Current mood: busy
Category: Writing and Poetry
Hey A.... it's C
and
Before
I get too deep into this metaphor,
close the door ..relax and sit back
while I take you on a brief journey...
reminiscing bout u and me....
See,
I was up early with thoughts of our
Saturday morning showers n the dark...
which led to walks in the park...
followed by hand holdin'...
mind blowin'...
sexually explicit fantasies
acted out
continously
over and over...
UNTIL
Well,
we'd fight.
Love's spell lifted...
and as everyone predicted,
we'd travelled down that path ...
which led to our own wrath,
unbeknownst to our previous love makin'...
confused and dazed...
yellin' for days.
I'm amazed...
Now,
looking back in retrospect,
I'm finally able to dissect
the epitome
of our
STUPIDITY...
I've realized we were soulmates,
unaware of how to
contemplate
just why we were so great
as one.
Instead, we plotted our own
demise crushing our imperfect,
yet, meant to be,
Union.
I don't know what this is.. it came to me while I was sleeping on two different days. Thank god for Treo's (hey they're worth something) I was able to jot down my thoughts as I laid in the dark. This is how most of my poetry comes now.. in my deepest sleep.. or when I am in between sleep and waking. Maybe that means my baby will be as creative as I can be.. or am? I have a lot of emotions going on right now. Hope anyone who reads this enjoys it.
Thanks, Reese
(Peace)
Dedicated to: the one that lived in heaven and hell... with me.
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