I Dream them....
live them...
I breath them...
For love is all around me..
Even in the fear...
Even in the hate...
love is what I hear..
Call me naive..
Cuz Ive never wrote a love poem
I've only breathed
life into a pen...
That created some thing
Heavenly
inspiration from within
Even if you
can't beleive me...
you will read me...
and know love..
exhale a deeper
meaning..
Cuz theres nothing deeper
then this bottomless pit
That all these lovers
Aimlessly fall in....

What can I do with this mind of mine....smh I'm so lost in this Renaissance....Man...They never called me my name...I place my hand in everything...and never asked for a frame...but I stand a picture...an image...of the Renaissance....that hasn't started to began...Idea...I am just a relative idea...that is never thought about...anymore...I am a Renaissance....Inside of a Man...That is dying to be released...dying to be untamed....But I'm stuck inside of this Man...

"Im looking for calm waters...
For this Storm is perfect"

As her waves crash against me…
I cry..
adding water to her sea…
She surrounds every inch…
I becomes we…
because I have not much to give..
because she already can supply everything for me…
and yet her waves crash against me…
our bodies become rough…
tossing each other around..
and around..
nothing falls out of place..
even as the world turns ..
she hold me in place..
crashing her waves against me…
I desire to be calmed..
I want her to know peace…
but her waves fell so good
when crashing against me…

Ball of yarn
December 15, 2011 at 8:34am
BALL of yarn you're everything i need
everything i need
the only thing I see
ball of yarn you're so much fun
everything I need
you're the only one
Ball of yarn falling down the stairs
everything i need
going everywhere
Ball of yarn unraveling
everything I need
downward traveling
Ball of yarn you've turned in to a string
everything I need
all i have is string...

walks over dry asphalt
in the blistering summer sun
blister on top of blister
skin red and flakey
Heat rashes
are worth it
when momma gives me a dollar
after the white truck says
"Hello"

I want to touch you with my words..
I want to spill myself in verbs...
Creating one sound
About one Noun..
I want these emotions to be heard...
Thought about then felt..
Translated then yelled
I want me to be memories..
Recited scriptures on the tips of your tongue..
I want this to be Fun...
Me explained in dictionaries..
You reviled in song...
I sing of you in rhythm..
This verse...
one untitled song
And you will love it's tune..
Adding power to these feelings
I adverb my love inside...
To many adjectives to describe..
The sight inside my eyes...
I want to create us memories..
Dreams that fall ideas..
Let my words surround you...
Releasing all your fears..
Touching you with every syllable
Accenting every R..
Pronouncing all my Ps and Qs
Our details will be the fuse..
Light the match with your sweet lips
Lets us burn in pages
But our memories and dreams
Are now Ideas
Words thought without a Fear...