Day Late

Burning Desires

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The is My

Living life with no filter, Nothing Extra ....

Take off the shade To see the spectra...

It's expected, nothing less, for success...

Put on humility to undress the stress...

Door closed and life opened a gate...

Talent and hard work will Outlast the fate...

Loving life with know filter, nothing more...

Illumination only to eliminate the Tidal bore

Cliff Notes

Tossing and turning thinking about you...
Knowing you wondering about the things I do...
Clouds cover my past, if it could only be removed...
Would be to rob me of a gift, I presently improve...
Bear the guilt of knowing the truth that's untold...
My future lies with you, To have and to behold

Screening

Confused as to what these eyes have seen

Stood behind the lines asked to read between

translation lost listening to the language of hips

Nobody in sync closed mouths and sealed lips

Hindsight twenty twenty outside what is envisioned 

Glass is half full cause being empty was not a decision 

Inmates

There is this feeling I feel, like being so close to home...

The trembling and the shaking, like I'm nervous syndrome...

Can't get my words out when I'm in your sight...

My mind is imprisoned, sentences, for you my pen writes.

Time's Ticking

Can we meet again, this time as adults...

Bottle up what's loss watching for different results...

Hands out of reach desiring only a touch ...

Hour moments together are comparable to nonesuch...

Can we meet again, this time growing young...

Sharing every breath as air feels the lung...

To face the future knowing space does exist...

Life unwound as the bell found a twist.

Make Haste

If every day was just like this...

to awake in your arms and greet you with a kiss...

I would be remiss to think that I could resist...

your smile, your smell, or even your touch...

please excuse me if I'm feeling too much...

A woman like you I have had such…

so please excuse me, you making me blush.

I will accept everyday will not be like this...

my eyes will open yet still dream of bliss...

these thoughts have promise I will not dismiss...

don't mind me as I reminisce

your smile, your smell, or even your taste...

please excuse me, this opportunity I couldn't waste...

A woman like you I know is innocent and chaste ...

So please excuse my mind, for my heart is in haste.

If every day was just like this...

to awake in your arms and greet you with a kiss...

I would be remiss to think that I could ...

Contradiction

Love is not an invention, so don’t be mad when I’m not making

Treasure the experience on this expedition your body’s taking

Love is not impatient, so don’t be mad when I leave you waiting

Found pandora between your lips, in rhythm your heart’s pulsating

Love is not an addiction, so don’t be mad when I’m not craving

Head upstream, overflows downtown, tasted a joy worth saving

Love is not a moment, so don’t be mad when I lose my timing

Focus your mind on what’s ahead, don’t fear the fall while climbing

Love is not a rule, so don’t be mad when I start breaking

Inside of feelings, Love's a contradiction, intimate and breathtaking. 

Winter's Wind

Is this the feeling of love, as winter wind chills my bones... Is this the feeling of love?

Is this the feeling of love, as winter's wind hurries me home... Is this the feeling of love?

Is this the feeling of love, as wintered wind blows to the east... Is this the feeling of love?

Is this the feeling of love, as winter wind does more with least... Is this the feeling of love?

BAGGED

Paper or plastic? Good question… cause I want neither

Suffocating my ego, your eco won’t give me a breather

Real talk…what brown could do, should already be did

Call me the goat…add ever, so the truth never kids

Metaphor a reason, symbolism of class no undertone

Lemonade over tea,

bitter sweet the end, when the beginning gone…