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Lytrell Howard Feb 2015
Gray skies
Icy roads
Slick sidewalks
Snuggling
Layered outfits
Netflix Hulu
Long johns
Gloves scarves
Cough sneeze
Soup spaghetti
Hibernation
Hot toddy
Homeless shelter
Hot meal
Help please
Half days
Twice nights
Stay warm
Lytrell Howard Feb 2015
You’re natural like birds that fly
No weave, no acrylic and nothing in your eye.
Natural beauty.
Nature’s gold you possess in your chest.
Can I trespass onto your private property?
Legs, thighs, hips, soft tantalizing lips and waist
These elements place you at the head of the race.
All I want is the prize.  I want the strawberry moon
That illuminates your cocoon.  Soon as you expose
Your body and face to the world, I want to stand
Next to your powerful figure. I’m yo ***** and
Yo friend, lover and yo psychiatrist, yo scientist plus
Your personal poetic lyricist.  What, you want more?
I’ll be that and some.  Holding your hand for ransom.
I scored.
But nothing ******, I scored like a soccer goalie.
Some once in a lifetime ****.
Can I kiss, can I hold, can I touch your soul?
Can we get from outside where the world is cold?
Move inside warm up with the heat of friction
Rubbing together, moving in unison with heartbeats
Speed the pace and you will lose weight.  Superb curves
Means your profile ain’t straight.  More like
An hour glass shape.  Perfection.
Correction, personified beauty, modern day Helen of Troy
Perfect girl for a boy.  I’ll be your love slave or *** toy.
We can stack chips without the ahoy.  Do you feel me?
Cause I feel ya vibe.
When can you come to my home and meet the tribe?
See, we can, will and shall strive for premeditated goals
That we combined. It’s time intoxicating like moonshine.
Take a sip and swallow, let your mind follow
Drink it right out the bottle.
The divine wine.
Sweat left us both wet and blind to the everyday
Necessary problems we face.  Things we can’t erase
And these dreams in which we chase like cops
In our community.
Lytrell Howard Feb 2015
I stare at this page
Each line is a cage
Restricting my thoughts
Caught and can't change.
To many, it seems weird
To few, it appears
Normal, though we fear
Those that hear
Powerful poetry
Can only visualize
Through unopen eyes
How wise and important
These words I'm reporting.
Love these letters
With passion and pain
And help me escape
These caged lines.
Lytrell Howard Feb 2015
How do I tell someone that I think I love them, when I don’t know them?
Do I compliment their beauty, in which they know they have?
Or do I just simply tell them that I deeply love them?
Is love a word that I shouldn’t use, or is love at first sight appropriate?
Should I tell her that I have a crush on her, and I think of her whenever I can,
During my spare time, I dream of her beauty, or should I just ask for her friendship?
I don’t know how to approach her, but I need to as soon as possible.
If her feelings were mutual, that would be the happiest moment of my life.
Even if she didn’t feel the same way towards me, I would still be happy.
But I need advice, could you help me out please, help is what I need.
I need you, to tell me, how can I, tell you, that I think I love you.
Lytrell Howard Feb 2015
Love, Death, Hate
Eagles, Lions, Bears
Life, Birth, Life
Knowledge, Power, Nonsense
Riches, Ignorance, Animosity
Lust, ***, Love
Hate, ***, Revenge
Pause, Freeze, Nonstop
Motion, Emotion, Suicide
Bullet, Speed, Transportation
Talent, Spirit, Undead
Fly, High, Us
Death, Life, Life
Start, Finish, Continue.
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