My Poetry

Body, Mind, and Soul

We equate sexuality with compatibility.

Well I'm a freak, he's a freak, let's make it work baby.

Men think with their head to get brain instead of their mind to obtain a woman with a brain.

If he can make your bed rock but can't be your rock under you then how do you expect to stand firm?

Why do you wanna ride him if he doesn't drive you?

Does he like more to kiss into your lips to quiver your body or kiss your lips to churn your soul.

YES, we are sexual beings, but sex is an enhancement of what is already there not a creator of what is not.

Women, you are beautiful.

God gave you feet to lead, hands to heal, a heart to love, a womb to give life.

MEN, look into her eyes to move her innermost, not her chest in deception to manipulate that youre looking at her heart. 

WOMEN, we as well are masterminds.

We use our lashes as puppet strings to pull him in knowing you have no future intention with him. 

You show him your body and make him swerve on your curves only to make him crash.

Hopes? Dreams? 

We hope to consummate our bodies instead of to educate and stimulate, with dreams that contain moisture instead of aspiring with full fervor.

Each and everyone of us are jewels; pieces of refined gold.

But jewels and metals are not laying on the earth, you have to dig deep. 

Don't give yourself away so easily. 

Let the gem in you be discovered.

We are not just bodies, but body, mind, and soul. Use all three.


(Written on a Sunday) 

I Want a Man

I want a man I can fall asleep in his arms and know that everything will be okay. 

I want a man that when I'm with him I forget the world exists.

I want a man that can see the world through my eyes and I through his.

I want a man to love with every fiber of my being and I hold absolutely nothing back. 

I want a man I can connect with so much we could write a chemistry book.

I want a man who is patient and willing to wait for me. 

I want a man who will put others before himself. 

I want a man who wont see me as a trophy but see me as his heart. 

I want a man who loves the Lord with all his heart.

I want a man.


(January 30, 2015, 3:25 Pm)

She Said No

She said no 

But her dress so short, her shirt so low, her hair so long, she there solo

But she said no 

She can't say yes, Hennessey, Chardonnay, a penis or grey goose? Get 27 hits, Blue Nun's looking at her like a whore

But she didn't say yes

She naked in my bed, it's been a while since I got some

But she said no

She's beautiful, fully clothed, hair wrapped up

She didn't have to say no 

She's young, lemme show her a good time 

but she said no

She's a whore anyway, let me get that tail

But she said no

But it doesn't matter cause he said yes. 


(Thursday, April 7th, 2016)

You

Whenever I hear a love song

I close my eyes

I think of you 


The touch of your skin 

the sense of your lips

your warming embrace

your enchanting face 


Then I open my eyes

and then you're gone 


But I have just one question 

Just one question 


Who are you?

I been wanting to know

Can you find me

Promise to not let you go 


Been wanting you for as long as I remember 

I'll be thankful for you, every passing November 

Everyday I wish for you

Don't want you perfect, just the way you are

US TWO! 


But who are you??!!

I been wanting to know 

Can you find me

Promise to not let you go


A kiss is just a kiss until you find the one you love

A hug is just a hug until you find the one you're always thinking of

A dream is just a dream until it comes true

Love is just a word until I find you 


who are you 

(who are you, who are you)

who are you

(who are you, who are you)


I been wanting to know

when you find me

I will never let you go


(Thursday, September 5, 2013 1:49AM)

MY DISPOSITION

What do you do when you feel like you're never going to be loved back
That is when you Love someone
You let them know you'll never hurt them with intention,
While giving them your heart as a dart board knowing they can kill with distinction
Opening up like an exhibition
Shutting everything else out with an eviction
Well here I am in this position
Within myself feeling such division
But yet I still love you
Why
On this journey this expedition
Said conflict being religion
Him wanting to believe my past as fiction
But finding constriction feeling disposition
Emission of emotions, revision,
Creating a new image, a new edition that is no longer in my jurisdiction
But yet I still love you
Why
I pray one day in you God will make an incision
To impute love and trust and hope, show you his crucifixion
That without him our lives are in a prison
But you don't see that
On your heart God will make his encryption
Peel off the layers that's thickened
Pull you from the shadows you were hidden,
And birth the many amazing things in you creating an emission
I hope one day you'll love me back, I really do
Love God first, and I guarantee you'll love me even when you don't feel like it or want to
This is my disposition  


(February 4, 2015, 12:42 AM)

Less Problems 

They say, more money

more problems

But less money, more problems

So why not have the money while He try's to solve 'em

More money, less problems


99 problems but my God ain't one

Holy Ghost, God the father and his blessed Son


(July 7, 2015, 8:25 AM)

Dance 

Love 

faith 

hope

joy

That is what dance is to me 

war 

passion

peace 

drive

freedom

This is what dance is to me 

How do you make love?

You close your eyes and go to another place

you feel the beat pulsing through your hands, tapping through your mind, trembling within your bosom, possessing your feet, and occupying your soul

being the driver yet the pasenger 

defining passion as you move, for passion cannot manifest until you move

The universe becomes one and in that instant you know you can do anything

You're Picasso dripping paint with your limbs, you are Michelangelo sculpting your body, you are Shakespeare, recreating drama, you are Aretha demanding respectfully as the vocals travel through your veins, you are Martin Luther King creating your own dreams... but the best part is...

actually...

you are you...

freedom, that is dance

Move, feel, cry, scream, 

PUT YOUR SOUL INTO IT

I am heart

I am free

I am dance 


February 4, 2017 (5:39 pm)



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