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She wore her spirit
it was flowing
in the drift the atmosphere was sweet
when she was present
her soul the brights of her eyes
did shine ever so
her heart was beating
~
Nurtured her surroundings
Embracing
The water for sweat drenching her body
When she is present she shines as silk
Skins golden shines glistering
O' did she so shine so
Her soul blossoms
Lady visually surprising
2/11/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
I feel the heat
but not the light
what shall I do?
Oh what shall I do?
my heart sweats too.
Hold my hand,
hold my brush
and lead me on
away from this blank canvas.
Where is the palette?
Where is the color?
Let me draw a master piece
that befits this world.
arms my in
you with alone
found be finally can
life of meaning the where
around back me spin
love my hand my take
tide the with out riding or
up giving be I should
anymore me to sense making not
motivation and will of lost
town about all to burden a
useless feeling
down upside me tossing life
round and round spinning
LOOK!!!!
LISTEN!!!
were the words my mind displayed.
As you passed by talking on your cellphone, today.
LOOKING & LISTENING,
I questioned internally my thoughts,
thinking, without speaking,
just mouth wide open,
would not shut!!!!
LOOKING & LISTENING,
Ooooo Weeeeee,
how can this be????
one woman can possess,
an abundance of beauty,
finesse,
grace, class, & style,
with an infectious voice,
and beautiful smile.
LOOKING,
Amazed, in sheer disbelief.
Only to be disappointed,
LISTENING,
As your love,
pulls up,
next to the curb,
with a loving word,
to open your door,
with a kiss, and a hug;
promises of later, more.
Only with me with,
wishing and watching,
in disbelief,
mumbiling,
inaudible things!!!!!
Everything is visually appealing,
Like the razor blade sliding down your tongue
As words like peace, understanding, and unity flow out like calligraphy almost
Caressing your mind like the burning tip of a candle are her lips
Damn what is this world coming too?
When
It’s visually appealing when the maggots pour out my
Eye and I say I can see a better and clean future
Without any polluting maggots, either government
Or self-righteous hypocrites maybe both,
But both preach words laced with genocide both of the flesh and mind.
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