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Mia J 5d
I ain’t perfect
And nobody is
But I know I ain’t perfect
And it ain’t no shame in that

I know right from wrong
Some times I do right
And some times I do wrong
It is what it is
It was what it was
Life, happens

Done cried over things
that didn’t matter
Done kissed some lips
mine ain’t belong on
Done said some things
I can’t take back
Done went some places
I shouldn’t have been
Done saw some things
I shouldn’t have.

And what I look like crying
over a shattered mirror?
I can’t piece together the past.
The clock already winded past it.

The past doesn’t own me.
I purchased it long ago.

Past mistakes ain’t made me no fool.
They made me the strong,
confident,
courageous,
and intelligent woman
I stand as today.

And it ain’t no shame in that!

-Mia J
8-21-2021

© 2021 Mia J
This poem was composed in 2021.
Mia J 5d
Do you even know how beautiful you are?

Outside of your outer beauty you see, examine the beauty within.

Your heart is gentler than your supple hands.

It pumps and beats with enough love to change the world.

You have the power to command your days to be what they need to be for you.

Your head is filled with positivity.

Your spirit radiates those positive vibes and makes you shine brighter than the morning and noonday sun.

As beautiful as you are inside and out, you want love badly

You’ve been craving it more than breakfast in the morning

And you just don’t understand how and why you’re still single.

You’ve been crying out of frustration

Because how could a woman like you not have a man?

You know you’re not like other women who would do anything to have a man

You were taught that men go after what they truly want. And not to tolerate no foolishness.

Don’t get sad over false images.

Remember; You’re only seeing what they choose to show you.

A good man may be hard to find

But so is a Pearl.

It’s well-known that you’ve existed for thousands of years.

Your existence was stumbled upon and you struck the founder with your innocent beauty

Your body is a clam but you are a Pearl that formed out of the transformation called growth

Such a precious jewel can not just be acquired by just any man
You were formed with care and glisten with enough magic to challenge Penn and Teller

Many will look at you with their eyes

But you are set to the side for the one who will look into your soul

And see that you’re worth much more than the bare minimum

You’re unique, you know who you are and you’re not afraid to protect yourself from negative energies

And your lover will do the same

One look at you and he’ll know you belong to him and he specifically belongs to you

He’ll love you for your alluring spirit

You both will need each other in more ways than one

He will always want to love you

And you will always need to love him

He’ll be everything you could need and want in a man

The love that will blossom between you two will hurt

You’ll look back and understand that not just any man could have you

And that’s what will hurt

Your man will silently remind you every day just how filling love will be.

Your heart will ache for him

His will constantly pound for you

Dangerously in love and obsessed you both will be

Never think this is wrong.

Because you both deserve it as much as he does

You’re the woman everyone wants to be.
Adversity has never fazed you.

You were set to the side as a rare Crystal is supposed to be.

Not just any hands are licensed to handle you, my dear

You are worth everything that you think you are

And you’re worth more than the bare minimum

A lot more

If the universe deemed you to be a unicorn and a Pearl, how could you ever believe any differently about yourself?

-Mia J
7/2/2024

© 2024 Mia J
This poem was composed in 2024
Mia J 5d
Used to spend my nights thinking of my first one.
Liquor was on my mind like the correlation of grape to wine.

But you introduced me to a world where wrong wasn’t actually wrong.
And awakened me in ways that Jack Daniels just wouldn’t understand.

Smoothly you coasted in my senses as a cruise along the seas.
Appearing before my eyes with forbidden beauty.
Feeling cooler and fresher than a glacier surrounded by melted ice.
Screaming silently in my ears, alerting me that you would be my first and my last.
Smelling of sweetness and ripeness.
Tasting more pleasant than a Pina Colada on beach day.
And more concentrated and complex than a wine expert can articulate.

You are more leathery than Sangria Red.
As rich as Peach Sangria.
Connected as Gria can be,
and I’ll stay tipsy off of your love until infinity.

There’s more elegance to you than the walk of a model.
Life never stopped you from being able to exist.
You always moved against her as if she could conclude you.
Your brilliance extends a description.
Perfection exists because you were created.

Stella Rosa fancied you and turned me Gold.
Oh, she knew I would become as fine as her after one sip of you.
Fermentation wasn’t always smooth, but it was well-worth it.

When you presented your heart, I couldn’t waste it.
As beautiful and soft as a row of bouquets.
As soft and gentle as Pink Moscato.
As full as my heart with the love you poured into me.

You are more leathery than Sangria Red.
As rich as Peach Sangria.
Connected as Gria can be,
and I’ll stay tipsy off of your love until infinity.

