Peace finds me in
crevice of your arm;
right where my body
intertwines perfectly
with yours.
We have found ourselves
in sync with each other's
circadian rhythms
in love;
and while most of us are
composed of tiny atoms;
you, my sweetheart, are encompassed with this
resilient love
as strong as quartz.
My sweet baby,
you selfishly stole
my heart not caring
to ask for permission
and no matter how
smart I claim to be
during the daylight,
all logic goes out the
window during sunset
as soon as you kiss me
six feet under.
-I am dancing in your heaven

Gathering the bits and pieces of your heart as it fell in my lap was admittedly the most precious love I bathed in.

Sweet baby, I am trying to gather my thoughts as I bathe in everything we are; and I admit that these run on sentences I find myself lost in symbolize the ocean we keep drowning in; magically.

& while some would suggest a life jacket, I am happy to bathe here because I am confident you will always gather me as soon as I start to fall apart which makes it easy to admit I would come back love you in another lifetime; unapologetically.

I think it is the
ambiguity lying
behind my eyes
mixed with the
honey lingering
after every kiss
that leaves you
trapped inside of
my universe.
-irresistible

Our amorphous love
left me in a
cascade of tears
and yet,
(I still found myself)
enchanted  
with that beautiful
smile of
yours.

I stood still in the mirror absorbing the nakedness in which I was standing and called it my truth.
& I am now hurled over my bath cringing at the sight trapped inside of my memory
(the reflection you two served me was simply unfair)
as you are insulting my
intelligence once more
by cracking every joint in my
body dancing to the rhythm
of your lies, in an attempt to
keep me dormant inside of your madhouse.
-I know you are cheating on me.

How do they realistically expect us to flee from the demanding stereotypes forcefully placed above our heads and in our hearts when they find satisfaction in the thrill of conquering our souls bleeding on the cold pavement?
-they don't. stop killing us, please.

I toss and turn due to dreams crowded with the memory of everything we experienced.
& I am ripping my heart apart in an attempt to flee from all that you are to me.
But, I'll admit it is thrilling that I can never seem to grasp the rhythm of what falling for you feels like.
& somehow, you are silently requesting me to discover new parts of who I thought I was, as you stand above me beautifully conquering.
-you are my poetry.

The sun rose
through that
daunting
gaze he
selfishly served
her as if
(he was in love)
and her body
is drowning
in uncontrollable
dizzying waves
of memories that
leaves the left side
of her chest
painfully
unraveling.
-she only wanted him to fight for her

Everything you touch turns to gold; including me...

even on the days that I am only needing a few stars, you still bring me the entire galaxy

The first morning I woke up to your smile, I saw a fleeting glimpse of the sunrise in those beautiful eyes of yours and immediately I was covered in a blanket of relaxation. You kissed stars into every part of my body and now I am covered in your galaxy.

The clouds are a constant reminder of this fairytale I have in my mind of what I want us to be,
But,
Baby;
We are indeed no fairytale.
We live in our own world of uncertainty.
We are an anomaly;
the furthest from
representing
A banal love.
Yet, sometimes,
I wish you would
audaciously
fight for me like the others have;
But then,
I start to wonder
Maybe this is what keeps me loving
You.
I fell in love with your scars,
Only wanting to
Ameliorate
Heartaches and show you
There's someone you can be yourself
Around.
& as
Crazy as it seems,
I have no desire
To throw your past
in your
Face;
Yet, as
convoluted and capricious
as
Your love can be,
I am still in your passenger seat
Ready to go where you will
Allow me to.

I had a dream you let me explore your heart and
You allowed me to get you so high you never wanted to come down,
And as soon as you landed I was waiting with my arms wide open
Ready to receive anything you were willing to give;
And you loved it.
I loved you, and you loved me.

The wine won the battle that night  as I danced uncontrollably in your arms spewing words I would not have said had I been sober
& just like the gentleman you are,
You allowed me to lose myself a little while remaining my compass, and even though you navigated me in every direction, I bravely went along for the ride because these days I feel most safe in your boat, in your ocean, riding your waves.

