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Roses are red violets are blue
Remember way back when , when patience had a hold of me ?  
I remember how I drove you insane when I used go fast
Well, boys being boys , I always wanted to be the first one to get to the finish line.
Like driving a brand new automobile ,
Selflessly always thought I was the only one on the road. Taking advantage of the situation, burning rubber and left you in the dust.
Could never understood why you wouldn’t chased after me
To emerge and merge with the motion of the moment
Why it took you so long to catch up with the waves of the motion .
Could Never understood  why you wouldn’t leap forward, as I travel across the stars,  the moon , the whole universe as I chanted in tongue
Girl lol  I remember the sour on your face but I never understood your reason before more of the great unknown becomes known. For it reveals a new understanding deepening the range of clarity. expanding scope and the warmest mystery. Now vow to ignite the guiding light of passion in a moderate submission while gazing into one another
Now as I accept my invitation to welcome the full scope of the landscape . Now I swear , pledge to appreciate and love the motion of a steady ***** prolonging ride
Now I pledge to love and accept the importance of time as I enjoy a little longer the magic in the mirror, listen to your whisper in the wind, feel your rain upon my skin and become one with the heat of the road as we enjoy the allure of all the butterflies when the roads finally merge and arrive simultaneously at the end of the rainbow. like the hands of time as the cuckoo clock sings another favorite midnight song, roses are red , violets are blue
Girl you’ve always been my favorite song when we arrived at midnight …… I only wish I could   Stop the hand of time and park here forevermore!


#younglove #teenagesex #understanding #storyteller!

Do you ever stop and consider the depth and condition of your soul? What attitudes and dispositions do you allow to poison and lurk in there?  Or do you fill it with the seeds of kindness and gentleness and service? We alone are responsible for our souls and what we give into this world. I’m not content to be a handsome tree that cannot nourish those around me with goodness, kindness and gentleness. All the degrees and diplomas hanging on my wall will not comfort a hurting heart.  Being learned will not guarantee being wise.  The depth of your soul is entirely up to you...dig deeper and find yourself for yourself!

Today
I’ve planted some seeds inside my soul
To strengthen my core to blossoming the spirit
Of mine and yours
So tomorrow all the blessings meant for me and You ,You , and You will soon be ours
Harvest season my friends ? Well, unknown
But I’m proud of all the seeds that have been planted
I can only pray my seeds of wishes for the world
One day will be granted.
A wish for a world out of darkness
Where hunger and hates
Would be a thing of yesterday
Where the devil’s name  
One day would be a ray of hope
For nowhere in the crevices of the world
It would have any power
To convince anyone to be DarkHeart
Everyone, Everything with a positive mind
No more needs for or to keep any defenses
A brighter world where everyone’s are proud ***** donors
Give each other’s our hearts our love and save our energy to enhancing the earth
As we all rise again and again and again together
A wish for a world so bright,  everyone would be required to wear shades, wouldn’t that be lovely ?
But first, we must water the seeds “ Together “as one and I promise you this my friends, there’s no telling how much we’ll grow and blanketing the earth with flowering love in every season!

They say it’s always best to listen in silence
When you have a moment and in need of solitude.
But last night I dreamt of poetry
It has come calling, knocking  on my dome
Thunderously Whispering in my ears
Even though at times
It’s hard to understand it’s language
Even though at times
It drives me so (bleeping ) insane
Voices ,voices everywhere
At times The only way to make it stop is to fade-away
Because
At times it can be blinding
Like looking directly into the sun
At times it can be unbearable
Like having your heart broken
Into a million pieces
At times it can be dazing
Like having your head submerged
Underwater and your whole world
As you know it, Suddenly disappear
Like you’re swimming inside the clouds
A drift of forever lost moments
But whether I try avoid looking ,
Or refuse to listen to it’s voices
My desire to seek the secret of the Stars
My desire to kick wide open the Sky to see what awaits
Has my eyes darting
My mind racing
Heart beating
Ink cravings
Smiles and Frowns
Gracing my face
As if poetry wants to give me
Another reason
To leap forward
Another reason
For another Edmund black ambiance
Another reason
To dance once more
And another reason
To gifting myself for something
Greater than myself
A reason for a purpose
To share my love of words
To enlighten, to illuminate and to touch the infinite
Even when at times
Nothing else exists
So whether I love it or hate it
I’m always honored to obliged!