Poetry

You read me like I’m poetry, 
Decode all of my heart wants, 
Enjoying the beats of my needs 
Even edit my mistakes like you’re Nikki G 
Dotting my every “i,” and crossing every “t” 

Baby, my thoughts just make sense 
And it’s no longer just to me… 

Whether they’re in rhythm like a rhyme 
Or rambling like some prose 
You turn my pages 
And let the messages just flow into 
Mental pictures of 
A cohesive structure 
I add one piece 
And you definitely build another 

My brother, 
I’m smothered by your intimacy… 

See it’s like when fiery trials hit temperatures of 202 

We get down low and 
Find life’s escape routes 
Push past the pain, 
All the hurts and wounds to 
Indulge in a safety 
Only free people can know 
I’m not a fire fighter but you’re making me show 
My Courage 

See, I’m driving this thing called life and you’re my radio station search 
Cause sometimes I’m lost but, you always work to 
Keep my mind soothed 
Locate my signal 
And play the right grooves 
So much so, and so on time that 
You move my very being 

Am I seeing double? 
I know you’re my equal 
My pages are being written, and I know you’re my sequel 
Things are in the way, you know I can see straight through 
To the moment in time where we’ve both won 
Simply 
Because 
We’re 
Just 
One 
Love 


African Pride, standing on Maya's shoulders
Writings Inspired by life growth
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