The moon cries
Every Saturday night
Because just like me,
She remembers the
Night we were
Intoxicated in the
Eclipse of our love
And as insane as
The ending was
The whirlwind was
Worth the heartache
And she prays
One day we will
Again find our
Fire
-i still pray for us too

Our clothes fell off like rose petals in the spring/
But somewhere in between not getting caught up and catching feelings/
My soul rolled into you/
And now I am immersed in our sin/

Take all of me/
Roll me up/
Smoke me/
I could get you so high.

Tirelessly waiting for you to come home;
My darling, here I am once again checking my watch to see what time it is  and the **** has yet to turn.
I promised you that I would wait for you no matter how long you decided to roam, but here I am another night waiting and that promise doesn't seem too feasible at the moment.
I can not make you love me,
I can not make you love me.
Just as I am telling myself this is the last night waiting,
the **** turns; in you walk like all of those months never happened.

I remember when your favorite thing was love me.
I remember when you couldn't wait to hold me.
I know this life gets crazy,
and I know our love's a little hazy,
but when you're feeling lonely,
you know you can always call me,
and I'll be here waiting in the same spot you left me in saying,
"It's alright if you stay forever with me.
and it's alright if you're waiting for someone to sweep you off your feet
But if you know, if you know
that what we have is real;
then it's alright if you love me tonight.

Ironic how the only thing to sober me up is the intoxication tasted from your mouth.
&
Funny how all of the words I wished to say aloud spew from my mind onto this paper, but when you look at me, I'm speechless.
If I had it my way, the tears fallen from my eyes would become an ocean used to carry you back to me..
&
the boat that carried you would drown you in memories reminding you why we fell in love in the first place..
&
though we haven't spoken in almost a year, it would be as if nothing else mattered but us as I greet you at the shore..
&
somehow, this time as I reach for your hand, you will hold it tighter instead rejecting it like last time..
&
unbelievably, as you utter those three beautiful words from your once beautiful mouth, I will understand that you have loved me all along.

My heart is crying for the **** victims screaming falsetto notes in the dark praying someone will find them and lead them to light...and as much as their father would've loved to protect his baby from that, he simply doesn't have an "S" on his chest.

My heart breaks for the babies born into poverty with three strikes against them...because the government will make it their duty so that it is **** near impossible for those kids to succeed; but there will be some that rise above those stereotypes and those children will become the young women and young men who change the world.

A tear falls every time a woman wakes up, looks at herself in the mirror and has to put makeup on to hide the bruises that came from the man to whom she gave all of her love to.  Equally, my heart breaks for the children that live their life walking eggshells because they don't know when their mommy or daddy will snap next.

I cannot rest until innocent children are no longer being kidnapped and sold as *** slaves, until genocides become a thing of the past, until America really becomes the "land of the free", or until so many of our generations teenagers and young adults stop using guns as fists.

I am praying that the people walking this earth who have every reason to give up on love somehow give it one more shot. I am also praying that the young women and men who have shot down dreams will fight harder than they have ever fought because the world needs more of you. Lord knows we need more of you.

I have a dream that more of us will love in permanent ink. I hope that more people will see that the only thing that can defeat hatred is love, and I pray that every person reading this will decide to join love's side and fight hate. I pray that anyone that feels completely alone realizes they have God.

There will come a day when I will be standing in front of a crowd filled with a rainbow of races, ages, ****** orientations, and I will give my testimony. I will tell those people how I almost gave up. I will tell those people I had family that loved me regardless. I will tell those people that even though they feel as though no one loves them, I love them; and more importantly, God loves them.  I will tell them that one day I decided that the only person in control of my happiness was me, and that is when everything made sense. There will be people whose lives will change because of my story, and that is the day my dream will start to become true.

Ironic how the only thing to sober me up is the intoxication tasted from your mouth...
and funny how the all of the words I wish to say outloud spew from my mind onto this paper but when you look at me, I'm speechless.

The bruises on my body could never compare to the pain in my eyes and my heart may never be fixed like I wished it was and this depression may last a lifetime. But, if I lean on my God, maybe a little bit of Jesus' blood could fall through the cracks of my broken heart and make it whole again.