To Really Like You

Still moving accuracy spiteful
Handful of blood and sweat
less the tears yours
now mine rightful
No discussion over and over insightful
You figure it out
I'm tired of explaining myself
To more than quite a few people
Who I've frozen with my heart
Cold like an ice cube
Crushed lyrically
and I didn't have to fight you
To love myself more
Before I was able

To Really Like You

As a Habit

The mindset in motion
Within my pictures
Not arrogant at all
I just know that I have
What it takes to make
Someone hard of hearing
Into a good listener
Sociable and sensible
As an outspoken self starter
And an independent finisher
Still life impressionist
Using the hemisphere as my canvas
Unlike Leonardo da Vinci
I project romance
With mechanics understanding
The dimensional graphics
Containing right angles
between two points of a tangent
I envision 45 degrees
beginning at a zero value
of an x,y, axis
Words sometimes escape
the lexicological patterns
Maintaining focus to righteously
levitate w/no magic
Due to the fact
within the fractions of writing poetry

As a Habit

Differences of Opinions

I see once again
I must use my gift
To avenge my spirit
So suddenly sad it is
That woman don’t get it
God must have forgotten about
Instilling patience over the materialistic
So many hearts shown to me forfeited
And still I’m finding my temporarily lied to
Right in front of my face the wicked
which God allows me to see it
spiritually guided to understand
how the lost stay lost
due to being inexperienced
my 1000 words the lords deliverance
first chapter genesis
we are not different
we just have

Differences of Opinions

Quite Alright

The water for the new seed
the flower to be as in my wife
my partner my life
Let's embed our righteousness
within the world and start off
on the foot - right
I want to keep you
where you are
close never too far
because for you I'll fight
the same way you fought
the telephone operator
the night you couldn't
get in touch with your light as I
that knew he would
later have to provide
for you which is

Quite Alright

More Than Love

When you saw me
for the first time
You kept quiet
just to feel safe,
and I can understand that
as I didn't speak about much
only because I
feared the touch
of every word
hitting you with

More Than Love

Standing There

I was the only one left
Standing still standing there,
I was the last pure soul
To show a smile
While standing there unaware
that I was to continue
standing still standing there,
I even attempted to move
so I could share
how I was feeling about
standing still

Standing There

I Don’t Own

Wounds deep no roots
No freedom no truth
Residing fallacy falsehood no truth
Mind treated like a booth no phone
An orange picked no juice again alone
With home I'm still winning to lose
My consciousness visibly still roams
Beyond my zone my flight wingless
twilight inner-space cloned
Afro-American genetically stolen
Follicles poisoned and tampered with
Too thick to comb
Confused and misinterpreted
The same close minds of those

I Don't Own

Approachable

The last tear to fall
Caught by the unconditional
Not letting me burn
Making the switch
Emotionally transitional
Involved now with new purpose
An energy felt from the west side
Of her heart emotional
As she listens providing me
With the motivational
Relaxing within the devotional
State of being sociable
Lovingly quotable
As my memories of her
Are now every second

Approachable 07/03/04