it's a pleasure to see
the way you move
when your bones can't settle
because running through them
is the pulse of music, the dance of life
it's a pleasure to watch you
lose yourself in what you love
to see you know the words to every song
and be so nonchalant
as if you don't hold all the magic in the world
it's a pleasure to see you be passionate
when the fire burns in your soul
and you are starry-eyed all of a sudden
as you speak about what you love,
and you climb every mountain
to do what you find comfort in
it's a pleasure to feel the way you love
your heart is open in every edge
and you would give it to anyone if you could

it's a pleasure to see you be
for you are a wonder in every sense

I learned to crawl on basslines,
And learned to walk on the back beat,
I learned to read when i heard 4 or 5 bars
Delievered through the microphone.
And i learned how to dance when a DJ started scratching the records.
In other words, music is in my DNA
I'm a proud soul child and I'll gladly throw that flag on display.

There's so much about music that's strange and unique but,
There's always one thing thats constant.. the beat.
The heart of music that you can feel from the darkest ghettos and projects. All the way to the urban sprawl that is our cities.
The beat.

If you go slow, you'll feel
How my body reacts
To your gentle touches.

If you close your eyes,
You'll feel my back arch
And the shivers on my skin.

My moans are softer,
But even more desperate.
I beg for more tenderness.

Fast is physically good
For you, but gentle
Is emotional for me.

If sleep is the cousin of death then all of your dreams must reside on your breath
But death is as constant as the rain
So Like a lions mane wear your dead dreams sewn together proudly like a grass skirt in a luau in Maui

I see, and i know that no one is perfect but was jeopardizing our entire way of life worth it? I know i just discussed dreams earlier on in this piece but please allow me to indulge and talk about this elephant in the room.

Why is it that you thought that a man who is of African descent and a woman would lead us to our doom?
See, like Kennedy a lot of us had dreams of going to the moon and making a difference in the world more impactful than taking off the rest of the day at high noon,
Soon he'll be in office and i can't change that but let's face facts
We stood by and allowed your ignorance an audience we built your hate filled echo chamber that is certain parts of the information superhighway internet

O-******? Classless? Slime? January 20th the end of an error?

We all saw the comments on all the news pages and while those despicable words enraged us we know free speech is a part of what made this country
We have to take the good with the bad but, i do have one request.

Don't expect me to give him a chance as he panned and pranced all over the people who built this country off of our ancestors backs...
Don't expect me to not take him to task lyrically because maybe it'll be all that i have.

He. Is not. A president.

So like i said, sleep is the cousin of death.
But wake up friends...wake up for the mistakes we have to correct...

A Little Bad & A Lot of Good

Sometimes it takes a little bad to get a lot of good,

she wore no *******,
didn’t notice till we were already laying down,
Netflix and Chill,
it is real,

not a rumor,
it’s all real,
and as cliche as this sounds,
there’s nothing wrong with cliche,

live your life,
love your life,
live your love,
love alive,

sometimes it takes a little bad to get a lot of good,

or so They say,
or so I say,
I am They,
be it as it may,

be us as we are,
see these scars,
they made me who I am,
both tender and hard,

pardon the reference,
there is no difference,
between you and me,
other than the infinite space of Everything,

sometimes it takes a little bad to get a lot of good,

this is one of those random pieces,
without a subject or a pretense,
this is not about a place or person,
this is not about an emotion or an event,

this is just about expression,
in it’s purest form,
my belt is still unbuckled,
I am shirtless in bed with her,

she still wears no *******,
I still have no filter,
still writing everything,
as real and raw as ever,

because sometimes it takes a little bad to get a lot of good…

∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆

www.amazon.com/Aaron-La-Lux/e/B00ODPJAOK

Dark and nostalgic,
like a cold atmosphere of night.
Brighter as glitters,
like the stars up in the sky.
                    Just like you,
beautiful and mesmerizing,
as i could see is your face.
Sweet and minuscule,
as i see my world inside your eyes.
It's pretty amusing,
like my aspiration and strange fascination
that i would like to reiterate
                       to you.
I can keep myself silent
but it's deafening like
deep inside my heart,
it shouts and bellows
that it'll make perfect,
                   to be with you.
You can be hard and fierce.
rough and rugged.
And if your love takes torture,
i can be mellower as what i see in your heart.
Passionate and reckless,
like obnoxious things.
but i can take it easy and simple.
it won't be hard.
It doesn't get any better than you.

They say love is universal emotion but I differ
It is just a passionate response to love from her
It is a question of love , beauty has to answer
Being staunch supporter of love I have to aver

My sweetheart wants my eyes as eternal abode
My heart is desirous to take her just on its road
My love I am romantic poet and you are my ode
Love is under load and beauty blooms with code

A state of intense feelings takes me to her charms
My glowing sweetheart let me take you in arms
I see your beauty all around in all beautiful forms
Allow my sweetheart to love with its own norms

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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