I picture us walking through a path
With peach blossoms and happy dreams
And wonder when you'll look into my eyes
Even though I fail to connect with yours.
You have this thing about you
You're so sure..
About life , and love
But so unsure about who lives and loves
YOU
shoulders so broad and wide
Skin so smooth and deep
I've always told you if you had to be
Another creature
I had my money set on a lion
Majestic and Territorial being
You hold me and I swear I've never felt
More SAFE
Though my mama told me boys and girls
Can't be friends
I still attempt to be yours even though my heart yearns for you every second of the day
Even though papa said these dudes
Don't have your best interest at heart
I still pour my soul to you
Because I want you to see my light
AND YOU DID.
but mama was right ..
Boys and girls can't be friends
Because I fell hard and scraped my knees
And you picked me up and dusted me off and said " relax , things heal with time "
SIS.
You.. I look at you and wonder
Am I dreaming ?
Why does god torture me with such rare beings that I can only have to some extent
I saw a black panther once and thought of
YOU
I pictured myself trying to climb the gate to get closer but the zoo keeper said " Excuse me m'am YOU'RE TOO CLOSE ".
I stepped back in tears because he was right.
Even though I wanted you , having you would hurt and I couldn't have you.
In the midst of me dreaming
I realized I was
And I told myself that not everything you want is what you NEED.
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FOR ALL THE G I R L S...
PoetryThis is for all the girls who hurt and cry , who smile and laugh and everything in between. With a voice without a voice , shy or bold. Blind, deaf and/or both. This is for your hearts and souls. I feel you. I hear you. I see you. This is for all my...
