& i write in hopes to travel on the nudity of my words
"Pages flip......."
....& the writing continues
There wasn't much to speak on
Just began to Lay down sweet silk When butterflies mate.
Wrapped in a cocoon of peace but the shell of violence is our only protection that's soon to evaporate from the mist of unacknowledged moods.
When butterflies mate
Life is set aside on the wings of pride & the elegance to see change.
Seasons shed like old skin peeling back
Memories once a year.
Is a once in a life time chime to hear.
Then in the very eyes of promiscuous decisions
we realize that when butterflies mate it's not as beautiful as we envisioned it....
The second coming of season's so
When butterflies mate we will bring our secrets to shore so that the essence can bless
Us with blissful motives.
"Places pen down...."
Sigh.
As i sit in Deep thought self reflecting I hear the voices of those telling me that good things will come to those who wait,
That whole In due time speech but im past due due to time.
This pad has been through the motions
Moving & swaying between the vibes of emotions
Dancing amongst the friction of my fingers I write you years.
In a day
in a daze but shall I write no eyes can bear to see this cub fight.
Letters asking god to let her, me that is be free from all disease
From all mischief
I blew a dandelion wishing for truth anxious for what's next
However I learned that curiosity killed the cat.
I'm no mere felon
but the 9 lives that blossom into me.
Cold stares giving off the look of death
The feeling of raw flesh fussing like were closer than a nut
My mind has told me no more than once but I hide in the sunset of my sandy thoughts, the beach is an
Amazing get away
Figments that cross contaminate with wishful thinking
It all has a place but sometimes that position is a head of it's time.
I write what the narrator has not seen
I write what the artist can not paint so vividly
In the back the front is swallowed by regret
But better days will come I just have to ejaculate the right ones....
I think?
I write but a pain shoots through my veins questioning my therapeutic routine.
Violins play in this random place
I discover space
I find safe
I took a walk but I began that quickly turned into sprints
Hoping to ditch my worries.
Looking for an outlet that will allow my mind to venture off.
Some piece of me deserves to vacate
Even if my physical being can't afford it.
Allowing this cheap wine to make me feel expensive
Hopefully my mother won't catch me getting wasted liquor bathing.
This forbidden fruit wines in my cry class as I sip & push the tears back
I began the first steps of a lengthy journey in hopes to break the tension I have with mediocrity.
"Picks up pen......."
I can recall the meeting he had with me as he took my virginity. A poet he was a devil in disguise
words moving my body like were ball room dancing he took control. My mind twirling as He spoke - I want to stare at your face......
I guess you can say I'm observing Gods art in this museum of a world we call earth.
I will break down every flaw by careful observation & understand the bliss in your presence now that's heaven
If you ask me
We will never see eye to I but we will meet many of times in the sheets where the peak of nudity is reached
& I see the waves of bare flesh dripping over me.
I will rub my fingers across your navel
flipping through the pages of your essence like a novel
I know you can smell my hunger for you already.
I've been starving myself for you!
hoping that with this big appetite I could eat you all night. All life.
I want to kiss your flower & feel the oil of your soul touch my lips
I want to drink you because in this very space of this desert that i may seem the driest you bring life.
& this is only step 1
1 of few.
I won't take many steps to see our soles meet as we tip toe to reach.
Using one another for we lack a sense of the other. I see you hear I smell you touch together were 1.
a common woman MANipulated by the likes of kind I segregated my legs & broke a promise my soul made....
He wears my presence like a cheap necklace but I won't break from a mistake I once made...
I will just take it day by day.
Closes journal......
