fuzzy .

emotion .
the extreme human sense, i call it .
its sight, its fragrance, touch, or taste can overwhelm you .
you can be as solid and stable as a rockk, yet emotions can leave you torn with your heart in a void of pieces .
love is difficult to define .
i refuse to actually .
but todayy, &+ on a few other instances, i think i momentarily understood its mystery .
memories fluttered through my head as if i were flipping through an album .
good, bad &+ in-between, i was overcome with emotion, my chest felt heavy &+ tightt .
it felt wrong, but in some ways - so rightt .
it concludes to a fact, i do love her .
i dont plan on acting out on it, or even trying just . . one more time . .
mostly because if things went left, i think id have absolutely nothing left to give .
i love her enough to simply be satisfied she's happy .
sounds corny, of course, i used to hear people say things like this all the time &+ i'd think nothing of it . .
times change .

"Tis' better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all ."
- Alfred Lord Tennyson

my favorite quote in regards to that .

'| P . S . A |'

ok, so i havent posted in a while .

i've had an uneasy feeling tht if i put some pieces on here tht someone else would benefit from my work .
ive gotten over tht .
not because i feel like its not going to happen . .
more so because i feel like its not taking me anywhere constructing time out my life, to allow others in it .
more recently, people have proven to me tht its a waste of time & effort to invite them in .
it only creates disaster, or some sort of let down or disappointment .
so i think im gonna quit writing poems & just talk about life & everydayy shxtt .
-dont trip . i mite throw the occasional quickiee out there but thts all i see worth the expense at the moment .

i did get on to write about something, but i forgot . [oh, well]

appreciate the support . .
until next time my readers .

food for thought ;; barriers .

find yourself at this barrier,
no left, no right .
just straight forward .
shortcuts, rarely are what they seem to be .
choices, determine our compass in life .
you may sit back like,
i got this, tight, on lock -
but continue to glance over your shoulder,
as if that doors' unlocked .
insecure .? insecure .
you repeat, as if you cant see, your in-
securities .
only you, know the tempo,
of your own beat, see . .
time waits for no man, nor woman -
so breathe deep -
as you take your step into choices, my friend .
your life may not end -
your destiny .?
. . well, that depends .
peers may tell you, be careful .
you heed, yet an elderly may say the same -
but nahh they couldn't conceive -
the intentions . . the aim,
or, final destination .
"he/she is just a hater", you say . .
a motivation .
wood for your fire, you stray away -
that's all fine and dandy .
but confide in those words,
constructive criticism is never unhandy .
even comments toward how you dress .
image is everything - whether professional,
or simply when you tryin to flex .
a prestigious employer, cannot, and will not -
hire you, straight off the block .
you gots'ta be crazy .
im not implyin' folks lazy -
but the presentation thats brought to those eyes,
seems careless, there's no room to improvise .
you feel me .?
its the choices .
those everyday decisions that seal the deal .
its alright to have fun,
but keep in mind tho . .
not every shortcut leads through,
to the right road .
yeahh, it may be tight tho -
farther down that road . .
you gon' be walkin on that ity-bity tight rope .
dont depend on anyone to help you -
human nature always tells you
look out for number one,
cause no one else can re-direct you -
to that path of righteousness .
cause at those times, you might just miss -
the lesson,
which isn't mentioned .
thas sumthn you just cant dismiss .
. . .
alright,
your doin great .
times past, no more mistakes .
dont forget to live life -
go out, order a steak .
that time is surly comin
when you can sit back and laugh
cause now you know for sure . .
no barriers are left in your path .

quickiee;; lovers application .

so as i -
lay in these sheets,
im praying yu thinkn' about me .
keepin' yu happy -
that's all that's important, undoubtedly .
tellin' my story,
its hard cause i feel like yu know me .
stayin' up only to talk to yu girl -
cause yu show me..
all of these things that i want and i need in my woman .
all of these things i found when i met yu . .
im flowin' -
straight off the dome,
its easy, yu truly inspire .
its not jus ya looks,
demeanor is mostly required .
your flyer -
than most of these females for hire .
. . .
simply put - yu got the job & employee of the year .
but im bout to go, im gettin' sleepy
- wish yu was here .
. . .
goodnight .

