Poetry and Other Drugs

I'm constantly getting lost in my thoughts...digging deeper and deeper for a meaning revealing pieces of myself that have their own meaning... and in between the times where I'm lost because I found, I foolishly frighten my shadow...scared because of how anxious I am to find out more...of the unknown. To my readers, my listeners, my audience.... Great minds are dangerous....and you, are my witnesses...

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Brainstorming…

Posted 7 months ago

Last night… you got deep, in me… heavy sighs mixed with an array of sounds only able to be made out by the animals watching us from outside our window. …you got deep.. in me. you read the expressions on my face and guessed at what was on my mind.. precisely, you timed our love.. it was timeless, love. Took me a while to find it; love… but when I closed my eyes, you were right there, love. Let’s get deep… I’m not talking 6 feet deep.. I’m talking “this beat’s deep”.. let’s get so deep we get lost and never worry about coming back, deep… let’s get tangled in the possibilities we can create while you rub my feet, deep… let’s get that sleep, deep… that deep sleep.. that, the neighbors see you creeping not knowing you’re creeping with me, deep…

They don’t understand our love, love. They don’t want to even try but insist on being in our love, cause… we get deep. I want you so deep in me… that your homeboys search for days, trying to find you…only to find you… have gotten deeper. Damn…

Damn…