compilation....

Come write for me
a song
that you've created divinely
on a throng
of locs strumming upon my skin.
show me that you're strong
both in sanity and physically.

come fly me to the moon
cause i've got you under my skin
fizzling and stirring
disturbing my human being

for i am mad about you, boy
you are my thrill, my complete joy
and for 24 little hours of the day
you'd be nowhere but here
perched on leaves,
swaying as we cleave

shut eye, shut eye
after the light
go down
low

September Midnight

fair and blue, a star in sight
perhaps the star that night
be you. Fierce, bright
strong with delight
immaculate, contrite
the apple be mine to bite

Sentimental

He came to me through a song
on a day whose events means little to me
whose existence list no meanings
yet, some time during that day
He approached.

A romantic melody
created from Gaelic instruments
echoed throughout
the leaves nearby shivered
the clouds slivered the sky
cars raced by
birds perched high

still, nothing more beautiful as you
existed. To the form of you I persist.
Best friends we became.
You learned my name
as 'i' did you

I wrote to you almost everyday
you responded sometimes calm
sometimes emotional
and then with no reply at all

you became the some one
I can talk to
as i form you
i desired you
a love affair grew,
i finally met you.

You matured, grew up
wrote away from me
as i penned the words i
hoped to be true
i know it'll take another event
till i meet you again
whether through a song
whether unformed
i will know you
for i've spent these years
learning of you.

I beseech you

in.som.ni.ah

could it possibly be
you are thinking of me
tonight as you lay awake
sleep won't take
your body into dream
land
it is a miss take
when you can't think of anyone
else but me
so you call just to say
'i'm lonely'
and then i don't pick
up
on your rhetoric
you feel left
out
cheated, and cheap
the beer you drink
the reason you can't sleep
the reason for booty call
number 6

Ain't that lovin' you

Sweet, soul o' mine
where did you run to.
i searched but couldn't find
another to replace you.

travelin' wide,
in evenin' tide,
drownin' in every tear
i'm breathin' through stranger's hair

and ain't that
lovin' you!
ain't it wantin' you!
oh! won't you say it's true
baby, i'm all for you

swept away
dreamin' all day
for these arms of yours
to hold and keep me warm.

wrap me in flowers,
i'll bloom in your charm

and ain't that lovin' you
ain't it missing you,
i lost what i once knew
before this blue

la la
love
'n you

la la la
love
'n you

la la
how
can you

la la la
love
'n you

ain't that lovin' you
ain't that true!!

Love Letters

words I've been saving for you

knows when or not they'd be yours

love is described

prescribed only for one

inspired of its touch

words i'd rather hold censored

for your eyes alone

and for your life only

i've made vows to remain

wholly yours

read these words i wrote for you

with fervor, with love

with desires of me

they will tell what know

and what you don't know

but receiver

please send a reply

to the one you love.

untitled

Tonight

I'm gonna get over you

i will bottle up my love

then sail it windward towards the Atlantic

hoping tropical depressions, destructible storms

smashes and sinks it to the bottom

homing fishes that will eat away at you

everything i believed of you

will fade away becoming none once more

gone from my life

gone from me

you are nothing more to me

not even memory.

My First Love

He took time to enter my life
as he did to leave
we were quick to a want
to not lose, so we held on
only to lose yet gain
an emotion many speak of
but never feel

the Journey back with you on my mind
i wonder where i am,
where i would be had we remained
and what our lyric would be inspired of
and such the instrument that would bellow the sounds
of us.

the Bitty and pieces of our lives
knowing that i would never be the same
continuously sighing because i feel that pain
of the love i did want and felt so satisfied with, though
you didn't give it all

for now, i feel that i would never find what i had
and i won't be happy;
not because i do not wish to be happy
but because you made me unhappy

maybe we are unfortunate to share our lives with our first love
or perhaps our first love has their own first love
and the decision to part makes it hard to understand
why we were
why did we happen
why did we not?

first time

one day
i'd be asked
"how do i know that i have found 'the one'? "

and i would say
he was the first who
caught me
touched me
inspired me

still remain
that beautiful part of me