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sofia Mar 2018
I don't want you to be subtle anymore
Those little hints you give
Those quick glances of approval
How your hand accidentally brushes against mine
How you avert your eyes when I notice you staring
The touch of your hand upon my arm as you laugh at my jokes
Those little side comments that imply more than what was said
I want all of you
Stop holding back
Grab my hand and hold it with all of your might
Laugh with all of the oxygen your lungs will provide you with
Openly admire me with those dark analytical eyes
Speak the first nonsense that may enter your mind
Don't be afraid of the stupid walls and guidelines society has built
Let down your guard
Dispel your fear
I plead for you
To finally let your passion mirror that of mine
And let our flames burn in synchrony
And let this loving without restraint
Take it's own course
Kwamé Mar 2018
We only smoke at night
Why?
She says,
Curiosity killed the cat,
Be patient or cut me loose.
Ash falls from the blunt
Hanging from my lips
I forgot to pass it
She takes a hit
Her chest puffs and her eyes water
She begins to cough and sputter
U been holding it in way too long
Let it out
And she says
Are you gonna let me down?
Ivan Brooks Sr Feb 2018
The acquisition of the prayer blunt
Is the pathway to some solution
A puffed takes you up the mount
Another brings out the benediction.
After a while, you begin to wonder
If things fell below your expectation
Not until you laughed at some blunder,
And start to fall short of the rotation.
Then it'll dawn on you that the blunt
Was truly the source of your happiness,
And that all your worries were now fun
Unbeknownst to you, your royal highness
Is now officially looking down from space.
Where you've been for a little while now
Occupying a throne in that special place.
Where your mood put out a cool green show
Where your revamped taste buds discovered
How good everything suddenly tastes.
A place where your hidden senses gets uncovered
And stump out the clip of your **** beneath the shades.

IB-Poetry
2/11/2018
It's on when everything gets better.
and holy moly,
i don't like swearing,
but you've got me saying
fucckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
cause i like you.
-WRR
I like running my little fingers
against the sides of your head
where I can feel the bits
of the forehead sweat
you claim to be the
effects of stress.

And I like the way you
move your hands
around my chest
to my little,
mountain *******.

And I would tear
a too-cool-for-school,
city slicker vest off of you.

It's true
you're my addiction,
my highest fixation.
Oh, I don't need vindication
cause I have no regrets.

You're kissing up on my neck.
Slow steps.
I can't even hold my breath,
but you've got me speechless.

And some girls like the boys
who steal the show in an
overworn muscle tee.
But as for me, I like my boys
a little more preppy.

So let's pour some
wine and whiskey.
You got me frisky
as you walk my way.

Stay. Come over to my place.
Claim that bed like I've let you
take my body.

No stopping.
Heart throbbing.
I
want
you.
-WRR
You got brown eyes,
freckles,
thin thighs,
but I wouldn't change you for the world.

You're a lost girl.
Say you're finding yourself girl,
but we all know the more you search,
the more you come back to me.

In our little town they all know,
who will stay and who will go.
You will always come home to me.
-WRR
I'd marry you tomorrow.
I'm not even kidding.
Like if you said,
"Let's go. Let's do this,"
I would be 100% down.

We haven't known each other
very long, six months-ish.

We haven't explored each other
like a ship sailing every
nook and cranny
of every ocean and sea,
but I've seen enough.

You are the best thing that isn't even mine.
And in time, I hope to make that statement a lie.

I want you to be the best thing that is mine.
And I, want to be the best thing that is yours.
I think we're on our way, even without
a perfect, smooth sailing.

So, you could say I'm shipping us,
a one-true-pair.
We'd go up the ark together,
and I think Noah would agree,
two-by-two, you and I would be
the two that he'd expect to see
pairing up.

I'd marry you tomorrow.
I'm not even kidding.
Like if you said,
"Let's go. Let's do this,"
I would be 100% down.
-WRR
I feel like a work of art
As I face this L
Leg cocked out the window
Thinking, what the hell?
All this negativity in life I can't even feel
Cause when I got this tree
I feel so light, so free
One puff, a whistle
Two puffs, a caged bird sings
Halfway through
Can you imagine me?
Thinking I'm soooooo fine
iPhone photo shoot please!
When I get up there, I am too numb to think
Had writing turns to ****
Miss Ava takes over
She loves everything
She has a cute little condo
Right behind my ribs in my chest
This girl think she knows best
When the THC slows Brandon down
blood pressure lowers
Ava starts to pound
Kiss & hugs, more love ooouuuu
She even woke Miss Kitty too
Hot. Bothered. ***** Asf
My body's a symphony
No need to **** up
But when the sound hits the ears too rough
Brandon wake up & says that's enough!
Miss Kitty back to bed
Ava stay out of her head
Now that we're through
Let's go get some food
3 feeling & A blunt
I only have 3 moods
Poem 3— Self Preservation
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