I may have looked away in a moment of weakness
The bells and whistles in that app caught My eye
Never ever will I trade the love I have with You
For some shizzle on My nizzle on the fly

I can’t wait to get back home tonight
I can’t wait to get back home
I can’t wait to get back home tonight

Last Sunday after church in the part where everybody hugs
Prophet Kayla got real close to walking a thin fine line
There was a time when I would be the big dog
But now Your Luv fits like a glove and makes My heart shine

I can’t wait to get back home tonight
I can’t wait to get back home
I can’t wait to get back home tonight

Census is taken to say who is what and who is where
Other side says this type of tagging by race, *** and locale is over
I think I get why the rub is set for the mirror’s glare
Points taken are bold when random logic runs for cover

Careless counts of dispossessed use a simple sample and a smatter
Don’t leave the car, drive thru and watch them scatter
Insulateds say amongst themselves ‘ it can’t be that bad ’
It is much worse than that.  It is sad

This did not start out to rant or rave
Thoughts of nothing are often the best to save
A small chip here, a small dab over there
Hope, stay woke, hold the holographic horizon
for the next flame that flares

Well, here it is
It’s nighttime again

It was a beautiful day in paradise
And it went way too fast
The air was nice, the breeze was soft
I hated to see this day past

My issue is not the flashing and showing
It is the speed of the coming and going

With the right power I would make the Sun go West to East
For the second time in its life it would obey Me
Joshua made the Sun stop, didn’t he ?

In My Solitude She sang as if She understood
And She knew the right tune
When I get started on Brother Sun
She will handle Sister Moon

The cool breeze of evening ease pushes gently
Against the tops of the straining trees
My heart stops as the remnants of sunlight drops
Behind the very last of red Spanish tiles that smile

It’s getting dark.  Here is the start of another night
In My druthers, there would be many more hours of marvelous light

Met, We have in dimensions beyond these three
In all Our exchanges, I can tell Your heart is free
Your feeling, Your wisdom, Your tender touches of thought
Will always be treasured whether We meet or nought
When least expected, nothing left to laugh at or say
YOU, My Friend For Life remembered My birthday
Once was enough.  I was truly stunned
That You so far away, with no investment, time or otherwise
Took the time to be gracious to Me and Your thoughtful act brought a smile to My eyes

Some day, somewhere, somehow, We may get skin to skin
If that happens, then for both of Us, new horizons begin
In My bereavement, I am in such a lost state
My finances, My nerves, My sleep,
My ***** clothes and You have to wait
If the meme was physical beauty,
I would crawl over cut glass to get to You
BUT A day without tears is the next item on My List To Do

I do have one sharp pin to push in to a deeper depth
Why would You add that last, leery, lunging line about wealth, Eh ?
Over X number of years,
We have talked in a comfortable, smooth, flow and ebb
Have I ever given the impression
I was drilling for $$$ on the interweb, Eh ?
Do You see Me as so shallow that I would court You or anyone else because they had means, Eh ?

The answer is ' no ' regarding means or I would not be sitting here po’, broke and overly distraught with a few pennies in My jeans



If You speak truth and that statement was just an aside
Keep Your money, remain alone and certainly nurture Your pride
While money can't buy Love and very often resents it
There is no reason for You to be alone because
Love can always be rented

The best true Love starts as We did - Friends - I will admit that
I will not promise You a golden roaring Lion and deliver a bane of a regular grey alley cat

Here is something You don't know about Me
that will remain true to the end
When I make a commitment, I am there thru thick and thin
all day, every day and never a slip

You could be the One, the Lover Of My Life.  Never refusing Me, never abusing Me, Never leaving Me alone
I am loaded with stories, some failures, some glories, and nothing else I own
As I look around the bend, in the near distance - the end, I am currently a heart broken Love due to loss
I could never hurt You with the wild, wretching, wicked emotional ride of You watching Me when I am ready to cross

IF Life sends Me another Love, Yes, You are right –
there is no judgment on My keyring
Greater than that - Number 1 in My book –
is Unconditional Love. That's what I bring

Built on the Angel wings of propriety,
the fantasy is always better than the reality

I, a purple plant decided to grow in these digs
Between the gorgeous, green, grass growth of sprigs
I don’t need a My name and I don’t really care
The need to live and sing out loud is in the air
The soil is right and there is Sun to spoil
So I decided to add My color palette which is purple royal
I hope You can see My tiny sprouting flowers
We bask and pray and sit silently for hours
It’s hot. It’s dry. Yet I can feel My place
In Praise there is beauty for this time and space
I am growing low and close to the ground
I give tiny crawling creatures a place to be found
Mornings are great and I look up to cerulean blue
My face gets washed with sweet sincere morning dew
Look at that Sun blaring and glaring with vitamin D
I invite You to Stop by, inspect My parts and enjoy Me
I am living proof of Love in purple rays
No past, no present, just more tomorrow days
I don’t complain, I don’t look back
Daily, Mother Earth provides whatever I lack
Wow, there is the rumble of a big, huge, gargantuan loud truck
And someone in this neighborhood has a quacking duck
Here comes Tex the Wonder Dog on his morning walk
I would like to say ‘ hello ’ but I can’t talk
So I send him good feelings and a light purple kiss
Then wait and relax for the next passerby. This is pure bliss
Hey birdie can You see Me from up there ?
Or are You too busy flapping Your wings to stay in the air
Thank You Source Energy for all You give Me
It is great growing, glowing, feeling and living free

I’m not the easiest person you could ever get to know
It’s hard for me to let my feeling show
Seriously rowing toward a lifetime shore
My Nadia accepted me as I am and unlocked that door
It would be nice to find another love for the rest of my life
But I don’t care. It may not happen. Nadia was the best of my life
Since her transition, I am moving at a sullen, strange, slow motion clip
Wayward, dazed and confused on a moonless night like a lost, unmoored ship
It happened - I wrote the dread of the last call by phone
It happened - I wrote the dread of solo sunrises alone
I have lost track of the daze
Absolut ***** should make a special infused flavor called Purple Praise
It could be a substitute drink for the cigs that shortened My Nadia’s days
A man of My word I am with nothing left to bend
My commitments last past the test of time with no end
I’ve taken a hit, below the belt followed by an unfair body blow
For good measure, the cruel life mambo continued with an upper cut combo
I see the nice female buffet of style, culture, texture, warmth, smiles, language, smarts, money, eyeing and sighing
I am too busy trying to stop crying

There is the thought of sharing another man’s wife
Then if love is lost the pain is shared with another man’s life
There goes a beautiful curvy sweater with great Coco pearls
and a Paris cut coat with a cowl collar swoop
I see the strong yet supple Italian craft on those jodhpurs
- designed to elongate knee high boots
Nice New York coat with the seven times spun silk London scarf
Yes, you wear it well.  The Universe knows how to give the female form
a slippery sweet divine spark
My eyes should synapse to my brain and should be fantasy inspired
Maybe never again, my soul is weary, my spirit is tired
Someone, Aleph Bet - - please ask them to sit down or
at least move over 500 feet out of my view
They are blocking me from seeing My Nadia send me another
personalized sunset marked
‘ just for you ’

Loving flowers in the newness of the morning
Is a true visit from the heart with the Creator
Beauty is clothed to help inspire the naked eye
My guess is God intended the light to help our sight
Nature is keen to be seen and happy to broadcast on the fly
Your huge broad smile of life is a bright spark to everything under the Sun
Because You honor the Peace and the Love in everyone