Spoken Word: My Poems and Thoughts

Were You a Test

Where have you been and where did you come from?
Why is it that I dream of you from time to time?
Is it because you charm me with your words in a sweet rhyme,
Or is it the way you lick your lips that make me vision how you wine and dine.

Where did you come from and who in the fuck sent you?
It couldn't have been God, Lord knows what I've been through.
Am I that gullible to fall for such words?
Am I too naive, have I not learned what I was supposed to learn?
Why do you make me feel so hot and unbalanced?
This is tragic.
Or is it magic?
Whatever it is, I hate it.
This feeling, I can't fake it.
These thoughts, I can't take it.

Who in the fuck sent you and what was their purpose?
To show me that you exist?
Cause honestly I don't want you.
Not now, it's too much.
It's too rushed.
But I'm forced to lust.
It's hard to trust.
It's hard to just,
Love.

Were you a test?
To prove that you do exist,
To prove that I can love,
To prove that I can,
I can let my guard down.
Or were you just a test to keep me from falling for another,
Of many others.