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I THINK IN MY PAST LIFE, I USED TO BE RAP ARTISTS!!! BECAUSE, SERIOUSLY, WHERE IS THIS COMING FROM???? Fancy speaking high and mighty Prim and proper Oh so tidy, You speak so elegant as your words come out over-the-top, and oh so stout are the flowery words coming…
My Sea Queen, we walk upon your land Do you hear my love notes sailing from the sea to your ear? I am now mortal man I long for the distance from your whispered caresses upon the air Does the scent of fresh roses still blanket the cascade of your hair…
As I stated, I would bring you Part Three. In the Book of Genesis, before kingdoms were established, before laws were written upon stone, and before humanity learned the complexities of civilization, there existed a divine order between the Creator…
Irvin Mayfield's Jazz Playhouse Royal Sonesta Hotel New Orleans, Louisiana I was sitting at the Jazz Bar on Bourbon Street. I'd already downed two Cosmos and was working on my third. I was feeling the mood, the atmosphere…
His words sound familiar, but with syllables you can’t count within a single breath. Echoes from long ago…
I’ve missed you, the woman who kissed my lips from long ago. If I should ever cross…
Republicans still singing their theme song before and after the mid term elections Song by Creedence Clearwater Revival titled Bad Moon On The Rise YOUTUBE got it
We learned geometry on the stoop — how knees fold into prayer, how elbows measure distance between you and the next man’s hope. Mama stood at the kitchen sink with her radio like a gospel witness, counting change into the coffee can, calling out bills…
You just got ROASTED, Your biscuits got TOASTED, Yeah I'm SHUTTING YOU DOWN…
Hello: Adele ICU: Cocoa Every Breath You Take: Police Body and Soul: Anita Baker We're Not Making Love No More: Dru Hill…
You pass through my mind from all directions, thoughts often drifting to the middle— stalled…
This is one of those journals I had to step out of my comfort zone to give credence to the originality of its merit. I have always stood by my creed; the mind is a terrible thing to squander, and the heart is an organ that requires the gift of love…
It was the year of 1985, in March, to be exact. A prince was born on its seventeenth day, barely weighing a pair…
We inherit more than just Beauty, we inherit wits, intelligence, a sound mind, and elegance, it's not about…
"LEAVE THE PAST IN THE PAST" how can we leave the past behind us when we need it to remind us what we know is what it taught us the past is…
This morning we woke together, your smile a resting feather, almost taking flight before my eyes…
IN Reality, This Will Never Happen!!! BUT, Because OF THE Idiom AND People'S Actions. Could IT Actually BE??? Where DO I Come UP With These??? You have been saying things…
Delusions of Persecution (A strong conviction that others, often society at large, are out to get you). Delusions of Reference…
Last Night you escaped into my world of dreams kissed by twinkling stars and ordained by the heavens above. Last Night you caressed my face you tasted the nectar of my sweet lips. You whispered promising endearments in my ear vividly fictionalized at…
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