i wish i could say that was enough, that the experience had reached its climax
that it had all been for groupie love, a kiss on the cheek, that i could swear never to wash the left side of my face.
that all i needed & settled for was just a taste.
perceive & receive, lead & leading me through 'twas a world wind of circumstances.
steady slow dances
of words, song, stance in expression of understanding misconception being lead thru a path of truth,
Real.
And these words i wait for, in anticipation like my 1st meal.
But many would raise brow in the mist of this soul orgasms, as they look past it only asking if 'we seal the deal'?
And take this lyrical demonstration as a reflection of me initialing the pages as my contribution of how i really feel.
And i thank you for a long awaited gift, that was able to lift me from what my mind had convinced my hand was only a drift, which was only a shift of true and needed inspiration.
These words & these tags may seem entirely as a brief but solemn mention.
Unknown, unheard, infamous they face rejection, but like everyone this is my form of getting my hit of that depth, my lethal injection.
I'm true to it. If it makes you feel better print my words out. edit, ready for frame & lamination.
Nxu Stru! i'm a hiphop cheerleader!!
14/03/2010
0410hrs
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