it's just another raincheck
just another delay
waiting for sunny days
it's just another raincheck
till the clouds go away
but they always seem to stay

how much longer can i wait
how much longer can you stay
another day is just another way
to say i'm not here today
missing out on what matters
just in case a storm gathers

i can't get out of here
until the weather's clear
an endless loop of waiting
being cooped up, delaying
nothing's ever changing
and it's still raining

Life has a funny way of twisting your experiences away from your expectations.
I see you for the first time and ****,
He is handsome, but I need to snap back into reality
Yeah right…
If you know me, you know I’m not the most realistic person.
**** the norms; embrace the impossible.
I want to run after you because you’re constantly running through my mind
With your **** orange sneakers.
“Hey there, tiger”
“Lookin’ good today”
“Nice tie”
Flirt.
Flirt.
Flirt.
Shhhh!
“Raincheck”
Fine.
I promise I won’t get you in trouble if you stop being so irresistible.
Feel the tension? Full of lust? God, I hate waiting.
Why do you keep repeating “raincheck” when the sun is shining outside that very window?
I take your hand, lower myself onto your lap.
“Get outta here”
Fine.
This has been the longest month of my life.
Are you ready? Is it time? How about tonight?
I’m driving through the calm darkness, but suddenly I don’t feel so calm.
I’m as shaky as a ****** ***** in desperate need of a quick fix.
Trembling as I turn the ****, the door opens, and you appear.
Taking my hand and looking into my eyes,
“Wow. You are so beautiful”
Euphoria, disbelief.
Is this seriously happening?
Your hand slides up my back, and I’m pushed to the wall.
I want this, I’ve anticipated this, waited so long for this.
Kissing you.
No place I would rather be right now.
My shirt comes off.
Do you like what you see?
Just want to impress you, just want to wow you, want you to keep wanting me.
****, you’re so hot.
Pick me up, throw me on the bed.
Do whatever you want, I don’t care.
There’s no going back now.
Your clothes come off. Completely. Wow.
Skin on skin, bodies melting together,
My lips travel all across you, your whole body.
“How does this feel?”
“Do you like that?”
“yes?”
Yes, YES!
Lying together, still unclothed,
Baring it all, my body, my emotions, my complete satisfaction.
But who cares?
All I know is I am at ease with you, yes you.
Keep touching me. Don’t worry, your hands fit my curves perfectly.
Speaking of perfect, you’re perfect, so perfect… to me.
Your breathing is slow, a stark contrast to your quickened breath earlier.
Sleeping? No. you kiss my shoulders, hold me tighter.
I could stay like this forever. Could you?
Nevermind, I don’t want to know.
After all,
“Ignorance is bliss.”

You're a dream come true
Like a secret rendezvous
As I Chase you through the hallway
Desiring you through and through

I adore your every essence to the depths of my soul
That's why it's so often
That these words can so easily flow.

I'm inspired by your sight
Can only imagine what it feels like to touch
Butterflies in my stomach
As my heart and blood begin to rush.

Love our time together
On the phone that we get to spend
It's all worth it to me to
Get to know my true friend.

Homie, lover and some more
Is what I hope that you will be.
Unimaginable, stupendous,
Amazing, and complete
Is what you are to me.

So overwhelming beautiful
In every single way
A spirit so lovely
Blessing us with your presence
Just a few words can make all our day.

Come up from behind you
As I softly kiss you on your neck
Listening to Chris Brown
On everything else, I'll take a raincheck.

I stare into your eyes as I
Connect with your mind, body, and soul
We grab each other and two bodies
Embrace and connect as they become one whole.

Unity, communication, trust,
Love, respect, and honor.
A relationship worthy
of a handshake from a father.

Rose petals at your feet,
Foot massages on a daily
Let me treat you like the goddess
That you are you are
and If you haven't figured it out by now
I want You to be my lady.

You've been my crutch for way too long, it's time to let you go
Before you waltz out of my life, I have to let you know
You deserve the best and I'm nothing more than less
I will stay to pick up pieces left by love's mess

Focus on yourself, read a book, do some traveling
Forget about my problems and their oh-so-slow unraveling
My life may fall apart without you in my routine
I can never tell,  with just words, how much you mean...

