i thought about you today between my left foot and the sky you crept in and orbited the outer realm of my thoughts
sometimes between the coffee and the shower or the loc and the lips you slide in a faint yet persistent memory causing me to
pause
i usually grab you with a swiftness shoving you down deep into the darkness where i place things i no longer want or need to desire
it goes right away fade away as nonchalantly as it came
but this time... right now...
when the pause came i was in the mirror between the eyebrow and the scarf i saved you from the darkness and held you up to the light examined why you still exist in the pauses
all i could come up with was because... you showed me what it could be how it could be how it should be then you vanished
i spent all that time thinking you'd taken my heart with you then spent more time trying to forget but for some reason the memory couldn't completely be erased
now i think i understand why you still gently skim across my heart and mind like stones skipped you created movement
now i can appreciate what you brought instead of cursing what you took away i know the possibilities my heart plumped full of expectation my soul running over with gratitude the pauses where you live now are just small reminders of how extraordinary you were and how amazing i am today.
1. "this seems like the perfect tribute" In response to Reply # 0
to someone who brought you down, but brought you up and made you better from it all too... I loved the following lines:
pause
i usually grab you with a swiftness shoving you down deep into the darkness where i place things i no longer want or need to desire
it goes right away fade away as nonchalantly as it came
but this time... right now...
when the pause came i was in the mirror between the eyebrow and the scarf i saved you from the darkness and held you up to the light examined why you still exist in the pauses
all i could come up with was because... you showed me what it could be how it could be how it should be then you vanished
*nods* Your work is always inspirational to read...
because... he helped me to get here and where i am is... ready to be heaven in which god dwells my heart is the heated center that pulses and sustains the earth my love is like water smoothing sharp stones flowing and reaching crevices otherwise kept dry my sex is integrated with spirit soul and heart if i were his i'd be his masterpiece his most precious work of art
5. "RE: pause" In response to Reply # 0 Tue Jul-06-10 10:06 PM by ASIEM
how many times must a nigga think every fuckin great poem is about him self centered egomaniac arrogant muthafucka then again i felt this before even heard it whispered in my ear still i frown from the pain of how real it is growin up aint easy when everybody else wanna make life so fuckin sweet it's bitter too and then we realize every moment every person has every purpose 4 everything 2 b free to choose over again...
oh yeah i simply love what you do for me in here so "do me baby like you never done before till i just caint take no mo"
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder
no please do indulge me u have a special way wit your words n ur experiences are so vast clue me in what was that thought to ur reply from me?
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder
.... you were the thought that lingered on his frontal lobe ... slightly cocked like the brim of his cap .... Tx state of mind ... her accent seasoned like brisket ..... she had lemonade thoughts ...refreshing
this is just what you made me think of .... i really dug this! lady you have come back
10. "RE: this was tasty " In response to Reply # 6
yes sir. you know me.
> .... you were the thought that lingered on his frontal lobe > >... slightly cocked like the brim of his cap >.... Tx state of mind >... her accent seasoned like brisket >..... she had lemonade thoughts ...refreshing > > >this is just what you made me think of .... i really dug this! >lady you have come back