Sunday, November 29, 2009

>:: you're my.... ::<


"love you"

we end the day with it
start our night within it
travel past data frame rates
dig old records out of crates

breathe you and have become higher than meth rushes
your touches...enable me to take colon clingers to the right place...flush it
i can't fathom a love like ours dissipating...and of course they hate it
you would too if you were us that hadn't made it

compatible beyond reality's reason...
perfect for cold weather seasons
like down goose jackets, circa early nineties
with you i see a real future without chaos and fighting

i know i've typed of digging in your walls
of licking sugar from your non existent under alls(*wink*)
of scratching backs and causing contusions
but my greatest write is giving you, me...with no illusions.

i love you.

as you all were.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

>:: take it ::<


"inside"

i curve lines to form a straight path
dangling between the cusp of reality and fantasy
we are the epitome of love realized
but never more than when inside

i carve a place in your heart and your walls
simultaneously bringing you down to earth
while i feast on the likeness that is you
my queen, i bow respectively in the presence of your essence

let me lick lasciviously
taste an article of confession
bless you with my spiritual
dem no wanna see we...cause we are fire

but i can weave similes into metaphors
personify the preposition of your adverbs
dance against gspot and watch tubs drain
all while breathing heavy and....saying your name.


as you all were.

Thursday, November 05, 2009

>:: crown royal redux ::<


"inspiHer"

flow like water in rivers and oceans...
bound like the paper back scriptures of intellects past and present...
we are soothing....cool lemonade on a warm sunday...
it is the effervescence that leads to the burst of energy.....you and I...

how did we get here? doesn't matter...for our songs are being sung
but no statues will be erected in our honor
for there is an observer of life who quietly keeps our fortitude a secret
begging attention from those unworthy to receive our graces

we are queens....you are...my queen....and i bow for respect
though you may tell me to rise....respect, queen
bathe your feet in shea butter lotions and jasmine scented fragrances...
i inhale the scent of a goddess reborn....rebirth....re...turned

i'm grateful for the chance to cross paths
and leave our cross...sectional but together we form one...
so my pledge is excellence....honesty....the ability to be forthright
and never have to see a reflection other than my own in your eyes....

as you all were.