May 2018
I am indebted,
to her like a samurai,
that’s why she is my girl,
and I am her guy,
she is my Mermaid,
and I am her slave,
so I always come second,
because she is first place,
at worst case,
I knew she’d get me with the right hook,
because I’m a sucker for good words,
almost as much as I’m a sucker for good looks,
I took,
the bait hook line and sinker **** it,
she got me with the right hook,
even though she’s left handed,
we take nothing for granted,
I give her the ground where I’m standing,
total opposites that’s why we fit together,
every moment spontaneous no planning,
see existence exists in every instant,
an instance of this is the existential bliss,
that her and I have when we unite,
and our unity is sealed with a kiss,
like a rose I suppose,
which is a reference,
Seal, kiss, rose,
now do you get it,
see there are similarities in my similes,
and metamorphosis in my metaphors,
and no I’m not **** about my analogies,
or allergic to verses so there’s always more in store,
topic always hot like that shop at the mall,
that’s us when we’re on fire like a phoenix,
see she saved me after I’d been crucified and burned,
not by Romans but by romance so I owe her my soul like Jesus,
I mean this,
she made spoken art light up from my broken heart of darkness,
broke apart then lit the spark so call us Spontaneous Combustion,
because when we’re together no matter whatever everything’s better,
and we light up the sky like lightening bolts see she’s where I put my trust in,
never rusting,
her mom died so on Mother’s Day we went to the beach,
where she protected me from myself and I protected her from the wind,
see we lived life grateful for every moment,
because we all know we’re all gonna go we just don’t know when,
well one day you’ll be gone and your love will be gone,
because we all get lost and then get gone like the wind,
see this is real love no counterfeit,
this is both generous and genuine all real no pretend,
when,
with here I feel found,
my lullaby for restless nights,
is the heart in her chest and the sound it makes when it pounds,
I am,
indebted,
to her like a samurai,
that’s why she is my girl,
and I am her guy…
∆ LaLux ∆
free book available worldwide here:
www.scribd.com/document/367036005
to her like a samurai,
that’s why she is my girl,
and I am her guy,
she is my Mermaid,
and I am her slave,
so I always come second,
because she is first place,
at worst case,
I knew she’d get me with the right hook,
because I’m a sucker for good words,
almost as much as I’m a sucker for good looks,
I took,
the bait hook line and sinker **** it,
she got me with the right hook,
even though she’s left handed,
we take nothing for granted,
I give her the ground where I’m standing,
total opposites that’s why we fit together,
every moment spontaneous no planning,
see existence exists in every instant,
an instance of this is the existential bliss,
that her and I have when we unite,
and our unity is sealed with a kiss,
like a rose I suppose,
which is a reference,
Seal, kiss, rose,
now do you get it,
see there are similarities in my similes,
and metamorphosis in my metaphors,
and no I’m not **** about my analogies,
or allergic to verses so there’s always more in store,
topic always hot like that shop at the mall,
that’s us when we’re on fire like a phoenix,
see she saved me after I’d been crucified and burned,
not by Romans but by romance so I owe her my soul like Jesus,
I mean this,
she made spoken art light up from my broken heart of darkness,
broke apart then lit the spark so call us Spontaneous Combustion,
because when we’re together no matter whatever everything’s better,
and we light up the sky like lightening bolts see she’s where I put my trust in,
never rusting,
her mom died so on Mother’s Day we went to the beach,
where she protected me from myself and I protected her from the wind,
see we lived life grateful for every moment,
because we all know we’re all gonna go we just don’t know when,
well one day you’ll be gone and your love will be gone,
because we all get lost and then get gone like the wind,
see this is real love no counterfeit,
this is both generous and genuine all real no pretend,
when,
with here I feel found,
my lullaby for restless nights,
is the heart in her chest and the sound it makes when it pounds,
I am,
indebted,
to her like a samurai,
that’s why she is my girl,
and I am her guy…
∆ LaLux ∆
free book available worldwide here:
www.scribd.com/document/367036005
