Thursday, November 5, 2009

You compliment Me

you compliment me
like green to grass nestled beneath
deeply runs the path to my heart
bow of Cupid did seek
not once before
no lovers like these
two freaks that creep &
on the down low don't speak
don't talk, just listen...
for you I am weak
yet strong betwixt sheets
we meet-n-greet
do all but sleep
so it seems like time flies by
as sunrise interrupts the night
abruptly, no
but subtle, gentle
pleasantly peer into those eyes
nibble nipples
tickle tween thighs
no surprise
when we ride
you compliment me
how's ice tea unsweet
bitter, missing something down deep
as me minus you
equals bitterness, too
for Adam without Eve indeed
is best defined as sucks,
basically
you see what I can't
finish my sentences as if
pre-written in manuscript
days prior alotting study time
on rewind in my mind I
pause...
thoughts linger on concerning us because
you compliment me
as leaves need trees
need leads me to you
wants, desires
thirsts quenched by who, only you
the better half of the two
hath handed her heart
gave freely, no fear
as I in return
hath obliged my dear
sweet valentine
as days turn nights
repeatedly over again
that's when we've been
close to road's dead end
you-turned, I then
changed direction simultaneously
maintained the beasts within
without blinking
thinking
whats best for us
converse, discuss a little to
much inside the dutch
lean till thine eyes recline behind fine lines,
the smoke cause occasional chokes
cloud nine has never been quite this devine &
for the fourth time
you compliment me
seems air to breeze
since breeze would not be
should air cease,
so-be-it with me
I am that breeze
who would be deceased
should you never breathe again
silent as night rolls over to light
no return in sight
yet return I might
in confidence
how it all began
you compliment me

Monday, November 2, 2009

Ever been Bored @ Work?

Scatter-brained
is the zone
cuz now i'm all alone
just me & my thoughts wandering aimlessly
-pause-
Another customer
the 2nd today
didn't take him long to make up his mind & pay
for a wack ass hat
Shiiiiiiiiit, what do i care
long as these fuckers continue to come thru the door & share
their money
spend a lil on the company
& keep it moving
don't get comfy
make way for the next hat junkie
or more importantly,
my script
Can't help it
writing is in the spirit
Links to any
author/poet
journalist of sorts
Whether subjects are drugs, love, or sports
criminal defendants fightin in court,
sun shiny days,
or alkies lushing Tangeray
prose of a president from dollars to sense,
mishandled funds screaming embezzlement
cries of the child
dying inside
as the mommy he needs,
keeps getting high
celebrations, birthdays,
wars & heroes
heroines & first dates
with not just a loser,
but a full fledged zero
beach festivals, hurricane relief
album release parties
on the block
up the street,
to the Brooklyn Kids of Cosby wit Rudy's 'sweet feet'
Remember when
you used to splash puddles at top speed
beg ya momma wit a
pretty, pretty please...
As if it would work
well sometimes it did
but never, never
ever, ever
if daddy was listening
But enough jibberish reminiscing
i'd rather be kissing
my lovely, lady friend
& by shift's end
i will
Fulfill that desire
what she does best, beyond the rest
stole this heart of mine
a couple times
past & present must confess
i'm blessed
So while awaiting that lil, 5 o'clock miracle...
I hope you dont even think about coming into this store,
messing up the sales-floor
just keep it moving right on by the door, while i ignore
I write

look to say

look into my eyes
i need you to come see about me
they both love the flesh you're wrapped in
so beautifully
gaze upon my love's horizon
glazing oh so sweet
when i blink i feel i lose potential memories,...then
i vision sexuality
tween you n me
chances are we'll always be a couple lovers
Cupid would be pleased...
it seems,
the 2 of us swim in Passion Stream
tender love and touching the depths beneath the sheets
you are my lady
its you that i adore
infinite the years
always
forevermore
lovely are the sunny days
the rainy ones have washed away
attraction lingers
what more can i say