Randomness..

Looking..
Liking loving for the feeling...
Feeling like this could be what the right Love might look like..
Gotta stigmatism in my Left, so excuse me if I squint...
What we figured not to be, became an actuality..
surprising me and wrapping me in ur web.....
full brown eyes and matching skin..
lets not forget how
white you turn
when the lights get turned
off--from the moon....
excited as a Groom's "I Do"
and more anxious than the two's honeymoon...
turned on by her lips, sweetier than honeydew..
and the way she rocks her hips, in ways only honey do...
standing before lying, whispering vows our hearts know before she's riding...
tonight 'turns and change words to phrases....until both screams vowels..."Oh"
I reach for the wheel while she gives my Big Boi The Love Below..
all the while she grips the sheets like tires on streets as I please her Speakerboxxx......
only to crash out of control....
...too bad our stations are on different frequencies...
although i think of her frequently...
for reasons beyond freaking me, and I, she...
ignorance can't be bliss if knowing is half the battle....
i raise my white flag....

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Sunday's Breeze (a lil'something to start the day)

So recently I've been listening to the 88Keys album Death of Adam (Great cinema/story-teller album btw) and I've really been stuck on this song "Dirty Peaches" featuring J'Davey. The song has a great sway but the enjoyable part about the song is the very real message behind the lyrics. Kinda got me thinking...and Creativity births creativity.....so i'll cut the stalling...

Damn....

...........damn........

I fell asleep next to nothing, but awoke to a Breeze's touch...

...nothing because although no one was there, your presence was felt....

Residue of pillowed tears to pacified sexual desires litter here....where-ever that is...

......shhhhhh........the sound of the room's breathing...

Exhaling through an open window....rushed....like the breaths that pushed past your full lips...

..........heavy--it reminds me of how my heart tries to catch up with my senses...

merely feeble attempts though...

Caught amongst crashing currents of misunderstandings...

Miscues...our mistakes....

........I think I even miss those.....

They were replaced by us listening to each

others needs...

Your need to teach has been substituted by a thorough lesson plan...

....minus words....passion heightened by the number of beauty marks I find all over your body...

Equates to catastrophic bliss.....

I search for notes along your neck and collar bone...along with the notes on my hands.....

Yes.....I know what to do with it....

Now, you.....your legs....body...recognizes my approach...

After prior preparation with a little Teacher's Aid technique, I've learned you're a sweet pupil too...

You raise your hands only to reach for me--no questions til the end of today's lesson...

Our frustrations turn to our motivation...I know how to get to the bottom of this...

....bells ringing down the halls, taking us to climax...

Don't worry, I'll be sure not to move until you stop sounding...

......But just like the breeze, I know you won't be around for long...

But these sultry NOLA springs sometimes lead to sweltering summers...

...............And when things get hot, you know just how to cross my path....

-sighs- Now to start the day....!@?

5:05am...fried..

My apologies...I've been making moves...learning lessons...a mini-short!

I sang a little tune in the latter portion of the afternoon...After cultivating my thoughts, pruning my day...shaping an ever-changing statue called "Today"...while working my third-eye gave me an idea about "The Future" but "Today" constantly calls my attention..The trouble with this is I'm always concerned with "The Future" but the Foreman pulls me aside from time to time and reminds me if you focus on "Today" (because it will always be your greatest creation) "The Future" will leave a lasting and infamous legacy...

Excuse my delirium....more material coming sooner than later...

5:37am

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