I wanted to see how far I could get without thinking about you, and I didn't make if out the door. It started last night. For the first time in a while I got to sit in my back seat and ride. i closed my eyes, listened to your voice and finally admitted to myself how I feel about you. I love not knowing where this is headed.
So as I got up this morning, the wind caressed my face and I inhaled the winter breeze, taking comfort on the open sea of life, knowing that you're the wind in my sails.
Stepping off the porch; my mobile rings. I didn't answer it though, didn't even remove it from my pocket. I knew it was you. And although this appears to be a blatant display of dismissal, it's not. I'm merely saving up future smiles in your bank to gain interest, so that I can collect my currency in joy the next time I see you.
I figure (smile x time)(hugs x kisses x experiences) / (openness x listening) = a lifetime of joy & possibilities.
So for now, in my pocket it'll stay...
(unfinished more soon)
Monday, January 26, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Journey Through The South
The bass line jumps through the 808's, beats my seat and massages my back as I'm drowned in the crimson of the stoplight. That coupled with my seat leaned back 45 degrees puts me at ease and screams my level of coolness to those on the street who dare to peer in my direction.
"Do you know who I am?! Do you know where I'm from?! Don't kid yourself. Those streets that you're strolling down just to accomplish your daily routine... I ran them. Back in da day shawty, you wouldn't dare step on my curb for fear your knees would buckle and give way. But now... I'll let you have it.
You see I've traveled the world by GOD's grace: went to Rome and did as the Romans, discussed quadratic equations with the Incas, swam in Spanish kisses in the summer of '03 and drew a line parallel to the equator just to mark my spot. I've travled the world!
So as you sit next to me in your car practicing your Halloween faces, before you part your lips to make a sly comment, and before this light turns green, take a second to reevaluate the scene. That base line is massaging the shoulders that helped carry the stones of the Egyptian pyramids, and my seat is leaned back so far that you just catch a glimpse of my hat because I need privacy. I'm on GOD's couch telling HIM thank YOU for those blessings HE's given me today."
Welcome to the mother****ing south!
"Do you know who I am?! Do you know where I'm from?! Don't kid yourself. Those streets that you're strolling down just to accomplish your daily routine... I ran them. Back in da day shawty, you wouldn't dare step on my curb for fear your knees would buckle and give way. But now... I'll let you have it.
You see I've traveled the world by GOD's grace: went to Rome and did as the Romans, discussed quadratic equations with the Incas, swam in Spanish kisses in the summer of '03 and drew a line parallel to the equator just to mark my spot. I've travled the world!
So as you sit next to me in your car practicing your Halloween faces, before you part your lips to make a sly comment, and before this light turns green, take a second to reevaluate the scene. That base line is massaging the shoulders that helped carry the stones of the Egyptian pyramids, and my seat is leaned back so far that you just catch a glimpse of my hat because I need privacy. I'm on GOD's couch telling HIM thank YOU for those blessings HE's given me today."
Welcome to the mother****ing south!
Monday, January 19, 2009
"When did I know?"
"When did I know you ask?"
He sits back in his chair and smiles as if to reminisce.
"It was somewhere between D' Angelo's 'When We Get By' and Common's 'Make My Day'. I looked up to glance at her. She was reading something and I saw her smile for the first time, again.
It got to me the day I read her eyes and wanted to own the letter between h and j and dot myself with her way of saying I; I am the one you wrote about in your poems, the one you daydream about eating ice cream with sitting under an over-sized umbrella at the beach.
I... was j-walking across the way she did her words and I didn't look both ways. Her verbs struck me, and it took me what seemed like a lifetime to recuperate and stop reciting I the way she wrote it. The language she spoke, I spoke it...
However, it wasn't until today that I knew. There was no second guessing. The feeling came as natural as GOD's blessing of breathing. I am absolutely, without a doubt in love with her. She satisfies every side of my personality. More and more each day I want to sample her flavor. One kiss would suffice. It would tell us all we needed to know. And I know she understands the art of kissing, the listening without a sound, the talking without a single word. I've longed for that... still do. At this point, all I know is that our vibe is my favorite song, and I play it every 3 minutes and 37 seconds of everyday.
So you ask, when did I know? I knew from the first time I heard her heels tapping against the floor as she walked pass. I knew when I first caught a whiff of her scent. I wanted to be wrapped in it and parade around for the next week... remembering her smile with each step.
What?! Nah, I can't do that. Tell her how I feel? Out of the question.. Why? Why you ask..."
He sits back in his chair again, biting his bottom lip. Finally he looks up.
"I haven't even told her hello."
He sits back in his chair and smiles as if to reminisce.
"It was somewhere between D' Angelo's 'When We Get By' and Common's 'Make My Day'. I looked up to glance at her. She was reading something and I saw her smile for the first time, again.
It got to me the day I read her eyes and wanted to own the letter between h and j and dot myself with her way of saying I; I am the one you wrote about in your poems, the one you daydream about eating ice cream with sitting under an over-sized umbrella at the beach.
I... was j-walking across the way she did her words and I didn't look both ways. Her verbs struck me, and it took me what seemed like a lifetime to recuperate and stop reciting I the way she wrote it. The language she spoke, I spoke it...
However, it wasn't until today that I knew. There was no second guessing. The feeling came as natural as GOD's blessing of breathing. I am absolutely, without a doubt in love with her. She satisfies every side of my personality. More and more each day I want to sample her flavor. One kiss would suffice. It would tell us all we needed to know. And I know she understands the art of kissing, the listening without a sound, the talking without a single word. I've longed for that... still do. At this point, all I know is that our vibe is my favorite song, and I play it every 3 minutes and 37 seconds of everyday.
So you ask, when did I know? I knew from the first time I heard her heels tapping against the floor as she walked pass. I knew when I first caught a whiff of her scent. I wanted to be wrapped in it and parade around for the next week... remembering her smile with each step.
What?! Nah, I can't do that. Tell her how I feel? Out of the question.. Why? Why you ask..."
He sits back in his chair again, biting his bottom lip. Finally he looks up.
"I haven't even told her hello."
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