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robert-peck
robert-peck
American A free mind just looking listening and learning
1 the chemical essential to the covalent bond, that is amorous, 2 the non-verbal communication that’s equivalent to conversing for hours, 3 Vibrations 4 The aromatics of bed sheets and perspiration 5 The forte of a night club and the pianissimo of a night spent star gazing 6 Libations
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Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC
Phlogiston-
Everyone thinks they know the story about Mr. Dumpty but they only know part of it Humpty sat on wall Badu had it right when she said it is 10 ft tall This wall was meant to keep the savages out You see Humpty was standing on guard because his job was to protect her heart at all cost With her help is how he got up there at all In the back of his mind he knew there was a chance he might …splat Pieces of a man everywhere At least that all the others can see His boys tried to get him back to the old **** and quickly dump this girl But to Humpty she was the world and without her there was no planet to live on Only meaningless lives floating in a vacuum No one has ever witnessed Humpty in such a state It was so bad he wouldn’t go anywhere apart from her estate He fell in walls now he’s trapped in her love
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 10:23 PM UTC
**** Day
I told the universe that you would be mine Before I even met you You walked by and I told ACE that shorty is fine ! I knew you from around the way but I just knew something about you was special You saw me read some poems I watched you be a poem We had no idea what Mother Earth had in heart for us You always saw me as that low key brotha around campus I caught you turning up to your tunes behind that mail desk A bond that was meant to be Which almost wasn’t until you said to me “YOU TALK?!”
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 9:21 PM UTC
Many First Impressions
Mr. Peck I pray you haven’t forgotten to be that role model that you never had growing up. SPREAD LOVE each and every day, especially on the days you don’t want to. Don’t ever stop learning, and make it intentional. Never stop teaching those with an ear to listen. Understand that everything isn’t meant for you to understand. The universe is listening so be careful what you release. Your words hold weight , don’t drop gems on those who aren’t conditioned for it. Stay low key and stay in tune with the infinite. Inshallah you’re better than your 24 year old self Sincerely You
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 9:19 PM UTC
Sincerely You
If I were an artist I’d draw my way to heaven Or rather paint myself into your presence after all they are one and the same I would craft a sculpture of you And as much as I'd want the world to see I’m would to keep it in my heart just for me water colors to express the gentleness in your eyes pastels to bring out the fullness of your lips charcoal to show the depth of your dimples when you smile If I were an artist I would try to recreate you everyday knowing what the final products will never do you justice your smile is so illustrious it has gold accents on it the copper tone of your skin is the perfect hue If I were an artist I would create these things to resemble you but I’m not so I paint this picture instead
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 12:29 AM UTC
If
I have seen God in the cool of the day she takes deiform time and again the second coming of Nefertiti is upon us and she has done nothing less than conquer my mind and overthrow the control center inside of my head she is reconstructing the constellations that I have grown used to I find myself believing in things I’ve never seen before The wonders of the world ponder about her 7 times a day My eyes are soothed by such a golden aura Her positive vibes draw me closer Her transparency has me made a believer I long to study this queen I've searched through scrolls, decoded encryptions but still only one thing is clear I have seen God and I have given serious thought to changing religion
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
I have seen God
I woke up with a nose bleed I dreamt of you A flashback to that summer night we broke into that abandoned warehouse. A painting of paradise is what I left on the walls so that all who enter this place can see what making love to you feels like Coincidentally the train that I'm on wanders by said location but instead of that old building it was just flat land Does this mean your soul is any less gorgeous Was everything that we've done together a waste All that we built in vain
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 8:56 PM UTC
Untitled
As I lay my head I try to sniff a shirt that I let you wear because your scent gives me such a comfort it makes me feel like you are near but from me you have disappeared for the time being Sometimes it gets weird having too much room on my bed you know without having you pressing me into the 24-inch chunk of the bed that you leave me after you get nice and cozy I just want to find my zen in the form of massaging my fingers through your hair to help me calm myself before a nights rest I need your brown sugar kissed skin to serve as a heater to keep me warm whilst I dream until sunrise But you are not here Longing to hear the music you display while telling me about your day. Deeply saddened when you are too tired to speak our native tongue. Peace is found when you are in my arms and all of the day’s harms matter no longer Your smile helps my eyes adjust after turning down the lights Your kisses serve as sleeping pills I must take them carefully or I can get myself hurt The gentleness of your touch puts me under a spell that acts as a catalyst to the sleeping pill. “You are getting sleepy…” I wish you were here Now it’s 3:27 a.m and I have yet to seize my thoughts of you I find you in my heart right where I left you anxiously waiting to sing me to sleep So you are here …
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Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 8:05 PM UTC
Sleepless
Oh dear mother Earth I grasped a still of you today Every time I sit and stare at you I am in awe of how wonderfully my creator made you The wind was conversing with the tall grass telling tales of when they were just little sprouts remerging from the soil, He said that they were always dancing in the daylight as time walked by until night fell and they grew fearful of the creatures that the moon cannot keep away And the trees were filled with joy because they miss the company of last year's leaf pedals that drifted into the meadows but this year's batch are just as lovely and knows how to keep the branches warm Our closest star was showing off how vibrant she is as the clouds gang up on her competing for the spotlight in the show on display Oh dear benevolent Eve I tried to capture your essence in a shot I didn't quite get it all because there are so many aspects of you were missing in it, just didn't quite make as much sense as I thought, it was worth a try I realize your aura cannot be contained by a print but every passing eye that you come across is left with an imprint of your soul that is impossible to ignore I wanted to be able to register the concept of your grin and try to fathom how one's ****** structure can be so well put together I wanted to immortalize just one moment of this angelic creation as she is making music in the form of a smile
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Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 12:37 AM UTC
Oh dear mother Earth
Proverbs from Papa or Memoirs from Mama Wisdom is all I seek to obtain Tall tales from brother Black and white lies from the other Foolishness is all I wish to escape Relations from expired dates A me foreign to my current mental state Maturation is a journey with no end goal But the point is to make constant growth
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 10:34 PM UTC
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