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Vincent Feb 2020
Searching for you


I took a train to Indiana
and ended up in New Orleans
(Yes,) I took a train to Indiana
but ended up in new Orleans

Met a Girl in New York City
she was all over me
Met a Girl in New York City
and took her back home with me

Now Lucy from Havana
Mary from Bronx
Lesly smoking MJ's
tells me what she want's ..
(I do it right)

I took a plane to Indiana
ended up in New Orleans.
Yes, I took a plane to Indiana
and ended up in new Orleans

Now someone please help me
and show what to do
I need a little something
and sister im looking at you

Met a Girl from New York City
she was all over me
Met a Girl from New York City
and took her back home with me

I took a train to Indiana
and ended up in New Orleans
(Yes,) I took a train to Indiana
but ended up in new Orleans

Now Lucy from Havana
Mary from Bronx
Lesly smoking MJ's
tells me what she want's ..
(I do it right sister)

fade ...

took a train to Indiana
and ended up in New Orleans
(Yes,) I took a train to Indiana
but ended up in new Orleans

fade ...
Vincent Aug 2016
Can’t help but think
you spit too much
and every word
is not ****.
And the world
is brimming with girls
that are not so hot.
(Get over it dude.)
And beer is strong,
and **** is too.
And waking up in *****
aint cool so
(and I beat you a pool too)
Being a man
takes more than fighting and *******
and stories of fishing.

So you take a leak.
I  light a cigar.
And the hot girl winks you
from behind the bar
and then
I realise now - the haunting truth
What i miss the most
Is my youth.
  Jul 2016 Vincent
Darrel Weeks
Boy
Take this boy
Holes in his shoes
Holes in his clothes
Hand me down rags

Greed turned this boy to man

Take this man
Gold in his hands
Diamonds in his hair
Destruction in his soul

Death turned this man to ashes

Take these ashes
Fluid on a wind
Lost without all
Nothing that will be missed

Time turned these ashes to memory

Memory of a boy
Hope reflects upon his ***** face
corruption cleans the dirt
And leaves the monster
Vincent Jun 2016
You know when the sun shines through the garden window
And you are set there near me and the bright light vibrates the
atoms of your tights – I feel delight.

When in bed and my bodies useless but for sleeping,
and no good even for talking
And you wrapped those arms around me
and I feel your heart beating
And this extra treat – sure feels like a delight.

And when the Universe is out to play
And still as rock we lay,
between the graves
Just to see the view – me next to you
And one day
the world will pass this way.
Vincent Mar 2016
Oh Maisie:
Your magic and my delight!
whish the sun would be,
and it would be tonight.

And the flowers I will bring you,
the jewels and the gems,
the Silver and gold,
A world without end.

Dear Robert:
You’re lost at sea, I can see:
You’re love comes from lust
And not from me.

Love is not lust.
And is nothing to me:
Love is my need
When you sleep with me.

So Maisie
Oh maybe, I read you so wrong!
Last night you cried
when I sung you that song
Cowboys and treasures,
a measure of love:
The words from the stars
From the heavens above

Oh Robert,
Dear Robert, the news is this:
A chance to touch, feel and
Caress - would be bliss.
Undress me and taste me,
the syrup of love.
The sweetness, completeness,
Is more than you deserve

See you tonight.
  Jan 2016 Vincent
Corona Harris
Please O' Lord
Don't let this consume me
This burning urge to do injustices
To violate her sheets
To desecrate her temple
God Almighty
What a beautiful temple you've made
Carved to perfection, it entices me
How can I resist this temptation?
She is my every craving
Tell me Dear Lord
Is it wrong for me to admire your art?
To gaze upon the bareness of her walls
Feel the thickness in her stature
And if So...
forgive me Father
For I can no longer restrain my hands
My tongue can't stay in its cage
My body can not be with out hers
She must be consumed by me
By My lust
~Corona Harris~
Vincent Jan 2016
Drunk

NYC, 7 Ave, 1 Jan.
Barkeep: “You and her, get the hell out!”

    ~ x ~
    
So drunk you say,
as we lean in together
in the door way,
to escape this lousy wind.
    
So the police pass
and you *** on the floor
and laugh
while I eat your food.

And so we leave
holding hands and
like lovers we kiss,
(while the bus waits).

We ride the streets
to your home.
And I remove your clothes
Rub your feet,
kiss your cheek.

And the promise
Never came.
Was never asked for
(Too old to *****)
Besides a loving hold
in your arms
makes a soul
a better place.
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