Pianos from the blackness..
Brush the air with melody so abrasive yet placid..
Ink is my drug, the pain released from the words, are pictures for you..
Illustrations ride through my veins, pouring at a speed, sangre..
For white America, blood on my keys, yet that doesn't urge me to stop playing..
I pounce on the first chance to catch a cadence so tyrant..
So eager to show the world how beautiful his ugly is..
Forbidden thoughts might put him behind the devils door..
He calls it passion, you refer to it as insanity..
Maybe once in awhile he does too, but it makes him normal, it makes him get a feel for the less fortunate..
Sights on the green mountains, purple leaves dance above the blue fountains..

Winters Eyes
My demons are beautiful, I can deal with em too// I hope for the seasons of perfection// overcasting the outcast by miles and miles to come// struck by uncertainty, and the split roads that come// a young warrior will arise amongst all that have reigned// to enjoy the sunshine, is to enjoy the rain// to keep your mind full of knowledge, turn off your muscles// no violence cured freedom that wasn't meant// from the shadows we glorified the beauty in black// shock waves sent through the natures strength

Life put me on this earth to conquer and succeed,
Life didn't give me a heads up on all the extras I would fear,
This time capsule I was stuck inside, short on air and had the odds to beat,
All my life I was raised to respect all but fear none,
Pros and cons rang inside my head like the loudest gun,
Bullets were running laps around my brain,
Death, blackness, it all was beautiful To me,
It still is, until you came along, you interfered with my thoughts,
Even when I tried desperately to block your signal, you bulldozed my heart with soul,
Your soul is made of fire and courage,
Your eyes that of a lions, your heart that of a doves,
Your wings broadened my passion for the person inside you,
You live deep, where nobody can get to you,
I reached and reached until you gave a hand,
You gave me an opportunity to prove to myself, to prove to you that I could stand behind you even in the stormiest winds,
My love, I love you, you threw my sin away,
You tore my horns off and gave me wings,
The debt I have with you, I love you

The hardest things, are the easiest things to give up on..
The simplest things, are the hardest things to prioritize..
You let go, I hold on, I let go, and you hold on..
You see, there's a pattern in things that are meant to be..
Whether it's in the dark shadows or in the lightest of em all..
We shine through the rough tides..
We weren't supposed to make it this far..
We were supposed to just get ahead of ourselves, and let life fail us both..
Instead we took life, and strangled it, until it gave is what we deserved..
We are what we deserved, from the moment of our births we were destined to match up..
Two titans clashing with shields and swords..
We dance above the clouds, demanding weather to change..
Black seasons are a moment, but happiness, will never age..
Young old souls caught between the lines of love..
Fight for that one, that one that separates herself from all..
The one that holds morals high, her honesty creates life In other planets..
Doing her life, juggling me and mine, how does she manage..
A thoughtful creature from the beautiful depths of the sea..
A black magic woman, with skin tone that'll cure any disease..

Black Seasons...

You blossomed in the most evil soil of em all..
Earth, that's what this horrible place is called...
A flower no seed could birth, a memory no entity could reverse...
I'm In love with the way you embark on your journeys...
You set sail so fierce, ride the waves of life with no protection...
You walk by, the world turns...
Breaks it's neck, at attempt for your attention...
You pay no mind, your eyes tell all...
I could see glim, heart and soul, but pain most of all...
I think that's why I love your heart...
My pain matches yours...
The agony felt good this time, every time...
I'm stuck with demons that choose to be beautiful...
Disguise is the number one form of evil...
I cross this bridge from time to time, dark tends to test me at my lightest...
Skin bruised with struggle and black...
My soul sometimes belongs to him...
I steal it back every night, hoping he'll get tired, but it's me who gives up...
It's me who drops to both knees, and In the moment of living nightmares, beg for ease...
Every crack of the whip drives a new brain cell...
Only mine can't steer, He takes advantage of my weaker me..
When the moon is at it's highest, I sweat and tense in the thought of his presence...
It's been rougher than usual, nights are longer, and the nightmares last...
I'm at a point where giving in seems logical..
I don't understand what I've done, what I've done to receive such evil..
Such heart attack to the soul..
I realized, it was you he fears..
He acts out because he knows your close..
My angel has been sent, this woman everyone dreams of, has been a reality for me...
You brought hope to my attitude, you dug me out of that deep hole, you, you are my guardian..
Your my wings, your my getaway from life..
Your my gateway to that same time..
My beautiful angel,

Ocean...
Deep and unexplored to the fullest...
Your that racket in my head I can't get out, foolish...
We mess around, wishing we could make *** a reality...
But In reality, the realness of our vibe turns fable into fact...
In fact, it's only your ocean that keeps me in tact...
Rhyming words is easy, but structuring words about you is the most complex...
Things form in my mind I cannot explain...
Something like the deep dark monsters that ponder at the bottom...
Your coral reef cuts deep, I still choose to walk, even when love blisters my feet...
Ocean...
Repeat, repetitive times you tell me you love me...
Your waves of effort connect with my heart ever so electric...
Eel at the surface of the water, creep, creep, you watch as I make my way towards you...
Knowing I might fall on my face...
I continue the steps because I have faith you'll catch me...
With no glove, you still manage to protect me...
Raw as un-cooked gets, firing soul through each other's anatomy...
Head to your toe, I admire...
Ocean...the only thing that has me drowning...
Your the definition of my holes...
The same answer that filled them up

