Monthly Archives: April 2010

I Would…

I’d die for you. Do life twice times to prove how much I adore you!

I’d fall for you. On my knees I’d pray so long my knees would turn  black and blue.

I’d stare into God’s eyes until the reflection was you.

I’d paint my eyelids with your palate of life so I could never sleep on the hues God used.

I’d breathe my last breath for you. Hallucinate to the sight of light at the end the tunnel that is you.

I’d rewind my prayers twice just to embrace the beauty that resides in you.

I’d lay to rest in your daydreams just to escape my night’s view.

I’d even come back from death to learn how to treat you right too!

Truth is I’d rather live without air than die without you!

I’d suffocate in my thoughts  just to take a picture of us.

A picture of your hearts view. A portrait of me and you!


She Saved “We”

She reached.

Touched me.

Met her.

Meet dreams.

Miss serene.

Arranged scenes.

Act One. Boy,she, caught me!

House slave.

Freed me.

Selfish me.

Lost me, gained dreams.

I whispered…

Love me.

Save we!

Love lasts.

Realities dreams.

Im awake.

She has, awaken me!

Divine heart! Virtuous being! Love you, forever Queen!

Thoughts Birth

Love’s bliss.

Thrilled me.

Your heart.

Marvelous, serene.

Kissed me. Earth moved.

Eloquence, yes. An Epiphany!

Bells rang.

Mind’s siren, you screamed.

9 months.

Baby, cried.

We screamed.

God’s Love.

Our dreams!

Adam and Eve

We broke so many times we became the image of broken lies. We put them together to piece together their truth that was found in the truth.

We scoured the earth, the different terrains of our beautiful minds.

We lay on the ground. Blinded listening to the lustful lies of an uninhibited wish. Trying to piece together the peace we had in an untainted mind. We rewound the hands of time to see the facade of emotions when they didn’t blind.

We awoke to be fooled by good looks and how things would sparkle when light hit our mentality. The harsh reality is we are doomed when we entertain beautiful lies.

If you are asleep on Him did you lie in bed of another truth only to have a nightmare of their authentic lies?

Wake up!

Open your eyes!

Enjoy the son’s shine!

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Tired of Time

I took the hands on the clock and choked the ticktock out of fear and led Love on the trip of a timeless era. Not yesterday or tomorrow a sincere view of a genuine time!

I got hurt when I ran past Love,  it had just reached its prime.

I made Love to emotions, and lied in a bed of lust and ego. My selfish games, I never got to move, I lied so much my thoughts were always on the clock. With the batteries I never moved, Im ticked off I wasted the truth’s time!

Hope Floats

How do you spell lie?

Is it spelled with one eye open? Or two eyes blind?

Led into an abyss of darkness where there was no air supply.  Where can I find the breath of life?

I left my eyes shut because in Love you said you would give sight to the blind!

The life was taken right out of the love when the tears of fear took my Love afloat and I could only visualize your lies.

You probably think I wasted my air supply?

Please I held my breath to get away from the stench of their truth. I knew I should listen to God, he always has my mind right, and never get left in a sea full of lies!

Heart’s Landlord (Eviction, you Notice?)

I moved in and out love and never paid rent on time. Continue reading


Sin came, seperated me.

God’s son.

He died, for me.

Released me.

Sin leaves.

Buries “me”

I pray.

Corrections supreme!

Daily progress.

No longer, depend on, old me!

Backslide forward?

Not me!

Problems arise?

God’s hands,

Console me!

Lovely Standards (Definition of Sexy)

They say I see you as the object of erection!

The one that makes me stand at attention when you come towards my direction. I see your beautiful hair. I stare into the imagination of the way you did your hair.I flow to the waves you send my direction as my heart’s hand stood at attention and shook (hello)

You took your time to look flawless!

You knew I would stare. Off into space. The silence of that place took the pace of my stance and hung me out to dry. You think I see what you are wearing? (NO!) I am not worried about that! I’m staring into the fascination of your attention to detail that reached into the domain of my Internet of thoughts society tried to create for me.

My momma and them told me what a sexy woman should be. After I met your body I saw the reality of the inner you that resonated and reached me. I didn’t need to see how long it took you to play that song that society made you listen to that was dead wrong. Girl you were sexy before I met God and he paved the way to you!

You already knew,  but everyone around you tried to sing you another song, and you listened too. But check it, whatever curves you have are the ones I listen to. The floetry of your hair, the way you speak to me that curls my thoughts in my Adidas shell toes can only be done in the mind space I allow you to travel.

I don’t care about how the media sees you.  I need you to spiritually reach me in the obesity of the God you see in your heart that you see in me, boo!

I don’t care what they say, your sexy because you are safe and secure in knowing that you can complete me, and that I am a complement to your sexy!  Turn me out with the turnstile of emotions, the thoughts of speaking my mind even though I get images of naked woman, and talk of if she is a dime, or is she fine?

Woman you are the epitome of the soft-spoken, you play the back so I can reach you after sifting through all the lies and commotion. Woman I am telling you image isn’t everything! What I see in you is your sexy is you being beautiful. Knowing that you feel beautiful (sexy) when you are without me, knowing that your sexiness is internal and you never doubt what the inner you can see.

Hopeless Romantic

With the scene dimmed low and the rain dancing against the window’s pane, I bask in the glow against my body that fills me with serene feelings of everlasting bliss, I finally can reach out to call your name… Love!

A kiss of the sublime!

As we lay we play the role’s of Love’s emotions. A concoction of exotic expression over the melodies and harmonies of breathes of effervescence. We taste the air of Love we have never seen. Pause.

The flavor of our imagination provides the information that graces the creation that God blessed on Earth that resonates in our relation (ship)!

We flow like rivers and lakes, streams and oceans. The vastness of how our love will forever flow in the speed of passion or  the grace slow motion. Our lives travel from the current to the wake of emotions that leave us blind to the facts of life.

Your earth toned skin, your supply body that rides the river of this moment will cause us to flow throughout life, only to be gone with the wind. I feel your moist skin as we tread through the rough waters to reach the tranquil deepness and drown in our own wet dream!

We create a new flavor of Love.

The stars of life boundless. troke’s of love. A water color painting to be revered. The chaos in an artistic interpretation that graces the canvas of heavenly hopes. We are joined together to create the most ultimate…