No need to address the unknown,
My baby, my lady awaits,
I’ve met many and it’s adding up,
It’s her who has no face,
I mean, the Goddesses I’ve met,
Along with the promises I’ve kept,
Created an experience, one I’ll protect,
Because I learned the value of a woman without having ***,
Captivated by beauty, I’ll give into temptation if you let me,
Fabricated profusely, I’d live in meditation if you left me,
That’s in space, a river of time,
Be aware, my love, share,
A blunt to ease the mind,
Before dinner and red wine,
Define what defines a line,
Is it the curves below your spine,
Or the ones above the waste that are often confined,
Another possible choice could’ve been the lips,
In general I credit the soul that shines beyond the eye for manifesting a figure; a design that express divine the moment sight experience the light from chakras aligned,
A work of art indeed, which is why I believe,
It is the memories that never leave,
The laughter shared by she,
A collective that flipped the W in we,
Experiences with women that reflected me,
Love was a mirror, this picture was clear,
The image was H and E,
In that moment I wondered what silenced the S,
A thought occurred that was defining an ex,
An experience that was temporary but it taught me to confess the conflict within me,
Yes, it is all the above that lead me to believe the woman I love has yet to be seen,
“But what about the one that gave you air?”
The one who taught me how to properly breathe?
She’ll find another, they always do,
“Then you’ll write about how life isn’t fair?”
Wait, what do you mean?
“It is she who removed herself from dream,
That very reason is why you’re able to see,
And yet, it is fear that leads you to the thought of extreme,
You wouldn’t let go if you truly believe,”
That’s hypocritical, you’re the one that constantly scream-
“-I would never talk to you that way, that’s a different energy,
When you avoid a calm state, a void allows a dense vibrations,
I’m sending you love, but some days you’re just not hearing me,
Understand an illusion, understand the situation,
It is you who has concentration on intoxicating thoughts, a manifestation; a generation of an oxidative cause, this hallucination destination is delegating loss,
Basically the oxygen she gave you is decreasing,
Because you’re pulling electrons from iron, an ego,
This compound is why you’re rusting, deceiving,
You are the cause of the effect meho”
So any thought that’s dense is, in theory, harmful to me?
“what I’m saying is, be watchful for I am only love, a parcel of light who’s state of being is harmonious, artful, and free”
Okay okay, I understand that she’s a goddess,
And this is me being modest,
And this love will remain with thee, for this is a promise,
But with that said that is all, anything else would be dishonest,
The woman I’ve grown to love wouldn’t leave me to think,
She wouldn’t remove herself from space,
She may journey across the 7 seas,
She may Indulge in a quest, I mean, who am I to disagree?
And even then she’ll stand with grace,
What is hope in return when there’s an undeniable link,
Look, I’ve lusted for many years,
And it took many years to realize the physical was a distraction,
Because her being on top of me brought a thought to me, “Where’s the satisfaction?”
After this marinated I realized she was just practice,
Then came another, she brought me to passion,
My chest burned to see her smile,
Her happiness became essential after premonition,
I learned life, to evolve her perceptions and vision,
But apart of me feel like she’s only pretending,
We shared many conversations but not once has she asked or passed a topic concerning my ways, how or why I'm living,
Don't get me wrong, this is true love, I will always be there by her side,
I never want our experience to grow distant,
Yet, There’s still no satisfaction, there’s one more thing missing,
So again, she was more practice, because the woman I love will not only create lust and passion but a term that’ll erase the term deficient,
Commitment,
This is something I’ve never experienced,
This is the last stop, because love is a trinity,
Affinity that’s infinity with the traits of divinity,
Femininity with masculinity creating Omnipotence/Omniscience,
They say two is better than one...but I never let separate define me, understand, this wisdom is proficient,
Cognition is needed if you truly want to understand,
Commitment,
This is a merge of two separate realities, two experiences, two conscious beings,
This doesn’t mean that they’re no longer separate, just together in the state of being,
This means whenever I’m in pain, she would feel it to,
It’s a telepathic link, an instant reading,
It’s agreement between two individuals,
To paint a better picture, it’s something like marriage I’m seeing,
See, passion is a connection through dreaming,
Commitment is a connection through being,
The difference is validation, knowing,
The thin line between conscious and unconscious,
Because of who I am, I will always stay true to a promise,
But I’m ready for my Pocahontas,
Many people live for God, and the rest for legacy,
Call me different but I’ve always lived for she, this thought never got ahead of me,
An experience of the love trinity with the woman from the dream,
I hope she comes soon, lately I’ve been losing strength,
I pray that the force send her my way, before the thought of me decay, and I become an expression of words that are sounds from a thought that never solidified to be seen.
