Even before our first date You make sure we have the conversation Heaven forbid I should mistake you for a man of honor That I should have any expectation....
That you know how to treat me As a friend .....or a lover As a woman of substance A lady not a *****
Your immaturity doesn’t surprise me But until that moment that you Showed your hand I was willing to suspend my disbelief To give you the benefit of the doubt To let you set the bar higher But you succeeded in lowering my expectations Even further
The pen is poised in hand engaged Awaiting rhyme or sage Thoughts to give it motion Absent the flow of love or rage Unmoved but exhausted it lays down Crisp blue striped sheets turn brown After what seems an age Dust completes the task of covering the page Ideas unexplored, untold emotion An eternity passes by And possibilities unborn die
Sometimes, wouldn’t you rather wield a sword than a pen?
Getting into incredible scenes as the southern US dreams The color of your soul Where unshackled, dancing spirits take control Feet contact to terra firma via tactical movements painting its target You attack, artistically I resist no longer Upon your canvas I fall
Where (apparently) all roads lead to Your heart, the coronary Colosseum. A stronghold I yearn to hold tight Under the roar of the crowd And the loudness of your beats
There are psalms that Cadillacs crank Your viscous soul At the seat of this purple drank think tank Sticking to my ribs like backyard barbecue Santoor mallets tapping my heartstrings Doing 10 in a 65, side-to-side Front, back Letting the melodies ride and glide
Whatever words you'd utter, I'd usurp its presence within the second it leaves your lips. Floating on cloud 9 To catch your breath with my fingertips Kinda like I want our lungs to be in a relationship Or something close to enjoying the heights
Then record our previous accords just before Midnight.
I can't sleep Everytime I remember your words They snap and recoil And hurt me awake Next time when someone Promises me forever I'll just smile Look them in the eyes and ask How long is forever to you.
Thinking 10 moves ahead Life still throws off our best laid plans I watch his quiet concentration Courageous exploration Earnest deliberation Beyond the black&white Indomitable spirit showing through Skill and joy and Community growing all around him out of loving effort and sacrifice Mind and heart open Finding the FLOW even in flood Axé! Well played, my friend
For IO We are all very glad you were born. Happy Birthday!