Raja, our soft precious fluffer nutter,
for you, I always melt like love butter.
Simply watching you sends me aflutter.
With tail up high, you are a grand strutter.
You are the best dog we have ever known.
Your intelligence is frequently shown.
That cover is only now and then blown,
like when trapped in a plastic bag hole zone.
You fetch, heal and we all think, sometimes speak;
'I muve you', 'mello' and 'melp' sound unique.
At times I think your talk is tongue and cheek.
You tell and show all our doors you WILL peak.
Unlike most felines, you hang with your peeps.
Together, more pack love flows for our keep.
You stay to play, talk, groom, perhaps lap sleep
and for popcorn, cheese or yogurt to reap.
Now thirteen, you want a new mattress share,
between us, on our pillows and my hair.
Knowing what you do not, I hold you there
to memorize you for my heart's layers.
Soothing smooth introductory
Mello tender rhythm
Accompaniment with the cello
Suddenly a Dramatic ivory rose in tempo sensory
Portraying days becoming harder to live
Nights offering promise and purpose
Hope rose to cope
Stars twinkle for tomorrow
Embrace and live for today
Struggles can be hard to bear
The Piano and cello captivated together in their own message of life with care
It was beyond compare
Today became a new day
Yesterday being a preparation
Lessons learned through the Piano and Cello
Have no more tears and fears
Step out among the skies
Understanding being wise
Finale with an honor
Upbeat appreciation
Every footstep easy to walk on
Horizon that seemed far was now close
Piano and Cell bringing compelling courage to stand fulfilling the remainder
Formation of Heaven’s watch.
Vision of sunrises and sunsets
Tomorrows uncertain
When alone not alone
The skies watch and observe
Life throws curve balls
Complexity at its finest
Standing in courage for the challenge
Battle mark ready
Tears may fall in the process
Victory comes in the after
Mello breezes
Rhythmical sounds in the distance
Take a little time and just reflect
Silence is peace
Feel at ease
Comfort zone
Piano notes dramatically, but soothe in the aftermath.
Night of Rhythm
Tone into serene
Music from the ivories
In control and bold
Jazz upbeat
People dancing through the New York City streets
A Harlem past
The swing of dance
Classical meeting sassy
Melody stretching far and wide
All night long
Mello sounds
A tap here and there
Suddenly total body movement and legs to follow
Together running down to the feet
Accompaniment all its own
The ivories making it all possible
Midnight happening at the exact hour
Piano being the tempo
Jazzy and Frenzy
Smooth and secure
Steinway at its best
Energized and organized
Midnight Piano hitting all the right notes.
I will wear the wind in my hair
and a pearly smile lips naked bare
that picks up your heart like a prayer
and gives you confidence because I am there
I will color my heart romantic
let it's warmth prove me enchanting
funny Valentine full of love enhancing
celebrating soul my eyes dancing
In my walk you will see the sun
proud and bright unique and once
you feel the rays my step is done
you will know your place children of sunny ones
For in my spirit I wear truth
like light of night a mello moon
that you see in dark or at noon
that you accessorize and see you.
eased away
the doubt
and allowed
me to love
it's the only reason
and it's us I'm speaking of
I say these most
meaningful words
I love and that's
the truth
God blessed
me with your love
might I mention
with no uncertainty
Us together
is defined as
you and me
when we
if we
desire to procreate
I'll say
that's why I bought the ring
and that's why
you bought the cake
you got my back
and you know how it is
aint nothing without
you
and you mean the world to me
red tulips and some wine
how's about that?
Do I wonder, where I'll be,.
years from now, and in the future,
Will my children, live long lives?
Or wither like a flower, and die.
Flowers bloom and look so pretty'
Summer comes throughout" the city
The fragrant smell,of flowers in bloom'
Indicates the coming of June.
Summer's here, let's have some fun,
Catching some rays, under the sun,
Don't despair, it's not too late'
Bring your sweetheart, or your date.
Mello out , don't be a bore,
Catch some sun, by the sea shore,
With your honey,you're alright'
Life goes on, so don't you fret.
Big money dave
Yeah they call me the native
But boys listen up
Cuz I'm about to get creative.
Yeah I know yall are thirsty
And prolly want some more
But Ima vanish real quick like Tupac Shakur.
I'm not gunna hang around
I'm not gunna linger
Just like Mello in Denver.
Yeah he tried to chase rings
Like that pussy you call a king
Yeah he's gotta heart, but it can be sold. Not like my boy who bleeds purple and gold.
