A manque projected into the air covering all forms of logic
involving a beat that surrenders to the rhythm that meet inside
each very living thing that unfolds onto a page’ burning
in frustration at the way they romp around beyond
imagination guessing of a path that is formed unknown
to the perception kissing the very taste that sweetens
the maraschino giving into the maraud of anger resolving
only the skin that houses this passion performing before me,
even screaming aloud confessing the aphrodite exists
in the penmanship alone admitting within all faults that
carry severe bouts of apprehended exhaustion by committing
sacrifices etching into the scroll of life one simple piece
at a time fulfilling the mysteries untold… shouting back at this sea
that brews intently throwing at me a world torn in failure,
inhaling inborn purity that desires to roam free,
covers every inch of me disclosing a poets true endeavors
are met with a force that engages the marvel to overtake
standing on the mountain of genuine trust and escaping
into this dream of enchanted moments alleviates my battle to continue;
at hand, in mercy of thyself,
yearning every minute to touch a part of the solid foundation
that institutes all glory, inducing a bond that has gone
into the wild reaching through the forests of combat
through ’til the blue heavens sigh
Brilliance resounds in action
Creating means falling into inspiration
And becoming one with fascination
Of beyond
Divinity plays an important role
In creation
So let your thoughts run free
And bow as a majesty
You are the king or queen of yourself
Of the way you choose to talk,
To behave, to dream, and to achieve
Soon you will see this castle was created
For you
And lives in unlimited proportions
To mending your day
Excellence comes with admitting
The Lord is in control
Committing to your desires forces you to push higher
By demanding the best of yourself
God commands you to feel free
Choose your ways as the color lay in the sky
Full of renown sacrifice from God
Promising us a rainbow
Let this next display
Say to you and your capabilities
That you can prepare
And turn your fears into heroic tales
For your next generation
The Power of Words…
you come from within
and shine a trillion
lights on me
I’m never in the shadow
Rather
The harmony
Is formed
In the spotlight
And I will inform you
That my next steps
Include endeavors met
In the sea
With divinity
follow me
and you will soon be
the magnet for electricity
Wonderful
The magic is in
The kin of delivery
Washing away the sin
What was once knit
So tight
Is now loose to flight
In the breeze
So often
Please remember
There’s never too much
When a bunch of flowers
Offer their heads to a bed
Laying at ease
Is it’s tease of approval
With it’s power
It’s touch
Is such that brings
Emphatically
The taste of sweet
So much static
Charging itself
Full of energy
Never leaving
But breathing into
a ceremony
Of it’s stature
So in harmony
Is the wonderful
In me.
I touch on the high notes
With pleasure
It comes easy
Always pleasing myself with my tone
So it sounds
That’s rarely the case
I’d much rather have others take my place
And sing for me
But I’m told I’m meant to be bold
Always being different
So much sentiment today
As I reach and grasp what i’m prone
To succeed with
My harvest has come
And I hear the trumpets
Announcing I am to perform
Truly to my hearts adornment
So much pleasure in my voice…
You touch me like i’m flower
You move me with your patience and courage
And so my potion for you is in my kiss
Please exhort your lips
And lay your hand on my bosom
I am yours and my passion
Exists in this.
Well…
Together mastering an art forever
Sharing your youth for pairing what’s due
Forgiving and never regretting your past
Holding the cast molding to richness
Touching divinity by munching on seeds of delivery
Puts a new tone to my bones
Relying and implying that my loss
Is your gain never to rain
and letting go of what betting will never bring
your fountain is stronger than the mountain
help me move your well?
inviting
I’m witnessing a testimony
Of words to paper rolling off my tongue
Surely I’m appropriate and one
With the shepherd
Who bore me
Its true I came from him
Does that sound funny to you?
I’m tired of what you think of me
So I’ll just talk about fountains…
I sip the joy
From your fountain
As it pours me a cup
Of relaxation and ecstasy
And tempts me to stay
Even longer
I have to leave
Because my very own fountain is overflowing
Come witness mine
Don’t hide behind the flowers
Because that’s where my fountain
Meets with reason
And helps them grow
To be in their seasons
Of righteousness
You may stay a while
I think my fountain tastes
Like juices from heaven
What do you think yours taste like?
Marksmanship
I wonder when I say
I want my ray
To shine on others
Like our brother
How do I measure myself
As I am weathered?
How do I compare to my savior?
So I dwell in thought
I’m searching for more
I’m searching for more than what I can see
There is nobody like me
Nobody. So who do I look to
To emulate and who do I relate to?
When I think im beautiful but there’s nobody I admire
Like me. Nobody. So what can I do
I don’t see beauty like others do
I don’t see ugly like others do either.
How do I measure comparing myself to Jesus?
How do I measure myself
There is not one women I admire like me
There is not one man I admire like me.
So I say with my ray to others of their beauty
Just hoping to reflect some off them to me
Thinking that I might make a world before me of beauty
So desirous as me.
The blue ribbon
I dance to win
A wealth
So true
Is my kin
Sitting in residue
Of a youth
No longer trying to blend in
Rather becoming the great from within.
