My random ass poetic thoughts

poem number 17: love is a lot like skipping rocks

Love is a lot like skipping rocks,

now before i continue this poem,

we might go everywhere across the board,

but don't forget the point here is that love is a lot like skippin rocks,

see you gotta find the right one,

the perfect one,

see the rock is yo love,

and the water is yo partner,

they work together with this,

love is a lot like skippin rocks,

see what you wanna do is find a nice flat and smooth rock, 

not a round,

or box shaped,

or clumped and jaged rock,

nah you don't want no edgy rock,

you don't want no edgy love,

cause you gonna try and take that round or boxlike edgy jagged rock,

and try and toss and skip it across the water,

and as soon as that rock toches the surface of that water,

yo love is gonna PLOOP! and sink all the way down to the bottom,

see nah you want a smooth love,

that way when that rock kisses the surface of the water,

just like when you lips kisses the lips of yo partner-yo lover,

yo love hops up,

it skips,

it dances across that water,

maybe just a few skips before it sinks,

or if you do it right and correctly it'll skip all the way to the other side of the water,

depending on what kind of body of water yo got yo rock skipping across,

and I don't even really mean or like to push and definitely not force religion on anybody,

but the christians call their God Jesus their rock,

and he also is love they say,

so how can some of you sit there, take a rock and skip this stone across a body of water but argue up and down that it was impossible for Jesus the rock of the christians to walk across water,

love is a lot like skippin rocks my nigga,

I promise you that my niijii,

believe me,

cause you don't want yo love to sink ans the show to end quick just because you chose to let yo love be edgy and jaged,

nah you want a smooth love,

a smooth rock,

flat,

but since we talkin about love i'm not talkin about flat like a skinny girls back side,

or a flatchested woman's chest, 

see I speak from a staright male's perspective,

and,

I'm not tryna deal with none of ya'll political corrections,

but it don't matter if yo woman is skinny, petite, slim, slim thick, womanly athletic, thick, or even a bbw,

you want yo love to be smooth, and flat,

we ain't talkin bout they chest or they back,

cause love is a lot like skippin rocks,

this is magic that we're makin,

this ain't no fabricated fakin,

love is a lot like skippin rocks dawg,

you wanna rest that rock on the side of yo middle finger,

and cuff it with yo index finger,

and support it with yo thumb,

be careful when you toss it cause yo rock, yo love, could be smooth and you can still fuck up a perfectly good rock,

a perfectly good love,

make sure you throw it in a way where the flat surgace of yo rock is aligned with the flat surface of the water,

cause man love is a lot like skippin rocks,

the right one is hard to find,

you'll never find one that is exactly perfect,

but you'll always find one that is good enough,

so while you reading this poem look at that last line again and say "good enough",

see you just wanna find a love, a rock, that can get that right bounce,

so you can watch it skip and walk across that water that'll make you not believe yo own eyes sometimes,

that'll make you question science a bit,

do some equations to try and figure out: "what exactly is making this rock jump up bounce and skip across this water like that instead of instantly sinking to the bottom,

love is a lot like skippin rocks,

and if you think it's not,

find the closest creek, stream, river, lake,pound, whatever to you,

find you some rocks,

and take some shots,

yea shoot yo shot,

cause dawg I'm tellin you,

love is a lot like skippin rocks.