Smiles in My Memory

A smile from my memory crept into my soul, how bold? How beautiful? a grin so suitable to whom it is attached, unmatched by any queen, I mean rowing this boat merrily down the stream of dreams. Have I become a fiend to the things that make her gleam? I mean to see her teeth is such a lovely thing. Not to mention her essence, her mere presence is a blessing. Confession: I searched inside my memory, my mental treasury and found a heart that didn't bleed that was in need of some energy. With your essence being a blessing there was no second guessing affection. What a tragedy it must be to wake up to that smile and all the while not appreciate the women behind it. Beauty is her not just her name.

Sweet Dreams

Who is this wonderful sweet woman that I make up every night, Only to wake up every night to find the other side of the bed cold as the shoulder of the real life drama queens that I meet when my eyes are open in the light. Is she the visions of the future or the past? Maybe she's the sum of ones that didn't make it, and had that one good quality for the taking. So my mind separated and added them all up. And stuck them in to one and that's my such luck that She should be something like a memory in my dreams without a rhyme or a reason. Hints to find or that she even exist. Only thing that I can hope is that if she's real marry the idea of my existence so her persistence doesn't turn to submission and make her give up on resistance from men who diminish her quality that qualifies her for readmission to my thought every night for sweet dreams and good nights.

She = Standards

If she equates to my standards then why can’t I manage to scribble a thought or find the words to jot about this knot in my abdomen that only seems to happen when you talk about the things you want and how you live how you love and how you give. You make a nigga wanna live to the potential that will be credential. Confidential has never been the way to handle potential but I guess I should say nothing until I know it’s official. It’s hard to tell the future but the truth sir? Is not hard to follow, especially in the words that are borrowed. Defense like Charles when it come to the heart. How could you not start to part when it seems you’ve met your equal heart. This must be what they call better half, but I’m willing to give it all how’s that for math, I still have yet to scratch the surface on what makes her. But every one of my standards equates her.

Love-Over

Ideas, judgements on how love should be

Concrete reality love's path is complete

But let go of everything we know about the subject;

Love is a war,

We did this before,

Games we've explored,

Calls we've ignored,

Ready to give up and yet we're screaming for more and more

Love is a chore,

I think I'm getting bored,

You broke my heart in to pieces and its all on the floor... Lord

Erase my memory from all the trials and tribulations

A brand new start so we can have the love sensation.

A tale of two hearts.

Distracted by life

Love has no time to find a part

Can you feel my soul on the other side of time

Can you hear my voice talking outside the lines

We search for love in hopeless places

But never understand it when we're faced to face with

Face to faceless

Loves had a face lift

It broke down barriers and stood in places

Defaced the meaning of my concrete love

Replaced with the meaning higher love.

Toxic

Poisonous to my existence

The only solution is distance

Entered my system

With effortless persistence

Criticizing my entire existence

Discontinuing my concept

And rejecting my thought process

You disguised your self as me

Instead of dismissal

I helped you dismantle

You are me

I was convinced

And believed in our intent

Cancer you helped destroy we

How could I destroy we

How can I destroy me

Wait wait wait

Your not me

Not even a part of me

A separate entity

Filled with negative energy

My essence is pure and untainted

A new revelation

But it took time to feel SINsations

I looked outward instead of looking within

I saw what i needed and let you in

And just as soon let you out

Your resistance can not defeat my persistence

I’ve been blessed and well equippeded