-Mia J
10/18/2024

© 2024 Mia J
This poem was composed in 2024
Mia J 5d
One too many bottles in my possession to pick a fave
Many of the scents are from years prior
And aged as fine as wine
The aged scents still smell new
There’s scents that are ****
Scents that are sweet
Each scent is special to me
The sweet scents are for normal activities
The **** scents are for date nights
The designated bottle springs onto my hand
My wrist reveals its bareness and receives two sprays
My other wrist rubs its opposite to get some of the scent
Then I spray on my neck and shirt
and bask in the sweetness or alluringess of the scent
The perfume stays stained within the
fabrics of my clothes like a soda stain
It stays on my skin like water-proof paint all through the day
I possess enough bottles for each day of the year
My perfume bottles are like my favorite wine
Pleasing to the nose and even better to the soul.

Mia J
7/28/2021  
© 2021 Mia J
This poem was composed in 2021.
Mia J 5d
I’ve been waiting for you to enjoy me all day.
A lot has been on your mind and you couldn’t get home any faster.
That red wine you poured will relax you just enough for me.
The lights being as dim is leaving me more excited than you.
Sit down in that plush chair and get nice and cozy.

I’m comfortable being clutched in your hands in the air.
Spread me to page 69.
We’ve been together more times than you can count.
Do we really need to establish an exposition?
The only actions that’s rose so far lay beneath your pants.
Let’s reach our ****** together.
I’ll turn over whenever you flip me.
I should thank you for being gentle.
We both know how delicate I can be.
My creator didn’t put a time limit on me.
We can go slow.
Feel these words and let them season in your love gardens.
I want to go deeper than your ****** and straight to that Challenger’s Deep.
Your warmth on me is making me sweat.
Your clutch is tightening on me,
your breathing is picking up.
I know you’re enjoying me more than you thought.
I end on page 74.

Catch your breath.
Don’t worry, I didn’t expect to be written in this manner.
Have another sip of wine.
Go ahead and take two.
I know you have to rest from your day,
and needed a release.

There’s no shame in enjoying me every day.
At all.
My creator might make me longer than 5 pages next time.

Be on the lookout for my next release!

-Mia J
9/2/2024
© 2024 Mia J
This poem was composed in 2024
Mia J May 18
Go somewhere that has air as clean as fresh laundry.
Relax with that crisp air and find a comfortable seat.
The sun is out now and shall be your glowing guide.
Let the winds blow to give you more of that clean air.
Inhale that cleanliness and lay your body on the ground.
Don’t worry, the leaves are soft and welcoming.
You’ve been working a lot and your body needs recuperation.
Now, close your eyes.
All your rainy days are long gone.
Pick up your body slowly and let your feet adjust to your new walkway.
One step forward and you’re on the right path.
One step backward and you’ll be on the left.
Take one step back to cure your curiosity.  
It’s not exactly the wrong move to make, but you don’t want to get stuck.
So take two steps forward on the right path.
The sun’s shining brightly, but it’s blocking your view.
You only get to see the path, but the destination has to be walked towards.

What will you encounter on the path?

The beauty of life is that we know where we wanna be, but there’s always the unexpected that waits.
Keep walking, I say.
One droplet of rain won’t hurt.
Don’t be afraid if it gets heavier.
Your rainy days are long gone, but the rainiest ones are brewing.
Notice that the sun continues to shine as bright as a full moon.
The clouds aren’t big enough to block it and neither is the rain gonna block you.
The rain isn’t gonna stop you.

Keep up the fast pace, I say.
Don’t you see that gorgeous rainbow in the sky?
Don’t you notice the chirping of the birds?
Walk to the beat of their music because the rain is stopping.
The rays of the sun pushed away from the clouds as did your determination.
If the tears of the sky can’t stop you, nothing can.

You’re almost there.

Don’t you see the butterflies at the end?
Don’t you smell the clean air once again?
You made it to the end of the rainbow with a glowing smile and a strong head.
Aren’t you proud of yourself?
Now, open your eyes and look around at the trees and the beaming sun.
Your rainbow is still there, don’t you see it?
Take a break if you must, but never stop moving.

-Mia J
12-12-2020

© 2020 Mia J
This poem was composed in 2020
Mia J May 18
Being “grown-up” looked cool from a young mind’s eye.

No bedtimes.
Choosing when to eat veggies.
Driving behind the wheel.
Going wherever you please.
Earning lots of money.
Buying whatever you want.
Watching scenes not meant for kids.
Having freedom most importantly.

Then those young mind’s grew
and witnessed their personal pictures.

Setting an early alarm is
more important than
no bedtime.
Eating veggies becomes a necessity
rather than a choice.
Hard-earned money is spent on responsibilities
no one was informed about.
Friends grow apart and change like the weather.
Some boys become men.
Some boys stay boys.
Adults also have childish ways.
Family can have the mindset of a faux amie.
Some days, you may feel sunny.
Certain days, it will rain all over.
Being strong surpasses not crying over dropped ice cream.

Adulting is nice,
Adulting can be dun,
But don’t rush it, sweet little one!


-Mia J
7-17-2021

© 2021 Mia J
This poem was composed in 2021
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