3.31.2009

? Who am I ?

I love the Lord
But sometimes it's like that I love me more
I love the peace
And I love the war
I love the seas
And I love the shore
No love for no beach
Baby, that's loyal
But she doesn't see, therefore I spoil
I trick, I fall
Run up in raw
I love her, with all my heart
Every vein, every vessel
Every bullet lodged
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said- that she would give me greatness
Status, placement above the others
My face would grace covers
Of the magazines of the hustlers
Paper, the likes of which that I had never seen
Her eyes glow green with the logo of our dreams
The purpose of our scene
The obscene obsession for the bling
She would be my queen
I could be her king
Together, she would make me cool
And we would both rule, forever
And I would never feel pain
And never be without pleasure, ever, again
And if the rain stops
And everything's dry
She would cry
Just so I can drink the tears from her eyes
She'll teach me how to fly
Even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall
And I plummet from the sky
But she will keep me high
And if I ever die
She would commission monuments on her bosom
To hum
Or maybe she'd retire as well
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell
And I'll be

2 comments:

  1. I kno this is very random but you fell asleep on me n I didn't have nothing else to do, soooo I decided to go to your blog for entertainment and this poem :^).... well it left me wondering and the first questions that popped into my head was..."Do he feel this way about me,about us? Or could he ever feel this way with me?"... Well my dear?!?!
    ~Ur Baby

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