Yeah lebron has 2 but that don't make him a giant.
He will never have as many as my boy kobe Bryant.
Sweetened fair caress
Dreaming sallow mountaintops
Bleached yummy delight
Mello crimson mix
Sensing scarlet falling leaves
Mouthwatering pleasure
Russet mixed within
Cheerless delighting nature
Succumbs emotions
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Fear; is like a crippling disease that slowly destroys its victims from the inside out.
And it controls ninety percent of the human population. It spreads like the plague, being
used as a means of control and power. Take a look at any religion in existence for
example; because they fear eternal damnation, the followers will change their whole lives
just to please something or someone. Is our life really that pitiful? Must we stumble upon
our own fear and never reach the top of the mountain? But I guess I don’t really have any
room to talk, because like you, I am a prisoner of my own fear. The shackles of oppression
have dug so deep into the flesh of my arms that you can feel my heartbeat, steady in the
cold metal. Pulsating as one, for my fear lies within my heart. Because of this fear I
cannot trust a soul, not even my own. I can hardly trust myself to use my birth-given name
within these pages; therefore I will be called “Mello”. I hope that these pages will guide
you, help you realize your fears, and overcome them. Hopefully you will learn the first
time, and not end up like I did.
~Your Guide
“Mello”
The high life is the cause of the drug trafficking lifestyle,
A kilo of contraband, can gain a man/woman respectability
on demand,
Transatlantic flights to and fro, only makes their fortunes grow,
Selling their junk to the suburbs and ghettos,
where the folks are overtaken by their vices,
Making them weak and mello,
Causing their children woes,
The authorities are willing to look the other way,
as long as they get a piece of the "take",
Many will use themselves as vessels,
no one's the wiser until a body part breaks,
Drug mules, they are called, because
they have no limit,
Any quantity will do
as long as they reach their financial
zenith,
Even then, they are never really through,
Their spirits are barren and can easily
be filled by the poisons they transport,
Their souls are empty and their integrity
lacks merit,
Yet, they never give up,
Always on the prowl for compromised
cohorts.
i love to lick her lips
rub her ****
i love the way her skin mimics a Tall mocha latte mixed with nutmeg no foam
shiit i even love the kinks in her hair
and the "one week a month" granny underwear
sorry i had to go there
i just had to let you know
i love her from her crazy eyelashes to the ash between her toes
cant get enough of her spoken word
quick to flip but she's normally Mello
she can throw on some jeans with her timbs
or a two piece with sunshades and lipgloss to swim
she is me and i am her
i love every single inch and each and every curve
cant get her out of my mind
i see her everyday
i'm so in love if you erase the word i would make up another meaning
it would equate to adore with a hint of infatuate and i almost forgot
to mention the time she takes to make me feel like "natural woman"
she uses love lotions as her potion
she gives me juices filled with emotion
soul food to keep her moon full
and plenty of time to soak up the sunshine
i love her and it doesn't matter if you do
cause she loves me and I love her too
the kiss thats new gives a whole different view
to the life and destiny of what you believed to be you
to say hello a kiss is so mello
to say good bye this kiss says dont be shy
i'll be with you by and by
this kiss is my wittness and my reason why
i trust in you so don't be shy
this kiss will someday be missed
by moments, hours, days and perhaps always
lost love is nothing new says i
but this kiss is such a worldly prize
nothing else matters but this kiss and i
so i let myself go, i cant say i dont know why
but in this fleshly body is a part of me that cries
for a being with breath and two lovely eyes
for someone to risk heart, happiness and pride
for this i live and for this i'll die
Shorty-red with them dreds down past dat collarbone, come here let me see if I
can’t get you home. Dem lips dem eyes check the biceps the gears is Guess
only the best for almond-joy. Not the average guy or man, far from a boy. Call him
a king, red-bone dream, vanilla-almond ice cream. Rum raisin in the bed springs
make me melt even in my dreams. Likes the concept of a wedding, but won’t
wear the ring. Bling mello cause he a yellow fello got a smile that makes a sista
tick inside. Crazy sexy cool put me in the mood. Almond boo can I be with you? I
can tell you what you want to hear. Wear whatever it is or isn’t you want me to
wear whoa! You like a pina-colada, lemon twist If I gotta switch my hips, bet I
could make you flip take a sip of this Black Girl Juice original boost make you fell
real loose, It’s so profuse the way you absolutely abuse me
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