Until it stops being so true.
Until i stop having things to add to it.
Until it stops plaguing my mind each and every waking moment...
"Lets Spend Some Time"
Lets spend some time.
Let my... eyes inhale in your divine beauty,
because truly the smell of you on my pillow
is what helps me wake up in the morning,
reminiscing on the night before. You---
Might be more to me than some jump off,
i dont know maybe my heart has gone soft,
but i cant let this one slip away....
Is this the day where i wake up expecting to
see you, only to breathe through a sigh of
despair when you're not there?
I need you and its not fair.
From here the road to the future is not clear,
And in the past my heart has fought fear.
A losing battle, this is proving to be the
Toughest thus far.
But I WILL win this war.
Still… She belongs to no one.
You just try to hold on to her for as long as humanly possible acting on whatever feels logical.
I'm bout to go cool out to the mellow jazz soundtrack at Sweet Lorraine’s and try to forget the pain lodged in my cerebral membrane the thought of her leaving leaves me insane
the first time I felt this I nearly cried
and on the second time around I kneeled and died
from a feeling that cant be avoided by shielding eyes.
Tell me, what exactly is the appeal of lies?
I.. know that nigga cant make you as thrilled as I… Did.
So now what I don’t have, I must give
I left my heart unguarded when I gave you that rib.
But..
It’s yours, keep it.
And maybe one day it will be something that she cuddles up to sleep with
And recollect on the mornings I would greet her with a deep kiss…
Sweet lips.
That’s what I used to call her
And if all else falters. I still have the memories of our plans to stand up on that alter.
See, she gives me something worth fighting for.
Hearing her voice is like experiencing the tightest chord
played by a blind braided up man from Saginaw, Michigan.
God damn, baby you make me wonder.
You can see me under my societal shields strategically placed for saving face.
Your penetrating glare commands attention with a blazing pace, now I'm missing your amazing grace.
The memories ingrained on my gray matter may shatter what’s left of my heart, but...
I knew that from the start.
Peace.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment