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There are many bonds which hold us together
Maybe it was our essence could it possibly be the weather
Your presence on my over so wintry heart
Inform me of the fact that we will never part
I was a victim when we had first met
A bright, beautiful, and joyous day I can’t forget
If you were made a number you’d be a hundred and ten
Perfect in every aspect from your walk to your comely grin
Everything between us is always “Equal Pasqual and Even Steven”
The greatest, sincere, and most loved out of all the women
You were my ray of sunlight in this dreadful dark forest
You, the only tree of love I climbed up and stayed on top I fell off the rest
My heart has reserved a front seat because you’re the best yet
So whenever you feel the need to get away from things I’m your outlet
You were my escape when I wanted to be unstressed and free
Baby you may only have a portion scientifically but you got all of me
If I ever get to talk to you ever again beloved I wouldn’t know where to began
Just know this though I veritably Love You “Gentle Woman”
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Confused
Unusually perplexed like an origami
Why is life constantly so hard for me
Turn off the sun I’ll still shine
But I can’t seem to get that in my mind
Not even with you eyes open wide
Could you see my pain inside
I am that son who hasn’t won
Im the one who gets the job done
Impatient but truly God fearing
Trustworthy but had of hearing
I’m like a fly caught in a web
I’m like a teacher who can’t spell
I’m like a hiker who doesn’t hike
I’m like a pedal without a bike
I am that tree with good roots
I am durable like brand new boots
I am likeable and intriguing
I am honest and believing
When one door slams another will open
I answered the knock it went to be unspoken
I have used and be misused
I love her and he loves her and she loves him
Oh now I am really
Confused
Like a twig on the shoulders of a might stream
The world around me is not as it seems
Cluttered thoughts like a bag of fog
Stripped of faith like a slaughtered hog
My agony hurts like salt to an open wound
My mind wanders like a fly in a crowded room
I am that dream as well as that nightmare
The one to hate but also the one to care
I am handsome and yet ugly inside
I can be that calm river or that rushing tide
Like a stone tossed i9nto a smooth lake
Don’t want to try because I might lose
Don’t’ know which way to choose
That’s why I am so confused
All my inner motives have no depth at all
Was on my feet at times but back down to a crawl
What does it take to start anew
To rid myself of these wordly blues
Am I me or am I blind and can’t see
Are you really there or is it a fantasy
These things often enter into my thoughts
By our minds being battlegrounds for struggles fought
We wish we may and we wish we might
What really is day and really is night
I stand on top of the world
I am rubbish like a tarnished pearl
I have paid all my dues
Maybe I didn’t though that’s why I continue to be confused.
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Staring down the dark empty halls of loneliness
Left devastated, vulnerable and absolutely helpless
Will we ever walk out into the light to find happiness
My intuition feeds my terrifying pain and agony
Don’t mistake these words for please of sympathy
I just wish I had the keys to unlock pains misery
Do I really need shackles do I really pose a threat
I have only begun to be a menace you haven’t been terrorized yet
Bolted, held down and not leash free
In all my days I never thought that would be me
Desolation, gloom, fright, misdoubted and nothing gained
Can you believe all these things come from being chained
Jailed, caged, incarcerated, and constrained
These are some the reasons we can’t maintain
Under lock and key in the penitentiary
Keeper, Gaoler, warden, guard, and turnkey
Those people who can sustain us in captivity
Jailbird, convict, inmate, felon, and internee
That’s what we are called constantly
A sense of relief soon an impossibility
Penalized for what they call encroachment
When you’re free you no longer can approach me
Without uncertainty, fear and anguish
Because you were once in fetters and punished
One day we will not have to be retained
When that day come don’t forget how you were “Chained”
A.I.R.
September 11, 2003
Inspired by 10,000 Black Men Named George
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The wind beneath my wings
The causation why I sing
The ladder to my high hopes
My skii’s on the worlds slopes
The waves in my ocean you see
Those are the basis for you being Beautiful to ME
The twinkle in mine eyes
The reason I can get by
The joy in my happy life
The worth in having a wife
The furnace to my heat
The one who holds the key
Can’t you understand why you are so
Beautiful To Me
The fruit of my tree
The cushion in my seat
The sugar in my sweets
Somebody I thought I’d never meet
The pulse to my steady heartbeat
Now that’s certainly why you are
“Beautiful To Me”
A.I.R.
February 03, 2003
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As I drift off into a very unconscious state
I see like a movie playing it’s okay but isn’t great
It starts like this I notice a field in some town
But I begin to wonder why there isn’t anybody around
So I decide to do a little looking and exploring for myself
I wish I could find out why I’m here and why nobody is left
Now I perceive a person but he looks like he is nervous
And I muse over the fact that he could be dangerous
Well about ten minutes go pass and he comes on over
He starts to tell me then his head turns into a clover
So now the atmosphere begins to turn drearisome
I tell him that I’m taking off and he starts to hum
He said he knows things about me and that I am not dumb
As worry sets in I wonder what he is going to say next
Is this man crazy is he going to place in my life a hex
He tells me he’s been sent as my personal lucky charm
In no way, shape, form, or fashion will he do me any harm
The man walks off and tells me to follow him
So I do it but I feel like I am going out on a limb
We get to this huge three story creepy looking house
When we get in he gives a creepy look and a devilish grin
Now I realize that this is nobody that could be a friend
The walls cave in and fire everywhere is he messing with my mind
He appears to be tumultuous and tells me better luck next time
Maybe it’s not what it resembles or even what it may seem
He I guess it is just “A Dreamer’s Dream”
Thoughts by: A.I.R.
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With this bass chord twanging inside of me
These cries of my heart are heard indistinctly
When close to you my heart pumps like a turbine
My body is so anxious for your body to be mine
It is just like a man and the woman
Searching for love when it’s in their hand
When will we ever come to understand
That love is like the sinking of sand
We get in it at our own risk
And when we do it captures us like a big fist
This exhilarating passion we share is so alarming
These are just a few reasons why you are “Charming”
I wanna cuddle with you until all my worries subside
That bolstering smile is like a condescending glint you can’t hide
As I get lost staring at your lucid patient eyes
I can’t help but to wonder what you have going on inside
I feel something so extraordinary that you couldn’t even guess
As if armies were marching and clashing in my chest
Fighting a constant battle for what they know is best
You are similar to a beautiful enchanting cascade
Nothing can be taken from it and not man made
I never thought I would find a woman that was ingenious
Stay who you are and your life will never be meaningless
You surround me with tenderness like bee’s swarming
And that is the conclusion for why you’re “Charming”
A.I.R.
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“He Says More”
You better believe in me
‘Cause in time you’ll need me
Life into you I have breathed
Through my word you shall take heed
For I am filled with jealousy
When you choose a life of hypocrisy
You will receive a lot, not just for show
From whom all blessings flow
My kingdom will be your safe haven
You are saved in spite of all the misbehaving
I will answer that knock at the door
Stay with me still “HE SAYS MORE”
Whom have I in heaven but you
Give me praise in all that you do
I am with you always
Even to the end of the age
I have no pleasure in the death of the wicked
The Coming of the Son of God has been predicted
For why should you die O' house of Israel
By grace through faith all shall be healed
Worship puts God at the center of our vision
Wisdom, Knowledge, and Understanding as well
as Humility and Hope is the key to the ignition
I know your works see, I have set before you an open door
Aren’t we blessed that “He Says More” Amen…
A.I.R.
08/28/03
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Listening to the sounds of ghoulish frights
Six-feet deep but everything is alright
A cruel chill comes across you
Thank God for top soil….whew
From the street and morgue to the ground
How they all depart with a devilish frown
Cold, stiff, pale and unstuffed
When your soul leaves your body you don’t get up
Hard, lonely, and looking sick
Difficult to say goodbye to and missed
Your flesh is so tensed and complicated to kiss
Life, love, and longevity
Filled with embalming fluid makes you heavy
Flowers, tombstones, and much sorrow
Got to find some black to shortly borrow
A long cloudy drearisome day
Dismal, wintry, and gloomy, God don’t take me away
Death is so atrementous so nigrescent
Black roses are a dead man’s present
When that casket drops it is evident
You are no longer here you’re irrelevant
The extinct, the rested in lovely peace
Sad singing and flower bringing for the deceased
May God bless our souls all these long nights
May God rest their souls who reside at all the
Many “Grave Sights!”
Written ByA.I.R. Feb.20,2004
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T-RUE
R-OMANTIC
U-NRELENTING
L-OVE
O-BVIOUSLY
V-ELVETY
E-UPHORIA
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He Says More
You better believe in me
Cause in time you'll need me
Life into you I have breathed
Through my Word you shall take heed
For I am filled with jealousy
When you live a life full of hypocrisy
You will receive alot not just for show
From whom all blessings flow
My kingdom will be your safe have
You are saved inspite of all your misbehaving
I will answer that knock at the door
Stay with me still He Says More
Whom in heaven but you
Give me praise in all that you do
I am with you always
Even to the end of age
I have no pleasures in the death of the wicked
The Coming of the Son has been predicted
For why should you die O'house of Israel
By grace through faith all shall be healed
Worship puts God at the center of our vision
Wisdom knowledge understanding as
well as hope and humility is the key to the ignition
I know your works see i have set beore you an open door
Aren't we blessed He Says More
Amen--Inspired By Asaph
Written By: A.I.R
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