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Mama plz

  

Mama

All that I want
Is to play in the garden 
Of your warmth 
And your love,
Run through the lilies 
Making wishes
Off of the daisies
While Escaping the sun, 
Then once I’m done
And I’ve had me 
My little bit
Of fun,
I can be calm 
In my loneliness
Until my heart & cravings
Can no longer carry 
By the tons.  

Mean Girls

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It’s soul hard
To stay quiet,
Waiting for the moment,
To find others
Just like your own.

I can’t help
But show
My antennas,
Just in case
There’s others
Out there too timid,
Trying to
Phone home.

My urban folk
Call it
“showin’ yo ass”
I believe
You’re not
completely honest,
Unless you can be
A little vulnerable.

Most sheep
Don’t have the luxury
Of catching a wolf,
Showing off its fangs
(Which may be reckless, but)
Romans 11:36
Has me pointing at my throat.

Free Fallin’

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It’s like I
Have no control
Of my feelings
And what i do.

I jump out
With no safety net
Or idea
On what the landing will do.

Some live life
Overly Calculated
Others
With no clue.

I’m doing this
Awkward off beat
Dance
Between the two.

But…..

If you don’t
Take a chance
There’s no telling
What will come through.

Oh Won’t You Be My Neighbor

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I keep
my self busy
To
distract
the holy lonely.
I try my best,
Not to
think of you…

The itch
scratches at me
Like it’s my
one & only.
So like
an old habit,
I reach
for you…

The past visits
with
temptation
baring gifts.
Giving me
the feels,
Like I got
nothing better to do….

I sit and I stare
As I
adore you
At work,
You never
Look back.
Making me worry
what I mean
To you…

I look into
The mirror
Reflecting my
Thoughts
a bit deeper,
And no one
can prove
That they’re not true…

So like
A good
Neighbor
Who stitches
Dreams
& concepts together,
i can’t picture
Any sweater
That’ll fit me
Much better
Than you….

Butterfly feelings

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What frightens me

Is that

I feel a danger looming

And it’s music to my ears.

I’ve been

in search of love

But it looks like

I’ve been really chasing tears..

Something

To give emotion

Since I’m not too sure

If I can still feel…

I’m looking

For my killer

Bare ass,

Hoping it draws near….

The Couple With Two Left Feet

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How I long to know,

Where these things

Have brought you from. ..

its simply

to understand

And

i swear,

It’s not

to judge…

The reasons why you’re here

acting so nonchalant

And why you speak

In such nimble tongues…

Leaves me curious

As to how it

lullabies

My def heart.

And turns my brain

Into

such mush…

I’m a man of strength

Who loves

to exercise

Control…

Then we engage,

And it seems like

I have little

to neither of both…

I wonder to my self,

Am I ever suppose to

Love like this?

I see no good thing,

In ever being so weak…

Then I realize

You could be a judge

Meant to cut me off

Because I stood too tall

spoke too bold

Oh so very proud

When on the tippy toes

of my feet…

Have the hearts

That I’ve broken

Form together Reincarnated,

Forcing me to taste

Such bitter defeat…?

If that’s the case

Slay me now

Or tell me when will I

Be able to love

And have an other

Feel iT for me

mutually!!!!

Or am I

To wonder around

In circles

Until my ways

Are chiseled

Straight

In purity?…

There isn’t

Any rest for the wicked,

And I suppose

That’s why we’re both

Still dancing….

Lucy-Purrs In a New Dress

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Like a vamp
Outta hell,

She came out
From
Reality.

An angel
Who fell,

And
on the way
down
clipped both of her wings.

From
the obstacles
That,

Are
strategically
Placed
Around
In my dreams.

Soul
In awe,

I press against wild spirits
As I breathe.

Allowing
The
Imagery,

of hollowed out
twisted things.

To define
What iT is,

That we find
in front
Of we.

It’s not about
What you think,

It’s about
What you see.

To each their own
Definition,

And by that
The speed
That They read.

No body
wants
What they’re given,

Especially
When they’re
Given
Everything.

And that’s a
Problem,

When you’re the one
who’s too extra
With a
“league all your own”
Sort of
Understanding.

Forgetting
All that
Gets lost
In translation,

When articulating
A
Feeling.

I’ve had to create
Alternate universes,
And my own Mythologies.

Since standard
common senses,

Never seemed
As appealing.

I push
Away
With the truth,

Since most
scare easily
By life’s
ironic reelings.

instantaneous
Was our dance,

Continuous
Was the passion
Over hidden apologies.

So
I’m assuming
We both got
What was
Needed,

Me
With a burning image,

You?
I’m still
out and about
figuring.

For as smitten
As it seemed
Like you were,

I’m left
At the arc
Of assumptions
Casually Hanging.

An unhealthy dose
Of reality,

That I’m thankful for
Because
It’s
Inspiring.