'Big Things For Granted, Small Things Enchanted'

I love the small lakes over the deep ocean...
The way she moves like placid, so swift but passive...
So raw and real, the only thing you could describe as real...
She, had a way to her walk, a rhythm of her smile...
Those lips trapped my heart in the meanwhile...
I stayed hesitant, being reminded of all the other times I was hurt...
But with her, there was truth in her eyes, she wore her soul on her sleeves...
Never was there a girl who could understand my grieve...
You took the time to learn my ways, understood my movements and why I protected with blaze...
You found me in the pit of hell, reminded me there is light outside...
You re-introduced me into the moon and stars...
Pointed to the beauty, and brought blood to my heart...
With every vein working harder than the next, my lines pump for your attention, demanding respect...
Though you gave it from the get, this thing that felt like death was neglect...
You know my secrets, my past and preaches...
My words inspired by your attitude, the way you attack life with such force...
A frame so small, creating such a mass...
You made me appreciate the small things at last...
Yes oceans are dangerous, but deep and beautiful...
I learned to invite you to my lake, together our waves clash forming something heavier than tsunami waves...
Earthquake plates and fault lines awake...
Shook our lives in such a way we did not wait...
Left no time for discussion, our lips touched, our minds opened...
Big things for granted cause the small things matter...
Small things enchanted cause the big things don't matter...
I love you my butter fly, give me wings in our next life

Two wrongs, one (write)...
Two wings, one flight...
Two artists split words together so heavily, they could bring down the heavenly...
Two pens, one ink...
One paper, two speak...
Two brains, but together as one we think...
Two souls, one emotion...
Four legs, one motion...
Two revolutionist, as one we lead the pack...
Two hearts, meant to only attract...
Two sets of eyes, as one we see...
Two searchers, as one we seek...
Sunken treasure, in the pacific so deep...
Traveling the waves, the membranes believe...
Two minds, as one we fix thee...
Problems cut rarely, but as one we bleed...
Two wrongs one (write)...
Together, we sketch the night...
The moon is our home, sky's not the limit...
We control the rain clouds, precipitation forbidden...
Two, drenched in water, from above...
As one, we (write), to prove, what's become...
Love...

Who we are...
Probably at one point or another, we were two doves set out to pair up forever//
At one point or another, we were probably right and left, can't do without the other//
Probably at one point or another, we set sail to the uncharted//
At one point or another, we probably were butterflies...reincarnated//
Probably at one point or another, we were two rain drops, hit the pavement at the same speed//
At one point or another, we probably were angels, flying at each other's hearts for seize//
So when probably becomes for sure, I promise to meet you wherever you wish to endure//
Now things are forever, two means one, we created that definition with not no one//
Selfish with the way we share our love, not some, but enough to feel numb//
A whole lot of brain connection, a whole lot of soul reception//
Receiving means no more than giving, but to you my love, I offer my living//
Who we are...
Two heart beats turned to one, one single vein pumping to the lungs//

Describe Vibe...

That feeling you get when two worlds collide// four hands eating off of one single plate// she reminds him of the most beautiful horizon on a overcast but still sunny day// almost as if super powers of hers came in to play// he rewinds every single thing she says, his brain so intertwined with her lines// their *** so powerful, eager to touch flesh// him cringing at every moment he gets to see her naked in bed// appreciating every aspect of her anatomy, curves to die for and he'll sacrifice for her breathe to keep flowing// love is in the air, but while both mouths shut, somehow life found it's way from despair// hopeless distance but the gaps close constantly// she asked do you love me? He replied obviously// love is thick, like the grooves of her hair// curly and uncertain how to act when his hands touch up there// pulling with every muscle, he reminds her she's his// possession is a mainstream thing, and somehow underground they remained//

Describe Vibe...

That thing you get when two souls guess on the same emotion...// knowing each other's step before their feet get to sloping// she got that medicine, unheard of, so potent// poisonous but yet he continues to smoke it, when she releases vapor of liberation// dreaming of the same revolution, they march as one to solutions// solving every problem, like the world never had em// creating memories of orchids in the front yard....// beautiful children in the grass singing along// organizing records, and playing the same song// love is through the roof, we made it the top//

Souful Love..
The way I touch the records when they cry for attention..the needle skips but the sound keeps it's proper etiquette..illusions that we were spreading love songs through the high wheat grass..imprinting the outlines of our bodies as one..as one we sought out to take the world by the speakers..love with the beautiful noise put here to bleed out happiness..from the ghettos the music arose like vapors below..the rise of heart and soul began the revolution..soulful love