Done Dirty

I can't believe this f_ckin bullshit, just this week I shelled out over a grip and last month I bought her a whip, and now she tryin to take me thru this shit, hell naw, she got it twisted thought I was gonna turn the other cheek after she got caught doin that ill shit, this ain't rhomper room I gots not time for that kiddie ish, on monday I'm going down to family court, she aint gonna try to play me with my kids, I already did a bid and aint no damn way I'm going another year and not be a father to my kids so she gonna have to hit the row like skids, fake ass bitch aint gonna take me through no baby mama drama shit!

Declaration

Every experience with you is a new rip in time & space, no matter where I am we are in the same place, we can take our time we are not running a race, you are the sweet icing on my cake, being with you is well worth the stakes, high or low, raw or well done you are like prime steak, pleasant to my site and taste, I want to be with you no matter if by text, by email, by phone, or within the special place within our intellectual states. No matter if we are in your place, in my place, on a snow covered mountain or in a light house of the cape, I desire to be alone with you, hugged up and cuddleing with you sitting by a warm fire or in the rain with you. I want to share all of my beautiful moments with you like tonights crescent moon under the bright lit stars, if you look out your window you can see me in your imagination waving from afar. In the distance I stand waiting for you with arms open wide, walking toward you to be by your side. You are the discovery of fine things preserved just for my gratification, the final destination in my journey, no longer left broken hearted lying on a gurny but risen to health & prosperity by our God who reigns eternally. I understand the difficulty that my past may bring to you & me but there's nothing we can't overcome cause we have the power passed down from the Almighty. You and I are destiny.

A Poets Devotion

We all can come off the top of the head with words of no discretion,
flip nouns and verbs into octaves with inflections,
in our thoughts there's dreams and recollections
that become lyrical manifestation
of our wildest imaginations. It is the art of creation,
the ability to use personification
the means to exhibit justified eradication
of positive and negative emotions.
We move like the ebb & flow of the ocean
with very little commotion. Our gift resides withing our hearts & souls not just our minds.
This here is the definition of a poets devotion.