#shailomari

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[shanice-w]

Fat tears well up and I don't know how or for what

The feeling is unfamiliar but a bit similar to being stuck 

You want to dry them but I won't let you, things have changed

When I get what I ask for I always complain

I've always known just what to do to fuck shit up

Trapped in the depths of my head, I think too much

Thin as ice is the patience that he's skating on

My love is a beautiful song, whimsical but only 4 minutes long

The fade away is magical, and touches me, it pleases me

But to my disappointment soon the beauty will be leaving me.

I drop tears of awe at what I created and destructed

I wish I can put up a wall so that I won't be fucked with

He'd break it down anyway or just make his way around

He'd find my crying on the ground at a love so profound

Fuck being finicky, I want the love & he'll teach me consistency

Tears welling because he made the attempt to deal with me.  

To tame the beast, and love me better,

and show me that our song can last forever.

[shanice-w]

Dear Jimi,

With you I can get honesty and poetry, art and beauty. And the groovy thing is that it's free. Like us. You and me, two hippies. Laying bare. Not quite naked, we have flowers in our hair. You make me feel inspiring. You make me feel so 1969. Art is our love child created through hip hop. So stimulating, we'll call him Woodstock. Stock up on the herbals so that we can get lifted. You are my raw muse, we don't need no fixing. Don't ask why the Beatles broke up. I just wanna hold your hand.

Peace, Hip Hop, and Love.

[shanice-w]

I'm bored with being bored. It's annoying and I want more. I want to explore. I want to create. Carpie Diem, I don't wanna wait. I wanna do everything, but I'm doing nothing at all. I wanna do the most with the least, and turn nothing into it all. I want to jump, I want to fall. I want to get back up and be held and kissed. I want to swim and smile and ignorantly bliss. But for now I'm just bored. and it's boring.

[shanice-w]

her smile and her laugh and her inviting eyes makes make me blind to her actions at one time like a cake, she has layers she's smart and witty and a little bit crude sometimes rude mostly sweet her touch is soft but makes my heart beat like snare drums and kick drums like music flowing together we become one natural heat radiant like the sun coming from with in her ecstasy burns between our skin our pulses prancing our minds dancing to a place where she has no past, i have no past, and our future is irrelevant -the now.