my last one being my ex one will make you the next one to lose.....against Passion(My poetry) Love or Passion
Caught in the the blind of silk designs defined by limbs perfectly built How they stretch nylons against colored skins I'm amazed like a child seeing colors My thoughts are racing my stimulation for applause in 6pm standings I'm trapped perfectly in between stitching Through my staring eyes I wonder if its worn: thigh highs knee high up to the waste or body suit in lace A daydream to every passing With all walks in heels are connected- to a naked torso I get chills on perversion visions- of those dressed up legs- rubbing against my face like cats purring against your legs Waiting patiently to be the next catch Caught up in those legs locks and- silk persuasion of your FISHNETS.
I approached you with intentions you were not a target or my piper hit longevity was the idea not applying for a job that I would hit and quit Wasn't looking to tax you I was hoping to build love with interest Why should I keep on renting rides when I can parade on ownership So let's be like Gilligan and Skipper and convince ourselves of a 3 hour tour that will last 15 years on our SS Love for life ship whats the point of working hard for a girlfriend when I want to slave myself to make you my life Place full coverage on this insurance plan bumper to bumper life term I want the marriage with the 401K plan to death do us part with plots for his and hers So let me reintroduce myself as Mr Last stop because the vacancy for your love is now full no more openings for a job to your heart.
Me and my poetry are turning another leaf we decided to write and perform in vegan cause we are tired of all the beef I'm going to play the seeing eye dog some of our leaders forgot how to lead I got the blue cross and with red shields PEN I cillin for pens that can't bleed ink I switch religion on beliefs I'm raising hands not bars- dem bars are for drunks and thiefs I reach stars like Mars when he jumped with 23's on his feet I'm a cat-lick in practices My ORAL-gin is verbal messages-- 1 man Justice hero without the Justice league See I'm tired of the pep rally's I need more involvement in protest to be seen like pimples on foreheads crossing you in zigzags like Zips shoes leaving Z treads But I see heads putting me back of the their list like good guys come last LeRoy, you're not quite the dragon so Bruce, you're going last weaving together lines like hairlines baring head dress on baldness see all your darkness before light like convalescent eyes during egress I don't beez fresh I beez beefless I've been heard and seen less like A cups in pushups lying about Being B breast I know this a test they call it helping me to beez the best Hurting aint healing making faces like I'm careless walking in my shoes like I'm payless my recipes is much needed rest in peace I unleashed for peace before I let go my rest in piece.................
Warm sways and embraces skies cry and fall upon our kisses light winds play our song we move slow we move warm we move wet to a dance Flickering flashes across the skies moaning to a different jam we sway and we embrace with drenched clothes outlining our excitements dueling tongues tangle with open my mouths sipping down pours dry grinding against wet clothing passionate we became the instant we kiss and swayed and embraced that's when the clouds huddled and then it began to rain and then it began to rain and it rain, and rain...until Sun appears as soon as we opened our eyes drying off to lips released but we swayed and embrace reenacting, natures RAIN DANCE.......
You.... You light up my eyes You keep me warm when my eyes are......
on you staring hard not to blink not wanting to miss our eyes in sync Tender kisses in pink Cherry flavors are life savors mouth watering.....salivating tongues dancing to a sin-from-me Wide eyes shut anticipation was worth the wait that final call, the last call on how we end our date Lean in like metals to magnets as we meet half way hot mist from anxious breathing with mints surrounding our space
You... you light up my eyes you keep me warm when your eyes............ are on mine When we kiss.
Time will heal open wounds. I place a band aid on ours, with kisses and hugs so the pain would go away Some wounds are scratched others, deeply inflicted never were they intentional but blame become our exchange still.. I wish they never happened Much bloodshed from spilled tears Happiness always came back like forehead kisses from mom a smile would appear like lights to a deers eyes blinding so we couldn't see past hearts that bonded while we danced to uncoordinated heart beats from chest compressions expectations were tattooed "In love we trust" but lasted only as long a job probation disclaimer: I'm at fault, I'm my flaws
My pen should have been first aid my words should have peroxided any cuts and bruises my apologies should have comfort my sorry acts but resolution came in silent therapy sessions cutting eyes with knives that started these lacerations perfect attendance was becoming inconsistent with "Disappearing Acts" becoming are story line I'm glad actions moments are caught on stand stilled photo frames
Time will heal open wounds maybe not now or later but I won't give up rehabbing and caring for this wound until this wound is called, "FLATLINE"
