Forever Mine*

The way we connect, has a kind of intellect that cannot be explained. The beauty is in a way, where our knowledge hasnโ€™t been discovered yet – itโ€™s still in the brain.  

Our closeness, can sometimes spring up certain emotions – we work through them – the way we reciprocate our likeness for each other, isnโ€™t plenty in most men.  

Thereโ€™s adventures that we find ourselves on; by the end of the day, weโ€™re asking where the time gone!  

We look at each with bliss, and nothing to say.  

As a woman, I do get a bit demanding; I want for attention, and sometimes itโ€™s hard to hide it – to make sure Iโ€™m not dating a phantom. I can get a little excited.  

Very involved in our future, as it is one; seeing that Iโ€™ve been planning on success since our partnership begun.  

Looking at the past different now; because separation has a different defined sound. Work is in progress- the same as ourselves- viewing lifestyle in a way of success; promoting myself through life never had any bounds.  

Just like every kind of relationship, it leaves certain prints on your heart; I wonder what ours will be, how will our blank canvas look once itโ€™s made into art? 

to Fantasize*

He loves to kiss on my neck  

Rubs me down with warm truth  

That makes us connect 

To an outer body experience, like a muse 

A spiritual muse, that makes moment like this  

Stop; time stopped for us, I donโ€™t know what to do 

But the universe really stopped timeย ย 

Just for us to shine, this is very different very new 

Not sure what this mean; but if this is love 

I still wouldn’t know what to think  

Discombobulated

a lot has piled up

I don’t need any luck

for a blessing to finance

putting worth into me

so one day I will see

I’m no longer an amateur

I will see the finish line first

she is a Victorian

me, I am the historian

I will fly again

I will fall, then learn

knowledge, is power I’ll always yearn

in future, I’ll be someone discerned

a wealthy mental state

evolving all persons into one face

always with joy

not allowing my life to a be played like a toy

I am mighty, even if I’m not a boy

surpassing generational curses

making its profit overflow my within my purse

I am solid

making my own way, dipping into no one’s wallet

Plan A

talking about all things amazing, making life for me more entertaining. creating a new ozone with a better view of a team. that are truly about submitting and manifesting their dreams, just like me.

though what I’m saying most times sounds repetitive; my argument in it, is honestly relative. I’m on only my race and with myself, I wouldn’t think to let my heart and my mind become competitive.

timing down different tempos; seeing what other volumes I can go. without moving too fast or slow. I am doing things the way my heart was guided to do. when loyalty starts there, more faith begins to produce.

there are times I am cold, then hot; depending on the opportunity I got. I’m not the type to express certain things on the spot. I like to observe, and research before thinking I can stir the pot.

flutters*

in word form*

if it was meant to be said, then I’ll remember. something I’ve always told myself, so I would never feel hindered.

I say this because I just don’t spit it out. things I should speak on, is so hard to say aloud. not that I should anyway, but I am not proud.

I have to vow to myself this; speak your mind woman! no one’s opinion should stop it! be you – be me, I mean; I’m tired of looking like it seem. look at me and believe. truly, I am in a weird space; today this is somethin I have to face.

when words are spoken, they cannot be taken back. everything that come out my mouth, must always be fact. being a listening ear can be a beautiful thing – when there’s one listening in return – the things we decide to take in is what you learn.

roadway*

things go the way I need them to – not how I want it; personal gain isn’t what I want to pursue.

everyday I will reveal something – something new; they’re aren’t any old things I think I want to do.

it doesn’t appease me anymore, I need substance; something with a core.

going down a turnpike with people watching sideline – throwing out strips of spikes.

it’s good though, and it’s fine.

I’m still going to win and receive what’s mine.

it’s out of your sight; but it was made up in my mind.

Deep*

How Long is That?*


Can’t tell you as a matter of fact; I won’t talk smack – but I got your back. you’re not lazy and you don’t lack.

loving the view – especially when its like that! I knew when I bent down and sat.

stop – I’ll say.

giving me a piece of your soul, it was almost everyday. the vibrations we had – had its own place. jumping on a Pogo; making sure I’m not going to slow.

wanting to hear you moan a little more. by the end of it, the poor feline will be very soaked, and very sore.

Just Keep Writing*

Shakia

I’m probably writing the most amazing things; and don’t even realize it

joining this pen with paper has changed my mind around – I had to believe in me and it. these words I’m given; its just for me, a perfect fit.

preparing myself for something I don’t even see yet; Lord knows, when it happens these moments wont be forgotten. this will not be a regret

Appropriating my posture –

I will be in public eye exposing these monsters

Girl Lady Woman*

I am breathtaking – no longer sleep, I have awaken. let’s play a game – I saw your last move; it’ll be a shame, when you realize I’ve pulled a you! smart and deceitful – what a combination; but I am brilliant and kind, with no moment of contemplation

I was drawn by God’s hands – I see no mistakes; kneeling for no man, they don’t choose my fate. deaf to any sound of negativity – my ears only Heaven; evil could never put fear into me. I pray now, then I say Amen.

serving tranquility resetting and rejuvenating my energy; pushing envelopes, for my vision to be seen.