Marilyn Monroe at a state of glamourized rest
Face mask, whip that, tired eyes
You lift me high above your head
So patient, so kind
My worst enemy is, is
Me.

Hood pulled over my head
Jobless, hit the ground running
Writers block--procrastinate
Criticize through whiskey eyes
But all I want is to let
Let myself
Worship you.

Rays of unending sunshine
We could articulate our thoughts
Into a colorful dance,
I need to let myself believe
I am more than enough.

My hair never felt so good
To fling and swing
Into the windy city trap house
Lights, but at the end of the day
We are all just a bunch of skeletons
Longing for happiness,
Inner peace
Be with me, be with me.

"You love this song baby"
Drag me away from my own mind
Your presence, love
You are not what I expected.

"Its in your poetry"
My room mate said to me late last night
Soft lips, girl gang
I just wanted you next to me all night
I'm sorry to be such a flurry of colorful streaks
Like my lioness mane,
You said, you uttered
So calmly, so well
Be mine.

Hours without you, time ticking by
I strengthen my soul


I'm so in love with you.