To me, you gave affection I will always be indebted
You love me more than life itself, for this I give you credit
I have held you back with my trainwreck of a lifestyle
Drank sorrows away, but took a raincheck on a wife's smile

The plane takes off in 20, dear, so please be on your way
Never think again of what I think, do, or say
You'll miss a lot about me but you'll never miss the fear
Once your visions of the past and present disappear

you were a reckless tearaway arriving
to take the heat with a debt reckoning
in Sunday skies marked for duckbill clips
of dark filled entries on its balance sheet
a challenging force I felt I had to account for
a raincheck that I wanted to cash in on
before the heavens opened and blew me away
knocking at my door for a riot of rebellious
adult licence needed
love to be let in

you agree we meet outside in the gathering storm
for there's a multitude of conflicts to be resolved
stark contradictions and that's what excites
with you there's upsetting imbalance involved
upending equilibrium with blunt direct questions
and reactions like a Luddite with the mind of a librarian
so that I never quite know where you're coming from
but know the answer is next
written bold on the sheet
which has your signature on
I predict with a scrawl
but that you think
is kinda neat

"throw me every strain of emotion you can pick up"
and you do and your wake never lets me down
propelling a wet film wind machine
should I withstand its crazed delivery?

those sheets of rain that blew in
off the bay
you always try
your best to tear
across
I feel them shooing the air
into my lungs
winding up branches faster and faster
like a toy plane rubber band
dancing in my hair
this way then your way
until it stood on end
scared
to not go on and on
the way of so many plucking ideas
drawn from the spoils
of let's-play-chicken arts
found on the tables of tattoo parlours
when the shades roll down
and pages flick quickly as dices roll out
extremes in exfoliating salon sport
close shaving loose leaves off every hairpin bend
and scratching the bald patch
ever more bold
as if you liked transplanting bulbs
follicles in deep crimson beds
of eye poppy temperatures gone wavering

impossible to ignore in a flash of eye shadow
from a bouncy bobbing weaving
pony tale conductor
keen to take on electric vaults
showing me a pair of high heels
whatever
I ****** at your scurrying reins
my grasp like a wind slipping
through a shake of tussled vanes
black curls of wild abandon
whipped up into a shift dress
in shades of grey flight
centred in misplaced miss red
lipstick outline worn to a fade
over the top of the roots
rushes **** the breeze with pollination
as full on as a full Brazilian headdress
collected from a gazillion dipping flowers
a rainbow opening to shower off
it's end in privacy
high pitched screens

little cover in those shorts of ours
from a summertime blanket of rain
which you turned up to cloud my thighs
always thrown over and folding your way
ace-of-***** cards played torn
and ragged with bare laced love
thrown down with on-the-river sneers
cornered with those winking semi-colon smiles
open ended to point out the end will be fun
but I get your gusting gist in the mean time
determined to wheedle the worst in me out
which looking up is on its way now
and when the lightning will stop dancing
is a rough reckoning I'm not ready to say
but in the eye of this exciting storm
it's clear
not tissues not anything
need wipe these slate skies clean
from our trail blaze
my tearaway

THOUGHTS
Days consumed with images and memories of you...
hugs,smiles,
jokes,laughs,
stares, sweet kisses so thoughts continue.
Looking towards the constellations deep contemplations
of whether or not we are destined to be controls my entity.
Distracted by the funky melondies of untalented singers disrupt my yearning heartbeat.
At times the feeling of flight overpowers me
but there's something about you that leads to the constant cancellations of my many trips.
See shorty doo *** rolling oowops...
you intrigued my mind, captured my soul and now your so close to holding my heart that it seems unreal.
I don't fall easily!
You're piercing my heart without my consent.
You shot me in the back and I became limp to all my Desires
all the while I was looking at you,eye to eye,
Yes this was the entire time.
Confusing right,
frustratingly enough its pretty complex this surprise attack.
I have yet to start the healing process but what's even worse is Im not absolutely sure if I want to experience that,
Or if your even ready yet!

Guess Not...
You said you'll take a Raincheck

Just Speak
Ta'resa Pearson

-

for centuries people have set aside
special days to schedule certain events,
mark a historic point in humanity,
or signify the passing of a torch

so perhaps within such varieties the
makers of calendars could introduce
to the world in all their wisdom,

A Wildcard Day

a day that people can do anything with
and be able to place it at will within a
positioning scheme of convenience,

empowering it so that
you can substitute any
pending occasion,

say like, (insert bad day here)

so that you can make
it yesterday,

put it off until
next week,

or at the very least—

resituate it anywhere
but to—day...


s jones
Feb 2021


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Don't look back
The door softly closes
on the opportunities
while we are distracted
looking through the windows of our dreams

I bought new underwear.

