We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me
I can blend seamlessly Because I find parts of me In ev’ryone I see
I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy
I’m a take no prisoners kind of ma… A knockdown, drag out, hang if you… Calculating, ruthless, no fear Nothing to lose, nothing held dear Use you up, throw you to the curb
I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less
When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections
I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
All of Us As Us For Us
I like to walk the razor’s edge I need to tiptoe through minefield… Don’t worry I’m a Libra If I have nothing else
You are eternal. Your essence will always exist. You will always be, You. Enjoy it!
If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?
I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.
I stretch your being You respond with shocked intrigue Sparks dance in-between
