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Hello people! Welcome to my page and probably the site of more rhythmic thoughts. i'm going to do something called "going for it". Look for me, I'm the one making it.

Love you. ~K

JayEs He...appeared to me to be a man of dignity, sincerity, the one that every woman looks for: a good man. His charisma is for others, the bark and bite are mine and closed mouth I accepted the sting, the string of words cutting deeper than wounds ever could: all for a good man. Impeccable on paper, the nice guy at the office, friends never have a hard word to say about him. He gives them the best and brings the rest to me. I met his representative. 7.26.11

NEW HYPE!!!

 

Untitled & unfinished new poem (or rhythmic thoughts to ponder) written while thinking on Nee-yo and that rapsong that spells the word ..independent.. and a post by t.woods 03/10/10

Man!

 

Keeping the negative energy off of my page

 

There can be no synergy when there is rage

 

This and that and that and this said

 

for hoping and wishing and experiencing disgusting relationships that make you disgusted so you spread it like full blown AIDS

 

"I need an independent woman who takes care of her own"

 

sounds like you take care of your own...

 

self only

 

and

 

to

 

be

 

with

 

thee

 

i must sacrifice my fem-i-nin-it-tee

 

contorting it

 

so that i am taking care of you in my gent-til-it-tee

 

Mayne!

 

I'm a woman!

 

I ain't gon' be the man in the relationship.

 

Real men, stand up; and applaud.

 

 

HEY PEOPLE!!! Life is Life! So what it is?!? I hope everything is righteous with you, I'm getting there. The thing I want y'all to remember when you leave my place: THERE ARE A MILLION EXCUSES, BUT NO REAL REASON. So do good for yourself and toward your brothers and sisters at home and globally...and PLEASE stop sagging your pants. Love y'all! ~K.

Untitled inspired by John & Tonya & DubSlim & Al

Too much hype
that black on white
seems like a lot of madness...it's sad this...this is all it is, this skin.
Too bad this is how it is.
I walk down the street intertwined with an alabaster or an ivory
with eyes on me
wondering why that man ain't sable
or even french mocha!
But I gotta be where my man is
even if his tan ain't his
I still love the way we french kiss
and the Riviera ain't that far from the Nile no way.
Skin on skin blushes and the blues of love touches us both the same way.
Getting past this skin thang is harder than we thought it would be...even for us.



Untitled inspired by GLP

Oooooo like the first cold sensation of a lemon ice in yellow summer white hot heat cool on the tip of a parched tongue

Lemon ice begging to be licked and munched and chewed and subdued...

the sweetness of my fingertips on your skin is craving the closeness of an outer body experience
breathing shallow cause I
forgot how deep DEEP is

Damn! I forgot how deep...deep...is.

It`s like rain and trees and birds and leaves assaulting the senses
until
senseless I sense this...the sweetness
Affecting me like the lightining or the singing of the beating of the
last hummingbird`s wings to leave the October sky outside my window;

The lillies bowing their heads low to the ground cause they forgot
how deep Deep is.
Even in the wake of the wind kissing their slender necks, they forgot.
They forgot how deep, DEEP is.

LNW 10.31.05




UNTITLED



Proclaiming that he is.



Proclaiming that I am-

but a tear that streaks his dark face, that makes vacant the joy in his heart and parts with the amber eye to leave a trace of melancholy saltiness only good for seasoning the something in my soul that would make divine.



And he wants to be mine.



He wants to be apart of this woman not only in word, indeed, but in everyday-



Every hour, eachminute eachsecond of life...until I am done.



I bade him, "Come".

I bade him, "Come".



As

he is

and

I am

I profess the same devotion with my heart.

My lips could never speak it.

My tongue would never seek

to betray me as my heart has slain me

and form the words to say what I am feeling.



For that would be my healing, the beginning and the end of me.

Stepping off into the unknown, a stone`s throw from this, from the comfortable place where I reside;

Where there is no need to proclaim what I am or who he is.



And he is light.

And he is color.



I breathe him

He feeds me

and Life

is sustained.



I am like Sarah who called Abraham `Master` because he was so righteous in his dealing

He was divine.



And he wants to be mine.



Proclaiming!

PROclaiming!

PROCLAIMING!



That there is

Something in the way he moves

That reminds me of strength

That reminds me of pride

That reminds me of authority and mission.

In his past life he was African royalty decended from the warrior Queen Candace!



And I require his presence.



But this song is not new to me,

I recognize the melody and I realize...



I could lose my identity.

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