Here’s My Hand…

What I say may

sound silly

now

but

you’ll find

it to be true…,

I never thought

that

when we met

I would fall

in love with You.

You

are my

new beginning,

you’re

the door to

life beyond…,

you’re all

that I

could ever want

or ever

need to

carry on.

You’re

the future

I have

dreamed of,

you’re a new and brighter

day…,

with

You

there is

no looking

back,

the past

can fade away.

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Everyday

ain’t

a joke

hee-hee

laughed

out loud

tickles

some

folks

frontin

inside

mixing

riddles

singing

notes

of the

despicable

life in

resentments

and

commitments

to

spoken

chatter

fun

as old

once

young,

wrinkles

in

roll backs

backstroking

memories

to drown

without

resuscitating

their faking,

making up

the next

to go to

Hell

baking,

hee-hee

laughed

out loud

thoughts

never

mistaken…,

keep it

moving

to the

end

of persuasion.

If it’s True…

Love comes

through the

eyes that see,

the ears

that hear,

and the

beautiful words

that makes feelings

clear…

If there’s one face

I want to see,

so handsomely

true,

one smile that

makes a difference

to everything

I do…

If there’s one touch

I long to feel,

one voice

I long to hear

whenever

I am happy

or just needing

you near…

If there’s one joy,

One Love

from which

I never want to part…

Its You!

My very special love,

my world, my life, my heart.

Closed Casket

I smelled

the Roses

before

collected

bouquets

as I

go

if I

died

today

Touche…,

No

money

can convey

I am a

limited

edition

classy female beast,

grew up

on the

east side

of my b-town streets,

No

honey

sweeter

to sting

your heart

with joy

or

buzzfeed

ya

right

outta

own

front door

than

thee,

five-foot-three

shorty

holding

University degrees

living

day by day

being

the best mom

I can possibly

be

praying

one

day my

son

can live

a

better life

than

me,

avoiding

momma’s struggles,

working

quadruple doubles

or reloading

a glock from

troubles…,

One bullet,

No

name

it aims

and claims

away precious

life

in loving memories

her

name

don’t weep

or

air-mouth-sing

to my

casket…,

I was here

before

smelling

the Roses

collecting

my

bouquets

from around

the ways

Touche…,

if you

never ever

gotta

know

me

on any

of my

Living

days.

Heavyweights

Storms in

my eyes

heaviness in

my heart

and silence in

my voice

to

collateral damage in

someone else’s

war

against

themselves

as knives

slices

straight

to the

point,

the same

boiling

water

softens the

potato

hardens

the egg

to break

into

shattered

pieces

of tiny

shells

bare and vulnerable

to its

yolk core,

exposed

to

even sugar

looking

like salt

until

no more.

That is That!

portrait by JoeEngland

Get back…,

OR

it’s payback,

to

attack

a hot tension

stacked

intuition

build-up,

unraveling,

holding together,

in a day

of light

to

brewing grey

smoke

percolating

at the

seams,

poofing

future dreams

into

Asphalt…,

oh, its mean

to say

BOO and get spooked…,

Step Back,

OR

lay flattered

on the mixture gravel

regurgitating

chunks of

lies

accumulated

from the inside

of You…,

Walk

Backwards

Away,

into the

cave

sculpting

the beginning

to the endings

of Your

short sentences,

as the

END.

It is what it is…?

No ordinary

day

waking up

to the same

old

in a different

sway

stretching out

or

curling in

to stand…,

holding

pressure

boiling

in tight fist

time and Time

to

mirror to Mirrors

laughing,

to a point

To

be

okay

To

breathe

OK,

cool

air of calmness

to

loosen

the strides

in walkbys

past-bys

shadows

and

echos

bouncing

heights on

rocky hills.

Blindfolded

perceptions

brewing

bitterly

grainy

litters

in loads of

stifling mugshots

singing cheers…,

calculated and

devilishly

sunken in deep

riot of rodents

Screaming inside

cloned

outside

waking up

to the same

old

in a different

sway.