thinking to myself..

at one point in time i wanted to give you the world..

but..

i could never give u the world, its gone bad. I care 4 u 2 much....

My Angel

sleep gently.. to consider forever my angel is not hard for me .. with you in the picture as the seasons change and the years past my love will withstand... i love you beyond everlasting... without a doubt you are my sun on a cloudy day.. you are more than a want.. a "need" is what fits you.. my angel so soft spoken.. as you sleep gently i kiss your forehead knowing true love is what i found .. but i will restrain from thee as i take my bow ... i love you were the last words spoken from your lips . to withdrawal from you and the world is most hardened ... hopefully i do not wither away because you are my daily bread... "defiantly questionable" you say ... i become speachless.. my steps seem caculated.. and watch closely..looking for my fualty-ness, doubt is modern a day proverb.. it is the human concept of expecting the worst..but at the same time teasing our dreams by chasing such things that tickle our fancy..but when they arrive.. especially unexpected we become withdrawn..as if we were hoping in vain ..

i pled with you.. my hearts desires are not pure considering i am in sin , but on the contrary , although i am as human as possible my love for you is like nothing that can be comprehended.. my shields fall i lay bare un-purposely.. as i stand before you completely vulnerable my look deepens..my eyes glare.. i have reached a new Plato if you will materialism is in my past i am more concerned with the things of priceless value.. things that cant be held but can be felt , things that can be remembered and passed on.. more of life experiences than vanity.. to experience life with you..


a journey..together... . .journey with me... my angel understand i am restricted by skin therefore have ways unfitting, but my intension's are well meaning...

"A special world for you and me A special bond one cannot see It wraps us up in its cocoon And holds us fiercely in its womb Its fingers spread like fine spun gold Gently nestling us to the fold Like silken thread it holds us fast Bonds like this are meant to last. And though at times a thread may break A new one forms in its wake To bind us closer and keep us strong In a special world, where we belong.." understanding this statement will be a riddle that will plague you..


i LOVE you unconditonally.. my angel .. my heart..



Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves.

sweet nothings

come here love let whisper sweet nothings in your ear. . . i redefine what you like .. i'll be your need not your want .. the lies ill tell you will draw you closer .. thats it.. let your guard down show me you true colors underneath the surface as i feed you undeniable fibs to draw you near.. my mischievous grin as i undress you slowly.. i look deep into your eyes, im fixated on what i desire.. you search me facial expressions believing to see love and genuine sentiment .. i crest you.. a wolf in sheep's clothing i press you near, force emotions on you, make you feel special as i whisper sweet nothings in your ear.. how dear of me.. to oblige your fantasy to lead you down a candy coated pathway of lies and betrayal ...welcome to a beautiful entrapment.. look how gorgeously i sped my web ..

Ebony.. the color of beauty bronze complextion melts into a world of collsion..DNA traces me here.. I see earth.. I see mother.. I see nature at its finest.. loving our ancesrty.. teaching the turth..timbuk tu .. the devine rope vine we carry in our blood..embrace it.. the melon of the begeining.. we were the first.. trace it... all branches of mankind came from WE rather you are a dark satfire color or a soft lemon mirange .. we are beautiful..black is beautiful.. love one another...

tattoo'd lips

tattoo'd lips speak enchanted verbs..so sweet, the moist subtle caress embedded to my flesh. figurative-ly .i conger up fantasies, the wants and needs i crave are strongly inching me.. i hear whispers in the distance.. a constant reminder to my flesh, tattoo'd lips, the often victim of my affection.. red outlined gently for fullness and shape.. pink for ripeness and white for a quiteblush.. my tattoo'd lips. . .as i took my heart off my sleeve and placed it in ones bosom a tear became thee.. i wiped it gent-ly .. she presses my shoulder with her lips, a kiss, a imprint of forever-ness, meaning-FULL

as i sit in the corridors of my mind..

such a big world for an army of one .. as i battle life anxieties i am faced with the facts i will only live once, experience true love once, have a first born once, indulge in life's secrets once.. i will only be given one shot.. and the the bullets will reunite me to the ground which i came from and my soul will either find peace or be tormented forever.. i realize i don't have forever to love so i love you all now i experience and live life to the best of my abilities, because time is flying so hastey.. i stare into nothing and see everything .. ironically how shy we are .. to only be truly honest when we are by ourselves .. the only time we feel free to speak or feel or ponder our deepest emotions.. our desires.. so broken i am before myself .. only i can comprehend the depth and simplicity my being posses....

i change lanes on a regular i sway back and forth with ideas..the insanity to others is sanity to me.. as i sit out in the humidity i see mirages of what could be and live out my life enclosed in my mind i take journeys in every-field i go down every-path and then snap back to where i am in my life, which is now. not to say i havent lived because in my mind i have , now the idea is to turn ones (pause) beautiful faces pass me by one after another overwhelming the the soft tissue of my body , funny the urges that come forth.. but yet i react not, but confident becomes me .. self pleasing ... only thing is the face in the crowd i would like to see is no where present . my high falls , confident weakens and i began to wonder how life is in the past for her..or is it the present .. because i live in the future ..


i tend to calculate and manipulate my steps to bring me closer to my depiction of what i want life to be and how i feel it should be ran.. how naive of me because the more i try to control the more i see how my hands are tied and how things are out of my will. All i can do is what i have been doing making the choices .. the weight is heavy .. the ground does not give ..i wish i had someone to help lift this load of depression which ways me down the wolrd sends me obstacles i wish they would cease the only way to be completely at peace is to commit and act unforgivable which i am not willing to do . so i must hold strong ..



with all this being said i will continue to smile. so i say "cheeese "

first night on the town

Miami, south beach.. one word amazing

i can get use to this =]