tonight I will bleed out the defintion between us
tonight I will leak like the ocean in between every grain of sand
tonight I will break my body in all the pieces

tommorow I will leave you
tommorow I will make every vertabra in your back shake
tommorow I will sweep you into my mind
and drench you out thinking about my sleepless night

yesterday I held you
yesterday I blushed when you came to kiss my cheek
yesterday I listened to your heart sing under your skin
yesterday I felt you in my stomach
yesterday you were my favorite song played by the ancestors
of all the greatest composers
yesterday you were the art of my life
and the cleanliness in my heart
yesterday I invisioned a picture of you and me
and a small soul between us, a painted mixture of you and I
yesterday you were the bone in my fingers
that helped me write soft things

now your the rapture in my heart
and the fire burning my wings

Standing here on the edge of this LOFTY CLIFF,   Simply Admiring the "HANDY-WORK" of GOD...   I was Listening to  the Hundreds of Thoughts  "DANCING" thru my mind,  sort of like a Scroll,  so I could  "BACK-TRACK" and consider for  "REVIEW" that which had passed  .    AND..with tears in my eyes  as I thought of all those in NEED,,....  Why not create a NEW-KIND  OF COMPANY,,"made-up" OF  all  kinds of skills ! !                                SO MY *MIND  INVISIONED A  COMPANY , that needed  people  with the following  *SKILLS = ( #1)= A person needed with melodies Racing thru his MIND ,so that couldn't help but "NAUTCH"  from office to office....  (#2)=  A person who wakes  "MOOING"  AND  knows how to use "Neats-Foot-Oil" ...    (#3)= A person to screen all Previous "POLITICIANS"  for their "NAVVIES" *skills....  (#4)= A person  with the ability to teach "LAPIDITY"  to others, so we could  "CUT-DOWN" on use of copy machine...   (#5)= A person to be Director of our Company "PLAY" { party}. Titled  "RETURN OF  CONE-HEADS"  and make sure the  "OBCONIC"  attraction is in a "FULL-POWER"  Position....            These first FIVE ,the company is in  "NEED-OF" pronto ! !_  My thoughts  ,were now  directed to the  "NON-STOP" ringing  of the *APPLICANTS SEEKING JOBS PHONES"  __WOW.....  I'd Better HURRY back to the "CLIFF-EDGE" ..     There Must be THOUSANDS    Seeking to Get these jobs! !   "GOSH"--I BETTER COME -UP with some *NEW-DEPARTMENTS    --- ( let me know if *Y O U * have any Ideas for *NEW-KIND of Jobs!    "I CAN GET BY WITH A "LITTLE" HELP FROM MY FRIENDS"   DO YOU?__HAVE  OPENING TIME FOR FRIENDS  ???

By Arcassin Burnham


Won't you take it off baby,
Don't you rush baby,
Match each others auras,
Come combine with me baby,
Won't you take it off baby,
Vibe with me baby,
reach inside each other,
While our hearts are still beating,
take it off baby,
Won't you take it off baby,
I don't want to degrade ya,
Wanna call you my lady,
Let's go somewhere private.

Girl we've been planning for weeks,
I been with you almost a year,
You're blowing my mind everytime you
reply,
But I'm cutting off all of my peers,
Love when you display your kisses,
Carrying yourself like Hungarians,
Glad to be calling my misses while talking to you,
Misses by your hungry man,
Hungry for your love and touch,
You know I can't really get enough,
The sweetest of sweets like a swisher, your
chaining my heart with gold diamond cuffs,
When Heaven created love,
Baby they had you in mind,
I want every fiber of your being in this world , I'm glad to say your mine,

Won't you take it off baby,
Don't you rush baby,
Match each others auras,
Come combine with me baby,
Won't you take it off baby,
Vibe with me baby,
reach inside each other,
While our hearts are still beating,
take it off baby,
Won't you take it off baby,
I don't want to degrade ya,
Wanna call you my lady,
Let's go somewhere private.

⏺

Nothing much,
Nothing really ever going on,
Just the same old **** same old in a land filled with dust,
But not by much,
A typical day at the office , in the backyard with a cigar filled tree herbs,
And a drink or two sitting shirtless in all its hopeless glory,
Young black boy with a dream that he Invisioned as a child,
If theres dirt in the country , no church in the wild,
I sit and put on these fake smiles,
And they say how have you been in a while and I say nothing much,
And I say nothing much.