678.933.hahahehe .

i feel like its been you and me for years..
i be nostalgic girl, i miss you .
evrytime we talk its like the first time .
you and i be sharin things..
stimulate my thinkn, comparably great minds..
you kno the sayin .
but comparability is the riddle, see .
you, nothing like me..
we daily, converse our differences alike -
half-written pages neatly torn from my book of life .
but this is just a chapter .
so much laughter - we share..
dwelling in the past . .
most things . .
barley even last . .
through the wrath of time .
catch my self, time after time . .
simply thinkn bout, rhyme after rhyme..
good morning - goodnight . .
you stay on my mind .
girl we all know yu hella bad . .
but its your mind thats so fine.
those lips - so divine,
sensually met with mine . .
those signature curves, define a 'dime' .
do you mind if i,
climb my way into you ?
just enough for me to . .
force a jump-skip in that beat,
i be, rockin' my head to .
its you girl, i'm into .
almost everything about us . .
just clicks in my mental .
green to the temple . .
but its you that im feenin' -
you like tht good that i breathe in,
supernatural healing . .
i kno i aint dreamin,
- cause when i think about you leavin..
my chest get to beatin' .
pen &+ pad get to meetin' . .
you the cause of all this .
kickn back without you close, is awkward..
like sittin down when i piss .
i go on and on, yeahh i kno i digress,
but in terms of us girl..
we like an unfinished canvas.
skillfully painted by a talented artist,
beautifully "drawn" together..
yet nowhere finished .
ill be here, same digits .
jus txt when you finish .

as you dance .

instead of gun clicks, i hear the clicks of her heels,
and the tap of her toes..
envisioning an angel at recitals and shows .
. . .
her movements are fluent,
like newspapers, as they dance along the sidewalk..
in daydreams there's a girl, just like her, lives on my block .
. . .
curly hair, dont care .
surrounded by smiles that wont share .
. . .
swaying in and out of love,
her heart in rhythm with her feet .
. . .
she taps to her own drum,
most people is off beat .
. . .
relationships pose as her stage,
twisting 'til it hurts..
as if she's dancing for change .
. . .
not for loose change, but for true change .
. .
as hard as she loves, it's all for what .?
. . .
find love in imperfections and unique details..
and wear your headphones for the,
whispers of rhythm-less females .
. . .
insecurity is the purest form of honesty..
just be yourself .
. . .
try not to trip over niggas with their Adidas laced tight,
or because his fade's tight..
the flyest niggas can smell stage fright .
. . .
and if the crowd dont clap and the audience laugh,
remember that they still on the sidelines watchn..
. . .
as you dance .

quickkie;; things jus aint the same .

listen up .
nuthin clever bein said..
im not doin magic tricks..
pulln a quarters out mah head .
. . .
neva payd me no attention..
not a second in the day -
why is it tht i gotta write,
jus to be heard nd not played .
. . .
we been here before..
its like deja vu .
'cept last time i wasnt talkn
i was listenin to yu .
but this time its diffrent baby,
yu did me too wrong,
yu steady changin on me .
like a jukebox shufflin songs .
. . .
yu weak, like sumthin cheap .
i try not to waste money .
but i guess my efforts' worthless,
spendin time witchu honey .
& nahh thas not the case,
its not a diss to yu boo..
im jus tired of holdin' out -
..tired of waitn on yu .
&&to top it all off -
yu let any one hit it..
like yu wasnt good enough for nuthin
strictly flashhy, & fly shxtt &+.....
. . .
..im sorry for goin off..
ima always ride fah yu .
jus more recently i fell back..
yu too "gangsta" - too cool .
i think we gainin distance,
from eachotha i mean..
cause im sorry HipHop .
things jus.....aint the same .

her;; wordplay .