Black lace, pushup, the whole works

To impress you, to ****** you, to persuade you.

Did it work?

Listen to the lyrics.

I want you, I want you so bad.

It’s driving me mad, it’s driving me mad.

Recognize that?

Left a note on your car

“Meet me later, tiger”

You’re flattered, but you take a raincheck.

Just wait, wait, wait. Always waiting, wishing for more.

Finally.

Darkened apartment, low music, dim candles.

“God, you’re so beautiful”

You tell me what I want to here and it feels so right.

Bodies intertwined, anticipation, needs satisfied.

Addicted after one fix.

And now even if I want to walk away from you, I can’t.

You’re my ***** obsession, continual craving

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Running in ***** shorts in the cold, dark night,
Blasting music till the neighbors growl.
Smash my face into a bowl of cereal,
Wake up sweaty with my hair stuck to my face.
Drop that bass while the weather is still warm.
Laugh and choke while sipping on water,
Can I get a raincheck?
Watch late shows throwing popcorn in the air,
Watch you fall into a bottle of perfumes.
Criss-cross apple sauce in a hardware store,
But don't get it twisted.
Take long naps till the sun don't shine,
Are we there yet?

**** this.

Beneath a stone with script
Locked away for 50 years lie 1" and "3"...

My mind is on a treadmill still trying to find the reason why
We walked up the stage wearing the same cap and gown,
But not all of us will get to say our vows down the aisle
And the more I think of it the less sense it makes
Because I thought we'd live for fifty more and if not, at least ten
So I guess this is the memo
for the raincheck on our class reunion, till' we see you again
I just ask you walk besides us, like you did that night in June
Spread the warmth of your spirits as you look over us
The year before they wept and we wept with them
But it's been three hard blows and it's still far too soon

And now, there are flowers.

Beneath three stones
lie over 600+ affected lives
What was once white and blue is now different shades of grey
But you'll live long after you're gone,
Within a capsule and within our hearts
Accustomed to the sharpening of our edges,
We'll be missing you,

L1ving L3gends

You’re next door curled up in bed
And I’m here replaying last night in my head
With three spoons of sugar
And two cups of tea
An attempt for sweetness and a plea from me

Control. control.
We held control
Responsible to a point of being in someone else's home
Restrain. restrain.
But don't push away
A worthy raincheck and a dance to your name

For the look in your eyes
And your place card on mine
Was a reception started two heartbeats too late

Lead turns into a lighter here,
While corruption blackens the fuse,
Nothing hospitable,
The buried Now are liveable to the factors of badge and gruel!

Exuberance of pallets line ten down each row,
What a sight to see being so chained down.

Cardiac pains,
Silent to creep upon Stiller's,
An encore for real life movies,
Yet this mine friend, is the dominant thriller!!!!!

Bland supervision ruins ones child play,
What beauty is on the outside?
Doth thou remember oh bill paying citizen?

Now where doth thou stay futile servant?
Pervertist,
Comrade to systematic function!!!!

Colleagues betray thou for midtown luncheon?

Do many perturb you to greatest of all lengths yet?
Didst thou trade in dead money for thine new raincheck?

Predecessor's are predatory, tenants of hatred filled temples.....
Art thouest them?
Or art thou thyself?
Thy theatrical artista!!!!!!!!!!

two minutes until 4 a.m
i have the strong urge to find a razor blade
i also want to cry about everything and nothing
i have a meeting with depression at 4. am every morning
im never late and i never take a raincheck
you could say i'm a devoted client
or that i'm addicted either way im still sad...

sometimes we meet during the day when i'm deep in my thoughts it stops by just to check if i'm ok and if i am it makes sure to fix that

depression recommends that i find a gun and put it to my head
it says "its for the best" ..."it will make people happy "
and i swear to god that is all i want
..to make people happy
and my existence isn't doing that

