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the black rose Apr 2020
selective silence,
in particular,
to whom and of what i speak.
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the black rose Apr 2020
obscured vision
of my limbs turning stiff,
bearing branches and leaves.
i look at trees and think,
"my, wouldn't that be amazing"
to be as strong and sturdy,
to be so still
and still so worthy;
to be so grounded,
and earthy.
got tree up in my dna.
the black rose Apr 2020
we created monsters in the same space we found peace,
pretty neat.
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fought demons then channeled high energy,
it's bittersweet.
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the black rose Apr 2020
sensual enough to make car ***
seem romantic enough
to lose my mind at the very touch of one button...
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something about the words
"no one, but you"
makes my nature of possessive seem reasonable,
right?
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never thought i'd be lurking,
lusting,
tempted to fall on my knees at your feet
so you can meet me at that place again...
can you make space again?
within my walls,
behind doors that still await your release.
the black rose Apr 2020
energies channeled on behalf of
heat & friction,
fast paced-motion
and fingers gripping throat;
turned themselves against themselves
then gained strength.
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sacred energy,
no longer strictly in heats of moments;
now there's heat in every moment.
the black rose Apr 2020
speaking great vibes,
great health,
strong ties
and wealth.
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im seeking self,
im seeking ways to maximize profit.
im a prophet.
ray of light,
ill change your life.
ill get you right
see,
im sweet because i spoke it,
complete because i wrote it.
fulfilled because i note it.
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yes,
its noted,
in the book of life.
and every thing i write
is a reflection of who i am
and the place from where i came;
the place where hopes and dreams,
they flow free like open streams.
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