alexismroark: A poem based on recent events in my life…nothing…

alexismroark:

A poem based on recent events in my life…nothing bad at all. Just need time to reflect…

I C U watching

I C U waiting

I C U hoping

I C U dreaming

I C what U keep hidden

I C what U fear

I C what drives you

I C who U are

I C who U want 2 B

I C who he is

 

I know what I am

U cannot hide from me

Because I C U

Oh, I C U

But it’s ok

I have no ax to grind

I have no agenda to push

I have no desire to out

But I C U

Oh, how I C U

Now…why R U looking

At me?

Reblogging…so sorry. I wrote this at the beginning of that 24-hour period when Lizzie followed me. Ah, good times. I NEVER told A SOUL, btw!! Well, until now. 😉

I thought she “drunk followed” me then I thought she was lurking and picked me to pick on. I wanted her to know I wouldn’t rat her out. More fool me, huh?

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kendrasmiles4u: kendrasmiles4u If I didn’t have a…

kendrasmiles4u:

kendrasmiles4u

If I didn’t have a presentation tomorrow at 10am…ARgh. U do this on purpose, woman!

 (this is going to be difference ‘cause I NEVER title my poetry and i did down there…see??)

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Candle

She is light

Warmth

Radiating

Softness

And heat

She moves

Fluidly

Innately graceful

Sensual

Hypnotic

She is solid

Strong

Sure

Resilient

Yet vulnerable

At my touch

She becomes

Malleable

Soft

Giving

Free to become more

Than the mold

In which she

Was placed

Is Expected

To Conform to

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“She, In the dark, Found light Brighter than many ever see. She, Within herself, Found…”

“She,
In the dark,
Found light
Brighter than many ever see.

She,
Within herself,
Found loveliness,
Through the soul’s own mastery.

And now the world receives
From her dower:
The message of the strength
Of inner power.”

Langston Hughes (via ethiopienne)

LH was a total poet and he knoweth

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Someone asked me about the heartbreak I mentioned in my poem…

Someone asked me about the heartbreak I mentioned in my poem from a few days ago…why does it still hurt, fam? I am happy, loved, secured, but coming back to that time in my life…it gutted me.

I loved a young man once…

Who wanted something I could never be…

He and his parents had a certain type in mind, you see…

Physically, this woman, for Alejandro, was epitomized in the young…

Isabelle Adjani…

Dark hair, light eyes, killer bod, etc. etc.

I feel for those who find themselves competing with a “ghost”…

In whatever form it is manifest:  ethereal or corporeal

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How can I compete with a woman

You don’t even know

She comes to you on the screen

Both angel and seductress

She is the one who would set your table

Greet your guests

Charm your family

 

Like I never could

 

She would be the nymph in your bed

The siren of your song

The one you crave

 

Like you once craved me

 

She would be beauty

And light

With eyes the color

Of a clear summer’s day

Skin milky white, flawless

 Hair black and long

 

Unlike me

 

Her skin would be

Soft

Her body

Lush

Her mouth

Succulent

Her curves

Rounded

 

So very unlike me

 

Beneath your very talented hands

She would come alive

Mouth forming

Your name

On a gasp

Of surprise

And wonder

And delight

Body surrendering

Arching

Tensing

Giving

All she is

Receiving

All you are

 

Like I once did

 

And with your mouth

Your beautifully sensual

Harsh

Mouth…

…That practiced

…And perfected

…On me…

She could

Reach the stars

See the face of God

The answer to every question

Asked and Unasked

Pillowing your hauntingly

Beautiful face

Between thighs

That are

Soft

Smooth 

Strong

 

As I once did

 

And when she returns to this plane

She would be cradled in the arms

 

That once held me

 

And one day…

One beautiful day…

 

It will be her lips

Pressed against

A delicate cheek

The child

We dreamed

We named

We loved

We carried

We lost

 

Only me

 

She

Whomever she will be

Is…

The one you want

The one you need

 

And she

 

Is not me

 

 

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