Thursday, May 19, 2011

My Love

Dedicated to Ebony

Caressing your skin with the palm of my hand

Venturing into the unknown with my knees in the sand

Hands in your as I kiss your sweet face

My heart beats true with a resonating base

Feeling your body as I hold you so close

Unbelievable bliss at a dangerous dose

My vision of the future inadvertently shifts

The love you provide is a beautiful gift

Feeling your lips press deeply into mine

I know in my heart that you’re one of a kind

I know what I want when I look in your eyes

I feel it in my soul as it screams out and cries

The skies open up and there flies a white dove

My future becomes clear, I want you my love. 

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Typical Atrocities

Typical Atrocities 

Why do I have to be labeled so typically

Why do I have to be subject to such atrocities

Why do I have to be the target of animosities

I have always tried my best to do all I can for the rest

Hear I sit for I can't stand bearing the weight of this horrible brand

Why do I have to be the guy the guy that always seems to sigh

Why can't I be the one the one who's dancing around the sun

I find myself at a loss In trying my best I've only lost

I just want to be the one that anyone can call their son

I don't want to be the one that's thought to cheat and lie for fun

I just want to be the king and dance around the boxer's ring

I don't want to be the guy with hateful thoughts behind my eyes

Can't you see where all the same unfortunate souls of a perilous game

Can't you see we're grains of sand held in mother nature's hand

I don't want to be the one that's told he ever has to run

Please don't make me be that guy that's hated so much he wants to die

I just want to be the one that get's to dance around the sun

I just want to be the king dancing in the boxer's ring

Holding my gloves in the air, I bear this burden and you don't care


Monday, May 16, 2011

Ones Love

When one is with ones love 
Life exceeds all that one expects
But when ones love passion dies
Life itself dies.

Tears come running down ones face
At the thought of losing what is already lost
The pain is never ending and unrelenting
Death seems more acceptable