I’ve Been in Love

Kiss me

like lips of acid

for yu singe my skin

and eventually

this addiction

will be the death of me

but I will inhale your toxic gas until I pass  out

drink your venom until I die

because love is foolish and I can be nothing but your love slave

so  kiss me with those acid lips that singe my integrity burn my morals and devour my character

I changed for you

now that you have molded me …

do me a favor

and end my world

bcuz I cant live without you

and if my world ended maybe I would have  the strength to eventually come to senses breathe in my soul  and kiss the woman I used to be

how could I ever stop loving myself so rapidly for someone who cared not of my heart

but for how wide I could part my thighs

how fast he could slide in between the crevices leaving with my love

he was a terrorist upon my ora @ all times of day

believe me

I’ve seen foolishness

And she shares my face

yea ….I’ve been in love

I can never really get an answer

why does it take me so long to realixe what women already know?

Her name was Amber

Long pig tails swaying in  skips of glee down the city streets

pink dress and pretty bows , Barbie and glitter is all I know

……..today ,could be the day i go missing

tears shed from eyes thar  have experienced joy

now ripped from red pupils

parents would do anything to return a missing child

so sin caught wind of word and thus kidnap was created

GIMME THE MONEY OR YOU WILL NEVER SEE UR CHILD AGAIN

Alerts have never shined so bright through the night

followed by a morning of lost child posters and miniature caskets

……Today, could be the day i go missing

A Mother’s Pain

Breathe,

kiss life upon the cheek and say hello to the world

Marble eyes open up before chaos

Touch Love

Mommy is here for you

Lie across the chest if wisdom

for you have been birthed from my sins

I view you as a gift

my survivor

I miss seeing reflections of you

She looked just like this

so when your lonely

Glance upon glass in efforts to mend empty wounds

because she will be there for you when I lack the time

for father time would never allow me to stand before you forever

so kiss me upon this cheek and that

n know that

love

last lifetimes and eternities

n soon

you will lay love across your chest of wisdom

n a world far from serenity

Acid Tears

I’ve cried acid tears waiting on you to make up your mind

so dnt speak to me about your sacrifices, because i can no longer see them

Confession of …”The Grind”

I’ve known dope boys n strippers,

businessmen and women alike

all chasing that paper

some penny nickel dime it n make change

other in it for more selfish reasons

I Neva understood the motivation

but the philosophy was quite simple

“If you speaking money. You speaking english”

All dat other ish sound foreign to me

n clearly

it couldn’t be misunderstood

but I

with hands unscaaved

wanted to know how once clean hands become dirty

bt I realized that every night they wipe the guilt trip off their faces

but like make-up

dat ish clogs your pores

so it plays the reappearing act

like acne

something you cud Neva really turn your back on

so after the pole technicians call it a nite

the dope boys are up till dawn

and then the business ppl start commute

they wash their dirty hands of yesterday

put on a happy face

in hopes that the guilt don’t trip across their path to the top

“Confessions of ….the grind”

Money is the only thing He’ll love 100%

I wanna love you like words can’t explain

Like when I wrap my fingers around your…..ora

When your warmth fills my body & trickles down my spine

Like Honeydew @ sunrise

We never cease to make ….

Rainbows…

Are our love splattered across the sky

He is my artist

 

Fine tuning my strings

I can only wish he’s fall in love with the melody of my voice resting upon his eardrums

My heart pounds @ astounding rates

Every time I think of his touch

I WANT YOU

Three words splattered across headboard

I NEED YOU

a desperate plea that you would need me just as equally

I WILL  ALWAYS LOVE YOU

Five words I want to tattoo on the inside of his palms so every time he’s counting that paper

I’d lay across every dollar bill like I will his bed sheets

Just begging him

To remember me

In the morning