well, i think i love her,
waiting to discover.
she got me so . .
high -
she so fly,
she hovers .
in bed - no blanket, uh-uh, i got her covered .
. . .
you cant ever -
judge a book by its cover .
the author's name is on her spine,
New York Times best seller .
tell her, i felt her.
from the attic, to the cellar .
. . .
name out-
screams,
she got them veins out .
really don't think anything
will ever get them stains out .
. . .
Haters.
try anything to get my name out-
her mouth . .
nah,
cause thas my favorite playground .
told baby girl to lay down -
backwards, like face-down.
"faster", she say, "faster",
out-last her -
solid work-
comin from the back like "after".
believe she rode it, cause ya boy crashed her .
. . .
her brain is insane .
she earned all of her masters .
i cant put her down,
yet i've read all of her chapters .
like 'ex boyfriend',
Casper, he ghost .
seein straight through dude -
he an actor .
. . .
Quickies, call em preludes .
dived in her thighs.
got lost in her deep blue -
Jaws,
i eat through,
peek-a-boo, I see yu .
bark like a tree do .
pee-yew -
she the shxtt .
we jus get explicit-
when we need to .
. . .
Parental,
advisory's essential .
yu had her,
a rental .
I stay up on her mental,
yet also in her dental -
we do it over ten fold ?
rumors, jus humor . .
but yu jus a consumer .
. . .
she on top -
i got the key,
she on lock .
I squeezed,
her bomb popped .
stopped, dropped, rolled -
she too hot .
shots, pills, I do not -
get tickets when I speed,
keep it low, six degrees .
. . .
i got the bag for her tea,
the purple for her sweet,
Urkle for her Laura -
knockin' boots,
she my Dora .
not enough .
i need more'a -
her .
a plethora,
of verbs .
. . .
to love, to hold, to hug, infinitely .
her bed, the rug,
i touch her butt -
tons, of style.
her smirk,
her smile.
she winks . .
she flirts.
yu think,
she's yours.
a dream,
a blur.
erase, insert, my name,
with yours .
. . .
about to blow,
she's on the verge .
In it i be,
swimmin deep .
im lost in her v.i.p.
attend without an entry fee.
stacked, like vending machines,
snackin' on her endlessly .

your homie, lover, friend .

somethin like a dream..
yet im in between reality .
at times i feel your presence..
but your not even there .
in the air..
i sense you, yes..
that sweet convenient fragrance..
you used to wear -
your hair, flowing..
through my fingers..
but you slip, i loose grip -
with reality, when im with you..
its a dream .
only described as this, because
the bliss we share cannot compare
to any other day i have shared, with another .
may i cover - you, with my love -
my love, hear me, when i confess it -
do not undress, it, take it for granted,
play, with, it, like a toy -
MY heart, is not sum void..
to be filled with games & nonsense .
when i step to you, give respect, to you..
i do not, and will not, regret, to you -
my love .
please & thank you .
sincerely, i rank you -
my best .
nahh, keep the trophy .
you've skillfully opened my chest..
you know me .
you've touched my heart .
consoled me - in my times of need..
hold me, cause at times i bleed -
pains i cannot contain.....
strain, and boldy drip from my vain -
to this page, always..
your homie, lover, friend .

your attention .

wrote this,
instead of spoke this..

let me quote your lips word for word,
feel the way yu blow your hips & twist the herb..
still dreaming, they gotchu bored,
diggin on yu, six feet, through the floor..
yah script stay spectacular,
always written with meaning..
yah whole style is poetry,
spoken truly, im feenin..
waitin for yu to open me..
dream ends.
my eyes open,
torn from a place i haven't seen yet..
a crush couldn't begin to describe,
the way yu make me dream wet..

got me floatin,
doobie blessed,
wrote the part for juliet,
too shy to play the stage,
body language like a movie script.
daydream.
maybalene,
past make up, like,
wake up type,
beauty's all natural,
lips like peaches..

blink
hesitate,
think.
lemme get a sip.
twitch my wrist when i think of yu,
leaky tip,
all my pens drip with the ink of yu..
notebooks filled with old hooks i wanna sing to yu..
corny as it might sound...
turn the lights down..
close yah eyes,
off the lights,
its on now..
flick the shutters.
sweet yet smooth like butter..
eyelids flutter,
sly kids mutter,
sidewalks start to clutter,
action .

and did i mention,
it's all for your attention...

she is .

solitary,
she is .
naturally confined to her mind..
looking through the window shades..
raining on her soul

wanting,
she is .
perpetually searching..
yearning for love..
who's - love
on this court, she plays..
this game for two
she cannot lose
she, gaurds her wound
heart in pieces
because of, you .

ring her bell,
she says .
ring..her..bell in hopes
you are the guest in which
privileged, to be let in .
leaving, wet coat and shoes at front
she, cannot front, with you
she knew, you had plans
to dance, just tonight .

regretful, always
she feels .
just another stray..
dog, awake to play
her .
no restraint or thought of tomorrow
just to borrow, her
precious, soft, luscious -
time .
wasted .

assumptions
she makes .
determined at preserving, what
IS left of her-self .
another ringing, at her bell .
still yearining
yet learning..

she is .