I swear your love would be the sweetest drug,
but what kills me is that I'm already addicted without taking my first puff...
But once I inhale you
I know the sensation it will bring
and the very actions I would take to make your heart strings sing...
But it's as if you can't see me
Or perhaps it because you're out of my reach
Or could it be that your heart belongs to another?
Maybe I'm not what you seek
Yet your beauty always seems to seep into my mind's eye whenever I sleep
It's everything you do my sweet angel
From your laugh, to your smile, even the way that you speak
It all just so happens to compel me
But you don't ever notice me,
Do you?
---
"In love with an angel
But she don't belong to me..."

A little love for me,
A little love for me,
Can’t you see that’s all I really need?
A prideful soul searches quietly
Through a world overrun by women
Who no longer hold pride as a priority
Shame but I suppose that’s why I search so diligently
Raised by the melody of R&B;
A group with a burning passion for their art
Had caught my attention and left an impression on my young mind
And in time, I believed in the kind of love they described
A little something like,

“I’ll Make Love To You
Like you want me to
And I’ll hold you tight
baby all through the night…”
Yeah maybe a little ******
But at such a young age who was I to know
I believed it though,
The power of a woman giving you so much happiness
That you must indeed shower her in love
Then another melody had reached me
It hit me suddenly like,

“My whole life has changed,
Since you came in, I knew back then
you were that special one,
I’m so in love, so deep in love.”

This man Ginuwine was genuine in the way he described this
He found love and then grabbed it
She made him feel whole,
A mate for his soul
A woman that I’m dying to get home to and hold
To settle down with and confine in
The one I will raise our child with
Just to demonstrate the love that is sure to grow through all the years
Foolish I suppose but you must believe
That this message is sincere
From the bottom of my heart
Or rather than inner depths of my core
To the girl that I do not yet know
Let the record show
This is for you.

Truly yours,
Desire

"Great Scott"
Like Lucas and Nathan
Y'all ain't perfect but you're trying
Relying on something other than your name to take you far...
You're a star
But let you shine diminish as each person you thought you were close to,
Tarnishes what you hold dear
No fear sweetheart,
No fear
Claim what is yours
Speak loudly and proudly
So that the haters hear
Let them know you're here
And that nothing can stop you...
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Back to the drawing board
Or better yet back to this blank canvas
familiar and inviting and yet I can’t help but wonder
how these words will create an image
I guess there ain’t no better way to find out
but to move onward
---
How ‘bout we search for some meaning
A little substance from the soul
I mean maybe I can’t sing but I bet you gon’ feel this
I’m just tryna be the realest
give my people something relatable
and also a fragment of me
writing about what I see
or what might be
the hopes and dreams
of a child in this restless city
gazing upon the night sky
pondering on his life’s importance
in comparison to the billions of stars that shine bright
could he possibly one day emit light?
give direction to those who might’ve lost sight
could he scheme up a dream as big as Martin did
and if so, would he reach the masses?
because lord knows in the days we live in
we need hope
but how does one cope
when hundreds of thousands of lives are being taken by dope or foots of rope
we’ve lost our way
a country that once proclaimed to be best
now stands on its last legs
and the people we elect to govern us
continue to dig us deeper into this hole
have we nothing left to show?

An Ode To TCC

As the sun sets behind the clouds
and the once warm weather becomes cold
I begin to wonder exactly how many sunsets have ended just like this
the sun’s rays glimmering perfectly off of the water
the rowdiness of the children’s voices slowly diminish
and a gentle breeze that waves with the leaves seems to guide us all home

“Another day, another dollar” I always say
forgetting most of the time to bask in the radiance of this beauty
because in a year or two,
it’ll be nothing but a memory
sweet recollections of simplicity
and yet for some,
these are the best years that life has to offer

Simple days basking in the summer rays on a fresh patch of grass,
taking in and inhaling the very essence of relaxation
or exploring the world and discovering the many secrets that it holds
for it may not change you,
but in time it will help you mold
the person you will be,
and the people around you
so I beg you, please, embrace the day.

Sometimes I’m too caught up in the future to enjoy what’s right in front of me
So today I picked up my pencil
and I took a minute to describe it
took a moment to decide if
I’d let this moment fade with the rest
and ignore it while the sunset

Take a peek inside...

Stuck in my mind - From a time where everything was fine

My mind my own enemy
They warned me not to worry
Yet thats the only emotion I express
Always the piece that never fit the puzzle
Out of place,
Discarded,
Lost
Maybe I’m just corrupted
Twisted in the head
To have never had adjusted
To what the population considers “normal”
And yet the world should supposably be diverse
I probably should’ve ended my life as a child
Just to test the process of reincarnation
So that maybe I could have a chance at normalcy
One question always roams through my thoughts
Regardless of my state of mind
Are they laughing with me or at me?
And if it’s at me,
EXPLAIN EXACTLY WHAT THE **** IS SO FUNNY
Was there something I did to amuse you?
Or am I just a walking freak show on display without even knowing it.

To You
In the end, I know it’s nothing
we’ll reach our breaking point and stop
I’m actually surprised,
that you continue to amuse yourself even now.

To whom it may concern,
That certain one running through my thoughts
MJ to be more precise
The L is missing because I’m not sure it ever existed
Now you’ve got a lot going on
that much I understand
But is anything you said reality?
Or are you just keeping me around…
Granted I know that kid was nothing
And you in love with the man you with
But those words shared only at the crack of dawn
Where are they coming from?
I’m not naïve; I’m trying hard not to be foolish
But you, you mean so much
And I know that I told myself I wouldn’t write these words again
But ****
My hands get a hold of a pen and your name is the first thing on the line
And I’d be doing fine if any of this made sense but its corroding my mind
…sigh…
Make it make sense
I promised to never leave you
And you claimed you didn’t want to hurt me
Well maybe for now, distance is the best remedy
Because I don’t want to see the same man hurt you
And if he doesn’t, I don’t want to see what I fear come true
But boo, I want whatever is best for you
And I mean that sincerely
so I wish you the most happiness
and bid adieu to you.

Much Love,
James Desire

Play your part
Practice your art
Create your distance
And watch her back arch
Fluidity in your charm
But your doubt stunts you
Pessimistic thoughts haunt you
And when it all seems to be going well your mind gets to racing
Better yet estimating when your luck will end…
Coy and timid you seem to set limits to what you can do
Shame because that’s the point where you really start to lose
It’s your path to choose
Continue to on this gentlemanly cruise second guessing every move
Or pull the trigger and just take action
No thoughts required just fire.
If she worth it, don’t overthink it
Embrace it.