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Key Sep 2016
You took my hand and there it was; I saw it with my own eyes. Higher than the satellites, your touch sparked our vision, sparked our bond. I watched the electricity flow from your end to mine. It was a tiny universe, about as wide as our faces and as long as my gaze was from yours. Time stood frozen for half a second. Through our connection, through our touch, through our gaze, through that half a second, I witnessed our lives intertwined and how beautiful it was going to be. You questioned me, "What’s wrong?” I responded, “Nothing has ever been more wrong since I met you, but that’s the thing. You are my wrong right choice. You are the energy I’ve touched before and in such wrong versions of you and me, it’s never been such a right choice. Touch my hand and gaze with me again.”
— Excerpt from a book I will write
it's not in poem format but there's poetry here. It's a work I literally felt inside of me, not sure for somebody, but I want to share with the world it a little of what goes on in my mind, the fantasy world I do live in
Key Dec 2015
To the future I don't know
Toast to the stars.
It's written in our destiny
Whether we know it or not
It can be predicted
But there are exploding stars
Making you unprepared for the unexpected
Anything goes, but for you I know it won't
The universe listens and feeds us
What we desire and don't
Your energy fills the galaxy
Therefore it gives back, of course with time
So just give yourself away
Its so much harder to fight than to let go
Slow down and that shove will be a light push
Don't force it, it will happen.

To the past we once knew
Tilt my glass to the homies who ain't make it through
A rose was planted for you
To my surprise it grew.
Underneath all that concrete
Those roots, yeah, they run deep
To the haters who wanted sleep
Shut up, I don't want to hear ish, not a peep
This is my time, and all of it I intend to keep
My energy has traveled the universe
In these red chucks, I mean converse
Just for me to end back with you
Giving myself to you, feeling myself inside you.
No, it wasn't forced
****, I don't even know the source
But now I'm trying to figure out what course
To take
Should I give myself away
Or fight it, like Rocky
No I'm not trying to be cocky
But I know you want me.
When we kiss, starz explode
But my destiny is trying to unfold
Its not my intentions to be a ****
This life is just nothing we can predict
Whatever happens, happens is the verdict!

— The End —