Golden Roads
"Golden Roads"
A Relationship...
Someone you call on to
blow lashes out your eye.
Does it in such a way,
it fixes the issue only
to have more problems ensue.
Clearly able to see, you say,
" Let me get a good look at you Beauty"
No matter how many showers you take,
they grip your insides
feels as if they know how
sickle cell's rearrangement.
Their presence makes you well.
Able to change your disposition
like a House Party switch position.
Eye contact. Thoughts go blind
and instincts as basic as
Sharon Stone holding an ice pick
comes to mind.
They know the way to Shangri-La
& satisfaction and take you there promptly.
The one person able to build you up
knows the exact brick to pull for your undoing.
But they never do. Edify you like medieval architecture
that reaches skyscraper heights.
It's rare to find someone who knows how
the yellow brick road was laid.
And whenever you need direction,
they point the way.
Kinda funny, it took Toto's loyalty,
courage, intelligence, a heart and missing home
to understand how to weather a storm.
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