i think love is over.....rated love is over...then we rade it we rate it
biz marquee said the bridge is over boys to men called it the end of the road musiq tried to have a conversation with her but Aaron Neville asked her to just: Tell it Like it Is...
Love is the power to let go of the past and be with what is it's the freedom of letting others give even if a complete understanding of what it looks like is invisible... u just don't know...
i have no purpose other than to love and sometimes it hurts cuz sometimes i think that love has to look a certain way but when i try to change her it burns it cries it chokes fights breaks free and then it dies because of me
i have no rhyme or reason no formula no structure or rule to follow love isn't something you plan for or evaluate its something you take in and accept or let it go and manifest let it comfort you and help you Be the Best
i'm speaking of that mellow love soft head planted between milk-filled breasts the love that nourishes babes hunger and thirst bruising burnt-almond nipples sucking til there's nothing left but rest...
i'm talkin bout that hungry love that can't sleep til you go to sleep while im on the phone love that you should name me different when introducing me to yr friends kinda love that i love your deeper than i let you know cuz i'm scared you might love me back love
that love is pure this love is free but love stays censored by our past perceptions and analogies can never get the true YOU or true ME to busy conjuring up excuses why you wouldn't couldn't shouldn't but should toobad u didn't or don't know if u could love me for me bullsht. love is so uncomplicated and i can't stand it cuz the nature of being human is centering all things around self and self-control fk the knowledge of god and connection of all through breath-life-earth-water and (fire) soul my goal
is to love til love asks for time out love til love puts her white flag up for surrender love til life says "get a room" in eternity cuz folk can't handle that real sht. i said
im here to love me u her him us we them all GOD
until life is just a four letter word and love becomes the silence that comforts the unliving
until love becomes the voice of hope joy and peace and teardrops of a father sister mother brother friend that's been forgiving even after death claims life after words spoken without thinking
yes
im sayin
LOVE
im callin u out sista stop cuttin me the eye and hidin out cuz my azz is out and my hearts in a sling and im not drawin my hook back until i know your caught
and under my wing
LOVE
i love u u love me and hey
we need each other cuz without me in your life LOVE there'll be no such thing as the joy of romance and the passion of 2 lovers wrinkled blood-stained sheets and lavendar-scented satin covers
then
there are the others
that
without u in me
Art Language Religion & Culture would not exist
without yr injection in my being and...and....
and
i wanna stop this poem but i keep finding words to say maybe the whole point is to be
speechless
just that would explain
why
love needs to be free to be love in u me her him us and them
love is over..rated. under-stated but most of all
under appreciated
let it sink in
and let's just be... s p e e c h l e s s . . .
*selah*
~MUSE
(C) Copyright July 31, 2003 by Artist Known As MUSE - MarcArthur St. Juste
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Speak and it shall manifest Breathe and it shall live Love and it shall triumph Give and it shall never be lost... ever... - MarcArthur St. Juste
"not one voice unheard" - VOICES NYC (Brooklyn, NY)