Lovely
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your flickering touch
and cooling brush
the sighing hush
and splendid lush.
such delightful sights
you many celestial lights
Oh to be the wind
blowing so gently
Oh to be the strawberry
Red and scrumptious
Oh to be...
wait
The bumblebee?
I don't know about this....
well, if you say so.
i look back on the times
when i first told you
that i had, and still have
feelings for you
i was so goddamn happy when you said that
you liked me too, and i think you still do
There's a definite gleam in my eyes,
the moment they set on you.
A smile comes across my face,
at the phenomenal view.
The glow from your skin,
it brightens the room;
The curves of your body
like the sun
and all the stars
she was bright - -
as lovely as the flowers
as beautiful as the - -
more radiant than all
as joyful and hopeful
as a wishing star
always the smartest
What is love
Love is a chemical reaction
Love isn’t black eyes and bruised cheeks
Love is gentle caresses and soft kisses on Sunday mornings
"My theory is entropy. The reason for my hearts stuttering beats.The only explanation for my scattered thoughts. Thoughts that hide at the edge of my subconscious,Eluding me when I need them most.
"You’re standing on the sidelines, Watching him move across the field. But the air in your lungs disappears, As your vision becomes clouded. You’re having a heart attack, But no one sees the fear in your eyes,
"The waves crash, Into my fragile walls. Howling wind,Scatters broken thoughts. A once calm sea,Rages through the night. I fall,Sink,Into the waves. The only sound,Is the stutter
Sadness reigned over her
3 years of pure sadness
Nothing, she was nothing
With one moment with one word
She is taken back
I am dark and lovely.
My skin glows with melanin.
It is naturally unique.
I am dark and lovely.
My hair is full of natural kinks, coils, curls.
I don't need a relaxer.
everything i write lately has been nothing but pain
but i fail to notice all the flowers
growing from the rain
i see the storm
not the cleanse
i see a new beginning
as the end
Many will say that music is not needed.
Well my friends, music is like oxygen.
Without music the vibrato of life would cease to exist.
The wonders of life and love would stop
I want to know all of your little habits.
I want to know what it’s like
To be next to you when you sleep.
I want to know how
You sing in the shower,
I just wanted to let you know
that you are worth more
than what I can show
or tell
or teach you.
If I tried, it would be like trying
to encompass the sun
in the description of a shadow.
I'm a leader.
But my value doesn't depend on how many followers I have.
Picturesque.
Pounds of makeup doesn't define beauty nor does 100+ likes on a photo.
Social Media.
My girls are beautiful
Yes, more beautiful than just what they see in the mirror
My girls are special
I feel like I can't runaway anymore.
I've been running too long.
Searching high, hiding low...
A slate gray sky above my head,
The leaves on trees a firey red,
What marv'lous beauty to behold,
When Summer sighs and becomes old!
Her green effects begin to fade
To question my sexuality
To question everything that I once knew
That I was remotely sure about
That's hard
For Her though
thats has to be the easiest choice I
could make
To question my sexuality
To question everything that I once knew
That I was remotely sure about
That's hard
For Her though
thats has to be the easiest choice I
could make
Heart beats
extra two beats
every time I see her face,
She a goddess,
Not just being moddest,
Mouth drops fifteen inches
even when I'm fifteen inches away
A woman who is merely beautiful is boring
A woman who is beautiful, intelligent, courageous and powerful
is more along my cup of tea.
I am excited whenever I see her.
I am influenced with her every speech.
Love can either hurt you or make you happy... or even both
Love can be affectionate, beautiful, & romantic
Read me a story
Make one up;
something with love.
I look above
at the sky
that is miles high.
Take me to the sky,
my love.
Bring me to safety.
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It's your crooked fingersreaching for mywrinkled heart.
It's yourstraight teethsmilling that songmy soulhums
Remember our finger painting years
You and me, You and I
Friends...
Sharing snacks and having slumbers
PJ's and blankets
Talking and sharing stories
Remember that?
