uncertainty
is the enemy
but it works for me
when i'm wondering
what the furture holds
should i be bold
or should i fall back
relax
not stress
mull in my own diress
every time the dust settles
something comes along to meddle
detach
from myself
rehash
what i felt
when you ignored my calls
you dick
you prick
but calling you names
won't make me not feel the same
way that i do
adandoned by you
so i mustn't let the silt
settle so much it builds
a wall around me
so that water can't surround me
and carry me
to the open ocean
where I can be free.
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Working in a room
Sunlight streaming through windows
I miss my students.
I succumb to dark
No longer resist sleep : that's
Inevitable
A horror story
Of the American brand
Miss you already
If I was a #fool
I'll have #married for #money
Instead of for #love
To fold the clothing
Awed you know them too.
My heart will not get caught up
In someone else's
Let's have a great day
After all it's #Saturday
#Love it up. Let go.
#Confidence beaming
Feeling the #homesick
From #cloudy skies in #daytime
To the #skyline: mine.
Update: November
I'm finally home. This is
what love is, Bobby.
Update: November
It's already December
Time flies when you work.
A new old fashioned
love story. Always
Always: You, Me, We.
Take in your hands the delicacy of the confidence that has been discovered only in recent times, find it in the stillness of my body when I stand in front of you with everything to give and nothing to lose.. See it in the corner of my eye when I look at you with intent and waiting for what is subsequent... Feel it in the way that my hands memorize your face, shoulders, and study the way your veins in your arms trace paces to the palms of your hands.. When my fingers gently hold yours, feel the confidence that has been newly found, and revel in it. With love, Vida
Read More......My words have become clouded.
You're familiar to me.
Like a sunny winter's morning.
You rise like the breaths that I take,
and I rise with you.
To the sky, the heavens.
The bitter cold has gripped my being,
But you, who's rays shine upon me.
You keep me warm.
My hands want to write you, invite you into my existence
But I cannot,
I am covered to protect me.
Yet you to comfort me
Simultaneously.
I do not have time for sexy
if it means I do not dance.
I am far too strong
Too fly
for that shit.
My body is too strong
to only look like
it knows what its doing
by the bar,
less then half the time.
My thighs are too strong
for a two step.
My arms are too strong
to sway side to side.
I am too lost
between the bars and the beat
to be held up
by you
who want to grab my hand
and assume
I will press myself
up against you
hot and tight
only for you
not to be able to keep up
with my hips
that move side to side
and invade your space
just enough
for you to feel comfortable.
Instead,
simply ask-
If I may welcome you
into my pure,
unadulterated,
Ecstasy.
My euphoria lies
in conditioning my body
to endure like a Spartan.
My arms hold my balance
grabbing the air
as if there was something there.
I will push my legs
to the very limits
as they question
their existence
as thighs or
pillars to the Colosseum,
My hips
you know
the ones passed from the Goddesses
yeah, those.
My center
your guiding light
through a set
of Salsa
Bachata
Merengue
Dancehall
Reggae
and everything in between.
If you are brave,
we can sweat together
get lost together.
Because I do not have time for you
if it means I do not dance.
I'm far too fly
for that shit.
Let's stop
and not
travel so fast
we want to move forward
but we're staring at the past.
Looking down
at the ground
but we long to find our way,
lets stop wasting time
and live for...
If tomorrow never came
You would be happy with who you are today.
Let's slow down
and listen
to everything we've been missin
like the breeze in the trees
or the sun beamin,
streamin down my back
The light in my eyes
so I know that I'm alive.
If tomorrow never came,
Would you be happy with who you are today.
Don't take pride
in never asking for help.
Know you are nothing more than a man
and I a woman,
and we are not perfect.
Rather pride yourself
on being man enough
to ask Him for help
because you are only a man
and she, a woman.
And loving her is no sin.
You did make me look up Hubris,
so there is my humility.
Can your love affair
turn into a threesome?
Mind transpires words
that inspires minds to reply
with more that just a smile.
How's that for fruition?
Got me looking up words and shit.
So I'm a little rough around the edges.
But my edges are soft like
A summer breeze
through the willow tree
just as the sun touches the sky
one last time
before a good night...
...Your words paint beautiful images
Behind my eyelids.
My muse is a warmth
and closed eyes.
No need for lenguas to be sharpened
Because they are pressed up against
and in between
the lips that kiss mine.
My carpe diem of today
is forever waiting
For the ample sunrise of tomorrow
with you by my side.
I claim
My freedom.
Unbeknownst
To you
I have been here
for quite some time.
When really
It is judgement
From which
I will
Liberate
Myself.
The black ribbon
From my wings
And fly.
Eyes closed and deep sleep,
Surrounding me in four walls
With you by my side.
It's seven fifteen
Morning sun and there's no doubt
That I am at home.
I
II
Tap into your memory
I've never slept with only a sheet on the bed before
Before these nights
Before I was wrapped in love and security
Before all of my problems were left at the door
I don't even pay bills in this room anymore.
The fan on 3
Under the cover
By morning it will be gone
Along with our clothes
Because heat overcame our bodies
But we still had to be that much closer
To each other
To fill the space that was left
By what ever thread count that disappeared.
Laying in bed for hours on end
Even though we're both starving
And have a craving for cafe con leche
Our addiction to this bed is more powerful.
My addiction to you is more powerful than that...
I've always been able to hear cars from the window
But now I listen.
For they have always been there.
But I have never been here.
In this place
That has so much love to give
As do I.
To you, to them, to everyone.
We'll go to your Facebook likes when we can't remember exactly what your face looks like..Instead of trying to imagine how the summer heat reflected off your cheeks when the sun kissed your face... or remember the look in your eyes when they met up with mine to have conversations for days at a time.
Instead of seeing how well your fingers type, I'd rather remember what they feel like when you hold my hand and it fits so perfectly with yours.
What some would consider chore, I consider luxury: like not knowing what your favorite books, movies and TV shows are before we meet.
Let's get lost in a TV series that we only intend of watching the first episode of... but because we can't get enough of each other, make a commitment to watch all one hundred and twenty episodes in order together.. whether we together or not.
And this poem will constantly be under construction because when it comes to love, there is no final say, no one gets the last word... But I will give what I have to the world because that's the effort love deserves.
I'll start with now
Like Nas said, we gotta end all the unnecessary violence.
Gotta end poverty, seduction death and destruction.
Replace it with love and instruction, guidance production.
Gotta throw water on the seeds of life
Gotta educate the children so that they can feed their minds.
Gotta make a way for our children to inherit the earth,
Cause if we don't they just gon end up with their feet in the dirt.
Only dirt paths to walk upon, forget a golden road,
The gold was spent when we had to spend it on our souls.
We was only out for our own, lost all thoughts of home,
And when the judgement day comes, we'll be standing all alone.
Gotta take time to listen to the world,
Gotta make it right for every little boy and girl.
Get em out the penitentiary within the century,
Cause being behind bars is a place they never meant to be.
As day comes, and night falls
We gotta find a way to break down these walls.
And every day I pray to take away all of the pain that y'al were caused.
I remember those nights you sat across from me
told me all bullshit and asked "What should I do, V?"
I said "I don't know B, but you'll always have me"
you took it as a friend, but I just wanna see you free
From the lies, from the screamin, and even the heavy breathin,
Except the heavy breathing when makin love is the reason.
"For everything there is a season"
I wanna be your spring-time, summer, fall
winter wonderland, I just wanna be it all.
I wanna be your everything,
I'll fight for you.
I'll put these bitches in line: single file
Organized order.
But when I have you my heart
You twist it up and give it back.
At the rate this going now,
I'm just afraid it's gonna crack...
Go back to the pain
that might as well be in vain
cause you keep runnin back to her
like this life was a game.
I can't help you through it
you wanna just get into it
with the one that ain't hurtin you
I might as well let you do it
I can't keep sittin here
takin hits like the front lines
don't wanna be K.I.A. but i don't wanna run, I
just wanna be the one to hold you late at night
just wanna be the one you make up with when we fight.
but I can't keep sittin here thinkin like you gonna change
I can't keep talking like you and her are estranged.
Cause she's still on your phone sayin Trizzy you miss me?
and even when you with me, you don't even say that you busy.
Although I only take it as a little bit of disrespect
I see it more as disrespect for yourself
You don't even know your wealth.
You don't care about your health.
Cause keep stressin these bitches
I'm sorry, these young ladies
They just constantly switchin
Between the two.
Something to get you through the night when the one you're used to sleeping next to isn't by your side..
Even if its just for tonight
The moon, the stars, the sky is ours
As we lay in this bed and contemplate the mights.
Maybe you'll love me,
Even if its just until the morning
Maybe Ill be with you
The next time its outside, pouring.
When you lay beside me,
Its the best sleep I ever had
Even when I can't breathe
Because I want you so bad.
I feel safe in your arms,
My head on your chest.
I don't know any harm
My mind my body soul can rest.
When the moon shines at midnight,
Through the window onto the sheets.
Even if you're not in my sight
I still feel you right next to me.
When I don't have you near me
It feels like you're miles away
I'm like a baby I can't sleep
I lay awake until the day.
Said I need you here
I can't bare to be without you
You told me that you'd always be here
And I said I'd never doubt you.
You're the only one I want
You're the only one I need
You're the only one I'll hold on to
When nightmares wake me from my sleep.
So all those times you was getting hype about Chris and Rihanna getting back together you were hoping it was you and her... I don't know whether you was thinking about the girl before her or her herself but I knew it wasn't me. The fuck I look like trying to be that pitiful girl who let him crush me and then get me back? That's why you there. That's why I let you in.... because you hadn't hurt me before I turned my back on you but you giving me the other cheek while you giving her the cool side of the pillow. The fuck I look like sittin here while you giving subliminals on Facebook to the world what you can't even tell me to my face. But like you said you just pleasing the world for the sake of their feelings when its only for the sake of my skin that you satisfy me.... why don't you get your mind straight then you wouldn't have to deal with curving bitches because you wouldn't have the time of day, forget about during the night.... if course none of them other girls would tell you that because they too caught up in the petty and care too much about being set for life.... not even willing to fight for their own. I'm fighting just to protect my heart..i cant think about fighting for yours. If it was mine to begin with you'd end up in my arms every night instead of a blunt and a light or some other girl falling asleep on your bed when you ain't even have the balls to tell her to get out... the fuck I look like on some Bruno mars shit catchin a grenade for your ass... fuck that. And lose my hand? No thank you. I'm already in the trenches of predicates fighting bullets and bombshells of bad grammar and syntax.
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