so he gazed into my eyes riding down twenty headed back to the westside we make small talk about how he don't like cigarretes and i'm the only one to every smoke while in his car he reminices on how my man just stright out of the blue offered him trees "what kinda landlord, you getting, jai?" is the question he's asking and i sit there i laugh a bit then he turns to me his eyes new with glee as he admits "i would have smoked some green if you would have too... i know you would let harm come to me ur just that kinda dude. but i guess it's an aries thing, you know you understand, i guess i'm kinda open the EVERYTHING i'm just that kinda ram" as reading the passion on the pages of his eyes i some lost myself in the storey called He and I i nodded and grunted, proclaming i too understand that somebody always gets hurt on that transition to being a man's man and wished somehow i could muster courage enough to let him take my hand but on that night my heart sat in silence my mouth to speak simple words, common phrases and remember him speaking arabic to me he'd sing, i'd sing we'd sing i took the melody and would harmonize and we would blend music and a man once again being the things to make me happy and while he always wanted me to do the single think like he did and keep some of my purity and regain that which is lost to me a new sacrifice, for the one he'd give to me the first piece of pie and fruit more exotic than kiwi, and starfruit which goes by another name all of this i see staring back at me a part of who i am and the wonder of it's beauty and funny how, until him i could never really see myself clearly but oddly enough i know loving you is like loving me
Aiden Waves, the cleansing fire
"just as the pureness of honey can sanctify my sins, i say let ur love blow in the wind...." -me!
"i would have smoked some green if you would have too... i know you would let harm come to me ur just that kinda dude. but i guess it's an aries thing, you know you understand, i guess i'm kinda open the EVERYTHING i'm just that kinda ram"
6. "RE: Reading between the lines" In response to Reply # 0
this was my favorite part: so he gazed into my eyes riding down twenty headed back to the westside we make small talk about how he don't like cigarretes and i'm the only one to every smoke while in his car he reminices on how my man just stright out of the blue offered him trees "what kinda landlord, you getting, jai?" is the question he's asking and i sit there i laugh a bit then he turns to me his eyes new with glee as he admits "i would have smoked some green if you would have too...
I'm not big on rhyming in poetry so when it got to that part i kinda switched off a bit...but this was most definitely felt...miss k
if you didn't define yourself for yourself you'd be crunched into other peoples fantasies of you an eaten alive.
7. "RE: Reading between the lines" In response to Reply # 6
glad you felt it mama. i don't know what made me rhyme so hard, i prefer free verse, even in song...but lately i'm dr. seuss in this bitch. glad you felt the kid again.
-El Nino
Aiden Waves, the cleansing fire
"just as the pureness of honey can sanctify my sins, i say let ur love blow in the wind...." -me!
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