She never felt wanted
Blush painted her face
I felt it…the volcanic like heat of an erotic exhale
Raising the hair on my neck
I sensed the electric flush of her skin
I saw the vision of desire, eclipsing her irises –
Divulging her secret while fighting the clouds of precipitation
The pent up protrusion of her diaphragm echoing the
Contained rage of need within, against my chest
That iconic moment had an expiration, and for that, she resented me
But I heard the angelic vibrations of her throat
Summon up a fulfilled “thank you”
With one last heave of her chest, and an exhale
More carnal, yet serene
We drifted into time…
All she asked for – a hug.
Trauma
Jaded
I used to do as I feel
Now I don’t feel at all
The pain is a numb existence
I tend to withdrawal
Experience is the wisdom
Of strengths and flaws
Knowledge only helps you rise
After it makes you fall.
Set me free
Set me free from this jail
Set me free from this cell
Set me free from this hell
I wanna be free to excel
I wanna be free to accel
I wanna be free to exhale..
Transparent
Transparent
No parents
And what’s apparent
A product of my environment – I’m a parrot
But now.. I’m a Parent
Eyes Open
Eyes open with no view in here
Hate fumed with the many hues in here
Closed minds with no room in here
The putrid perfume of doom looms in here
Time stole my dreams, no Martin Luther here
Pictures of my ex-stowed away like souvenirs
Lockdown, lights out
Loved ones barely write now
My sons are riding bikes now
My ex and baby mama got new dudes that they like now
Out of sight, out of mind
Out for mine, alpha mind
Make fire from the alkalines, just to cloud my mind
From these guys with their hand signs pantomimed
I’m dazed in this maze from my ways but I’ve paid the for the price
But dear Lord, I only feel safest at night.
High Strung
I got the news-
You said the bruise was from a night of booze
The freedoms we lose by the allegiance we choose
What you viewed was a ruse – looted and polluted solutions
An arubics of gruesome illusions
With abuse that looms and consumes
Like a drug… withdraw or cope?
Confusing, the metaphysical intrusions
An emotional nuance or nuisance, fused with
The hue of jewels, inside of a tomb, tied to a noose
On the neck of a muse, just to amuze
And hide the truth
What beauty would blind
With your mind consumed, you viewed your doom,
Proof- to the delusions of love- the knot in the rope.