La Poete Maudite

Legs divide, feelings multiply and we become one like reciprocals

Conversation flow like condensation, words like rain drops fill me up, metaphorical precipitation in my mental cup…

They say time is money and nothing in life is free,
and I wouldn’t mind if you spent both to waste away with me…
We can talk about the ways of the world, how those in our past abused us,
about how we’ve got trust issues cuz those same bitches used us,
or we can pretend they never were a part,
in our hearts they couldn’t stay
but give thanks that they fucked up b/c we wouldn’t be here today.
Tell me all the things you like and don’t,
forgive me if I do them both the same
but just remember nobody’s perfect
and there wont be pleasure without pain.
Lets dance in the rain stomp on the soil, plant seeds in concrete if you please
pray standing up so we wont feel disrespectful when we spend all night on our knees
..your body is a sanctuary, goes perfectly with your face
soul serves as a mantel, your style an amazing grace ….
drinking and smoking isn’t a sin b/c what we have will be pure and true
cant say I’m in love yet more than lust,I’m just totally feeing you ….

Evolving for existing purposes …changing for rearranging universe says “you want success you’ve gotta work for this”
no more elliptical circulated actions and thoughts
I really have to change.
B/c in evolution comes growth and success
I cant remain the same…
I used to think that heartache was a part of what made me who I was
but in order for me to receive what was meant for me I had to replace it with love
.Evolving for existing purposes living pure without fear of the unknown or worrying about whose gonna accept you is never worthless…

my pain runs deep in a shallow resting place,
dead but alive and consistently replaced,
time limits no grace period for me to attempt to compensate,
wasn’t even around long enough for me to love to hate
once again I’ve been fucked but i came much too late.

Complacent with complexity when its so simple just to deal with me…but simple seems so boring…so the cost for some excitement is losing sleep a few nights and feelings of inadequacy…that’s the price you pay when you run out of change and all new situations seem like the same old games…

I don’t have any fears my only fear is fear itself…fear is poison to optimism…fear makes the obvious oblivious…