two columns*

moving very slow, with no where really to go; though, I am excited, anything can happen and I’m delighted!

spending momentums of amount of time, with what I genuinely call mine; more than a woman in my prime, I am a creation from God’s design.

focusing, using tunnel vision, making sure I remain whole, without division

doing my best gracefully, being me has always worked perfectly; they’re flaws to you, and gift to me, and I will always embrace it, in it’s entirety.

laying down my own failures, to replenish the joy in knowing that I’ll always receive favor; resetting who I am, making tweaks to stuff that should be on the lam.

my emotions can be overwhelming, but I don’t sit around dwelling; all we can do is try, and when I’ve done my best, I may still cry, then digress.

I am a euphoric person, and I doubt you’ll find any other version, and that’s for certain…

lite*

I’ve been looking for better ways to approach things.

taking old habits, and cutting its strings.

I am pronouncing grace and favor over my life.

without any fussing or petty fights.

I am forgiving, for my own sake.

wanting more in life, than to just be awake.

taking a glimpse into my future, yearning for what’s in it, not later but sooner.

taking caution to any blind triggers, by treating its outcome as a simple figure.

being honest with the way life may’ve been, allowing education and guidance to lead me over and over again.

for myself I suggest peaceful practices, so my being is balanced above all averages..

body/image*

there’s no need to see what’s under my clothes, if you have no desire to understand my soul; I am more than plumped breast and a soft behind, pay attention to the intellect that protrudes my mind.

harvest a meaningful conversation, show me what love is capable of without penetration; adore me for my gentle words, tell me that my smile is my sexiest curve.

love me with admirable gestures, let your choice to choose me be as light as a feather…

mild*

I’m sinking into a phase that’ll challenge me. as I move forward, it’ll also balance me; I am never ashamed to reveal my true self, there’s only one me, who could never be bought, no matter the amount of wealth.

opening my mind a little more; figuring I’ll be able to settle a couple scores. looking beyond common horizons; I shiver in warm climates, the energy is demising.

courting myself every year, because that’s apart of growth; I am pleased to know that I’m no longer in a space that it broke…

bighead*

give me a wealthy amount of plunder; rescue my soul and spirit, even when there’s thunder.

sooth my mental state with courageous advice; elaborate on your emotions, and please be precise.

shelter my straying mind with reassuring affirmations; supply all my needs without a debated conversation.

I’m a love who needs reciprocation; shadow my nightmares with dreams of admiration.

pedigree*

descendants from one individual

Meriam-Webster

your actions, attitude, and train of thought, was first conceived within your childhood; without offending your competence in maturity, I’ll explain before I am misunderstood.

seriously, why do triggers that exist? maybe, we watch and observed so much as an adolescent; where do it all start? the rebellion, and rude remarks…

steady trying to wrap my mind around the thought of another’s trauma… I’m wondering if this is why we, at times, don’t receive a bequest of love, but drama…

what’s your background? not your resume, but the one you work hard at when no ones around; the things that if you told, would bring you down and frown; the generational inequities we were forced to shut-up about, so you don’t make a sound…

what negatives resulted in a positive? take me down the road you took, that gave you strength to forgive.

b/b*

brighten my day with sunshine; not a cloud in sight, when you say, “you’re mine.” hug me with warmth that feels like spring weather; allowing your choice to be with me, as light as a feather.

fellowship with me, let’s plant a new seed, allowing life in inevitably; pressure me with kindness; place flattery on me, make me feel timeless. know I am the one without any rigged tests.

open my eyes with love and intimacy, please don’t feel you could deceive or manipulate me; close my mind with undivided attention, make me smile whenever you are mentioned…

meh..*

strategically creating a conversation, with only a select few, who received an invitation…

my mind is truly delicate; tread carefully with your choice of predicates…

run a mile within my psyche; see how amazed you’d become when you see similarities of Aphrodite…

putting myself in a productive environment; balancing my day and my temperament.

sit*

sitting here as always, reminiscing on the good ole days; when my skin would glow radiantly from the summer rays.

my skin is getting thicker; i can achieve the impossible, because i am a dreamer.

the trail is getting hotter like a fever; at the end of the day i am a believer.

loving on solo nights, just to fill my heart; my trinity is cemented, it’ll never fall apart.

i am my beginning, so that’s where I’ll start …