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Ayeshah Lopez Poem
procrastinating is my hobby,
ask
someone if you don't believe me ,
baby i lay around
as i please
&
work at my own leisure,
incredibly you fail
to understand i am me
and
i love more then like the way that i am- gorgeous courageous
coco golden skin,
painfully
i know you feel the threat of
my momentous appeal
keeps
you you & yeah you -- mystified.
guaranteed your days are filled
with shock and frustration,
haa haa hee
how very exciting to me seeing your not as experienced as I,
unlicensed to tame what i'd never give
freely,
repetitiously you've played the game,
failure must be a sweet pill sallowed whole huh?
adequately i compel my strengths -- my naivety makes
my appeal that more interesting,
call me uniquely imperfections
rarely made in to what many can never comprehend,
my life is my dialogue to my very own daily soap opera
la di da da-- it's more then my sultry walk
as i pass you on bye.
in this corrupted jungle
you have to win or be inhibited by
what others may call taboos,
whew weee your so serious,
chasing prey only to tease-- lingering doubts?
catch me-- i bet you can't.
innocently the line's been crossed
yet
speak not of what should be!
only-- this--
is what you'll know ; procrastinating is my hobby!
I Am The Lioness!
(some may be lost on what i wrote&say but ok lol)
Always Me Ayeshah-Copyright©Ayeshah K.C.L.N 1977-Present YEAR(s)
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Ayeshah Lopez Poem
Softly. so softly- a light breeze flows,
whipping my cap off my head
cascading my hair as it tumbles
to my shoulders
in soft auburn mahogany curls
Gently so gently kisses from
this brook sprays water
on my coco skin,
Tingling little goose bumps filter along my
body as I lay naked in this meadow,
Blooming flowers cover parts of me
picked with finely tuned fingers,
expertly capable, flexing over my sensual form
caressing strongly.
hands holding tightly.......
The suns shining down on me
baking me lightly
as cherry & orange blossoms
leaves hang slightly
over & cover me
shading me-
I smell of orange & cherry blossoms
Of lilies & tulips, daisy's & pretty purple violets....
Of earth,
metallic scented sweet grass.
My hairs softly, so softly caressing my face
whipped over my shoulders-
the wind picks up softly
slowly dies down
gently the breeze comes in goes like my breaths......
In this meadow I am free,
no worries, day dreaming,
Thinking of how
to fulfill within me this need-
This unknown craving I can't explain.
My burning longing
wishful-
regrets....
Freely naked
freely expressionistic
enjoying my very own
safe heaven
from the world.
hearts beating slow
slowly slow slower
fading.............
I'm drifting- more & more....
Dreaming?
Am I...
Death- Murderer
Murmuring- Death.....
Dying.......
Death......
Left to die
in this meadow under
Orange & Cherry Blossoms.
Always Me Ayeshah
Copyright © Ayeshah K.C.L.N 1977-Present YEAR(s)
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