Your excuse come to you so swiftly.
The imbalance seeps through when your actions fail to comply.
Beautiful liar is what I'll call you.
It is beautiful because it is exactly what I want to believe and
my emotions are usually gone with the wind.
Please continue while I read you.
Beautiful liar, you are decieving you.

The moment I saw you I was drawn.
Immediately, I recognized your essences.
The ones you were raised around hadn't notice that all you needed was loving guidance.
You are a light-worker in disguise but not much work have been applied.
Your purpose is to simply bring light.
When will you turn on your brights?

What are you postulating?
I am flattered you went through all this to resemble, emulate and perpetuate my black history.
I have read this has been going on for centuries.
I am flattered you want to have a black face.
I know we are eccentric, have resilience and magnificent in oh so many ways.
What are you postulating?
I wont stand to believe its hate because originally it started as self distaste.
Bitter for reasons that are not logical.
Let's create a system that allows us all to relate.
I overtly over stand you want to have a black face.

Browsing through thoughts,
Prescriptive faults.
When will we relinquish?
Repetition appears to be a sequence.
However, it is more of a defense
Results thats derived from a mystery web of ties consumed with lies.
When will we relinquish?
Repetition appears to be a sequence.
Browsing through thoughts and prescriptive faults.

She cheats because it excites her.
Envious
Jealous
Dull is what she feels.
So she cheat because it empowers her.
She knows how much she is loved.
But it isnt enough.
she wants it rough.
So she cheats because it empowers her

Fallicious diagnosis.
I am simply a piece of my picture in the frame.
Combine my soul fragments and we'll make a whole.
Yes, one moment I am here and other times I am living a test bestowing separate testimonies.
Fallicious diagnosis.
Figuratively and
Scientifically speaking
I am a neutron of an atom, molecule is what I will return too.

Blue moon,
when shall we meet again?
Our last encounter was brief.
I seek you because that was the last moment I recall where I could breathe.
You woke me but I was determined to go back to sleep.
Dire clarity is what I needed but an emotional figment in my imagination kept me within my theta frequence.
Blue moon,
I need to meet with you again.

Attempting to hold on to what is left because I never knew my first.
Imagine, I believed it was mother.
Reminiscing how I long for her nurture and flourished in her scent needing to be everywhere she went.

What has existed interminably then our existence?
Spirituality.

Searching
Thinking
Wondering in a wonderland
That is my brain
Reading affirmations to reestablish my aim.
Growth is my name.

In the middle of Reality and surrealism is where you will find me.
Finding it may be difficult to differentiate.
Everyone seeks to find the way to reality.
Asking for guidance might help gravitate.
Time has always taken it's time.
Causing detachment from everything, everyone even me.
Learning, healing and being is my aim.
Hoping I'll be able to digest the end.

My love
My mind
My space
Creates a new taste
Ignites a beautiful day
Feed many with grace
Manipulate transgression to progression of love and peace.
Time to advocate for better deeds and allow one another to be free.
Eventually with time everything will make sense.

Once upon a time naughty was nice.
Nice went through somethings and allowed negative to fester.
Nice then turned due to peer pressure.
I wonder,
Why does naughty dislike nice,
They too are virtuous.

Dear, Hopeless romantic
Pay attention to the static. Ruminate on your emotions elasticity and postpone the magnetic electricity that pulsates your yoni.

I have to believe
Deep in my core
Because I am more then what I think I see
I am a great, awesome, magnificent being.
I am the light, sun, moon and stars.
We all must praise ourselves,
See only divinity and remove all vulgarity that blocks you.
For I will praise my gifts, my spirit and integrity and be delighted that I am living spiritually.

How can someone love without a heart?
That doesn't make sense.

Can we replay the day we met?
Rewind your smile that made my heart fill with excitement.
Let that moment replay.
I need to read your mind and see if it resonate.
Was it mutual or the reciprocal?

A sign of Respect to me is having the gratitude to acknowledge ones error without a preconceived misconception you are superior in anyway.

Mind speeding
heart racing
time remaining.
I am blind to a sight that hasn't moved.
The moment is still.
The quiet sound is everlasting
In the mist of emotions evaporating.
The emotions are combusting in the air and its contagious.

I am blind by imageries that unwinds our souls.
Mind speeding
heart racing
time escaping.
The only question that remains, will we meet again?

I see you
Do you see me?
I see your soul while most fixate on skin.
I hear your mind that believes you see me.
Can you see me?
I am the love that is within.
You think we are this skin but the truth is, I am still in this maze you all think we've mindfully created.

To the sons/daughters my fragment conceived
Know you are special beyond any sea.
Silver tongues will slander the greatest names.
I want you to know she wished for positive premonitions.
Also, she never cared for recognition.
For they will only know what is true with their third eye.

Metaphysically we've spoken.
Spiritually we've been physical.
Out in this world somehow we're meant to be.
I know you're searching but I must confess I've altered the dynamics. We've already encountered our magnetical trance and I don't want it to yield my independent individuality. I must evade. This gravity pull will confine me. Rest assured I've place someone else as a sub. She'll have to do.
My apologies in advance for misleading you.

You wonder why you are in the midst of misery while you are hurting another.