the bain...

beauty has always been my weakness
always hungry for kisses on the cheek miss
surrounded by the sweet softness
of subtle curves and supple touches
i just cant get enough miss
and miss and miss
of you

too...
much conversation,
too much shared elation,
too much contemplation
of randevous in the dark,
cloud watching sessions in the park
eternally carvin their names on the tree bark
of my exhistance
needing the distance
betwen them and me to be short
encouraging a weakness of sorts
i love when they make me weak
little dresses
flowing tresses
i choke on the words i speak
before i speak them
but when i give it
i give it sweet
and smooth like they need them to be
keeping them gravitating to me
because them...i need
well at least i believe so
admiering eyes
and fingers through my fro
master at my craft like a pro-fession-al
how could one say no?
i think i've got a problem

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lingering thoughts

oh morning thoughts tarry through my brain...fresh as the dew and new as nu nu...they linger...check em out



shadow searches in the dark,
torn between wants & heart,
so i spark,
movin fast like MARC,
baby just park...
words eacape me,
yet know that my heart...
is pure...

flow...

she keeps that hair swing like a pendulum
up and down
it be poppin like some bubble gum
never frown
when she see me
...say she see the sun
not number two
most confident i am the one
like neo
rockin red spedos
straight from Africa
not Rome like Nero
consider me a hero
flower power
yellow daffodil
thats me yo!

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thoughts...

wrote this some time around 3-19 :)

constant craving
i want for you in the bottom of my chest
kidnapping you in my mind
hair in the wind
dust at our feet
road under the wheels
gone like the wind
lets just pull over and give the people what they want
adoring audience
watches in admiration
you're welcome
you all are welcome

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