the poet.

the mind of a poet is a most wonderous thing
it can take you beyond peaks, soaring without wings
it can touch the deepest depths of the heart mind & soul
there is no true limit to where his expressions may go
he is calm cool and totally collected
and by those who know him he is highly respected
because true artistry comes from deep within
and he is unparralleled once he begins
cause when he writes his mind be gone
cause you can knock but nobody answers when the lights are on
a true poet will never lower himself to steal
you can tell when he writes that the emotions are real
poets are masters of their languages and creative expression
cause when they write in their words you will find a reflection
his words span millenia they defy expiration
and he will always return to his muse with true dedication
with his fellow writers he is quite at home
and when they get together you can never tell where they may go
they often are trade off inspired
cause when the brainstorms are brewing they become hot wired
success will always be just within their grasp
and it is always the most meaningful questions that they ask
often when he cannot speak he will write
and once his mind is clear everything is alright
it is not fame or fortune that he is clamoring for
but understanding and acceptance nothing less nothing more
because his words are often seen as a gift
they have the power to bring down and the strength to uplift
because he is real he takes wat he writes to heart
cause the words are more than just letters because of him they are a part
they give him true form and definition
when in the company of a like mind their is true recognition
with words he creates lifelong bonds
and with nothing are they broken they are beyond strong
of course recognition could be a goal
but true artistry can never be bought because it comes from the soul

How Would It Feel...?

How would it feel
To watch someone
Get slowly turned on
By everything
You do
To them
Seeing the heat
& eroticness
Of the moment
Reflected
In their eyes &
Knowing
That it
Matches
The look
In your own
The feeling
Of
Their soft skin
Against yours
& the pounding
Of
Your pulse
Through
Your veins
As blood & adrenaline
Flashes through
Your frame
The awesome
Knowledge
When you find
That perfect rhythm
Between their movement
& your own
Hearing
Every little
Scream
Whimper
& Moan of
Ecstasy
They make
Feeling
The heat from their body
As sweat pours off
You both
Seeing the
Expressions
Oh so dark
& sweet
Flitter across their face
As you
Watch
Their body
Spasm
With
Pleasure
As you push
That button
Or slide that lever...
Sex...
NOTHING.
Compares
To the
Real Thing.

one for kendra

I know we been together on & off for quite some time
And we'ver had lots of problemS, the fault mostly being mine
But I had to sit down & make sure that you know
That for however long and wherever it may be that you go
That you will always have a part of me
'Cause if you don't know, you've got a profound effect on me
Whenever i think of you I get a quiet smile
And you're here now i hope you stay for a while
I can't express my emotions to their fullest extent
But I'm giving you my heart & I hope you accept
Just like a flame love has many layers
And just like chess, it's a game and it's got players
But this I'm not faking and a true game has no checkmate
'Cause if it all goes right it can only end in a stalemate
"Cause love is about give, take, and compromise
Both must follow so they can lead to the skies
And if you believe then love could never truely die
Even thought two lovers say good bye
And even if we were to move on
I will never be truely gone
Like Chingy, I'm only "one call away"
Basically I love you girl thats all I wanted to say