Where does the heart find a more loving way....
When rowing it's boat to destiny with only one oar?
A crooked rudder that "rusts into a mind of his own."
Where do the answers lie upon a half a map, torn in the center where "c marks this island's spot?"
Half of getting to the heart's needed destination is factual, yet, with missing facts, the fun of improvisation and imagination of your arrival thrill the soul to energies triple above another human heart's
"Seemingly" a rush to get to love's paradise first.
Neither of the sort, rather a tasty mixture, such ways of love's sail clenche even the most seemingly untamable thirst.
An anchor that refuses to raise to full mark your mistakes with others.
Yet, the weight of others expecting more than the "norm"
Such strengthen the beating muscle. Pumping oar and multitasking as one stears to shores makes a work out which proves one's strength even through the most questioning of lonely times.
You are made of stronger stuff.
A forgiving nature, thrills of looks of the opposers as you beat their lies down, and your determination  to never quit, sink to the bottom, and share eternity with "Davy jones,"
As lonely as he must be,"Davy, I have to take raincheck. I promised my spirit to strong "will"
You shall never give in to the doubts of the "singing bones."
As heard from their forgotten and caved in graves. " I drink of my cask and cheer" as the scenery marks the closeness to finding "love's paradise island."
"Stories shall be told of an unprepared and mostly misunderstood love pirate who made waves.
Discovering himself through every flash through bumps into other ships along the way.....
I never fail to earn a bigger laugh, a smile, or other clearly redirected days.....
To when I'll set anchor at the island's port.
Through all my legends of being a more "evil and selfish love bandit, "
this " passionate pirate" shall see his love and meet her after docking.
Earning both her hand and marriage.
After reaching these beautiful and sometimes thought of "fictional folk lore,"
Upon entrance to the "perfect landing place and society."
I'll read to her my logs.
Our additional beauty (as told by the warm fires as written for and to one another.)
These Stories our children shall pass, the likes of embellished life's tales, (their own earned editions to the family book)to their children's children.
All gained through determination, belief in something grander than myself, and travels inspired by pure caring wisdom.

I’d like to take a raincheck on your love
Pupils dilated-
Pulse racing-
I should have known you were toxic
Not the good toxic but when is it ever good

Walking on eggshells was never fun
Yet I couldn’t seem to walk away
I guess misery loved her company
And you thought I didn’t know

I was hungry for something you could never give me
You picked at my skeletons,
Feasting on my emotions while tasting of my pride for dessert

Fickle me, sick of these nickels and dimes
I do less to change me, I'm just here to die
Hoping she finds me, impossibly fine
Told her I am okay, please, leave me inside
I just need some rest, I woke up real tired -
Really, dont worry - I'll see you tonight.
Smile for the camera, make sure it's wide
Pain in my chest, says 'I hate you- you liar'
Context, I can't stress it's leftover pride
Dinner, I missed it - still dishes seem higher
Can't seem to fix this so I set that aside
Retire, required to drop her a line
- no less than two texts 'I love you' I find
Is best to send first, as to fetch no reply -
Give her a bit, or maybe, a while
Next I send 'raincheck, I promise' this time
I've run out of reasons, believe me - I'm trying
Though everything hurts, it was worthwhile for mine
Blinds are low so I'm alone -
So sorry while I hide
Unattached, i forgot her laugh
Imagine my surprise -
She texts me last 'I love you back.
Sweet dreams and good night'
Too late for me to tell the truth
Much less make things right
Tomorrow, maybe, compose some peace of mind
Messy blessings, unattended still alive
& a loss I couldn't stand to lose, please, let me down to die
None can change the face  I see when looking her eyes
& I fear her near me - alone, just her and I
Would only bring her close to me - my pain, my claims, insane we'd try
Better left unsaid I guess, even if only for tonight

[-5 degrees]
I understand, I’m sorry you’re not feeling well

read 06:42

[-4 degrees]
This song made me think of you
Especially the one line
It’s always that one line
That part is my favorite

read 10:38

[-3 degrees]
No, that’s okay, I understand
School comes first, you come first
You should study
Raincheck for…maybe tomorrow?

read 12:56

[-2 degrees]
I remember you told me that your class ends
Right around 9, you only mentioned it once
A few degrees ago
Romantics tend to forget very little, we’re like elephants
Down to the smooth talking and the gray skin
It gets dark pretty early and it’s a bit icy on the sidewalks
I’d love to walk you home, if you’d let me

read 19:23

[-1 degrees]
I had a really great time tonight
I’d forgotten how it felt to smile surprisingly
My own laugh seemed a foreign entity to me
The whole night, I watched as your lips weaved
Wondrous tales of a life I hope to be apart of
If you’d let me
I know I’ve already left, but I don’t mind walking

read 23:15

[0 degrees]
If you want, you can come back
received 23:5-

I’d love to
Despite the cold from today and yesterday
You’ve always…it’s always been cold yesterday
Despite it still being cold enough to freeze water
To turn fingertips gray
Fingertips left reaching out
Into the cold
Despite the forget-me-nots that only I’ve grown
You’ve turned your doorstep into the sun
I’ll be right there

read 00:01