Thoughts From the Inside

I did it again....Good Job Miami.

From the Inside Out


Warm blood flowing endless through a heart that beats strong
Inviting hers to jam along to a symphony
We create music embraced
chests together pumping bass
Veins hot from this Love entity
The butterflies are at rest, but flutter when you whisper
My stomach reacts as though I'm tickled by the sun
I welcome her touch as opposed to just run
My nervousness gone when I'm with her
I can feel my body as though it's on fire
Soft kisses down my spine in the middle of the night
With the cool breeze of her breath
mixed with that natural scent
Who am I to put up a fight?
Behind my eyes there is a level of balance
If you don't blink you can see them visiting my thoughts
Not in the level of distress or distraught
Just caught....


...up in loving this music we make
your smile delivers the shakes
while we create earthquakes
destined to meet a desirable fate
no feelings to debate
my Love devouring the hate
while most understate
or just can't relate
my lungs filled with your air
and your stare
promotes highs unimaginable
your inhale is my exhale
My feeling inside is that of a wave meeting land
Or Jonah when he's riding the whale
My feet is the Genesis to a feeling of heat
My Revelation is exhaustion while air escapes thee
Lost in translation while you are looking at me
wondering if there is more coming from the inside of me...


I'm tired, I'm sick and you know what? I'm good. The rain hasn't really stopped and I guess we are making up for all the rain we missed in April, oh well you gotta love New England. I don't but hey I live here. Aside from the basketball tournament from my job and a temp of 101, I'm tired as shit, and will be taking the day off to pursue other interests and job offers to help further my move down south. I arranged an appointment with my doc and tomorrow might be the same thing. And to think this job wants me to bring my sick ass all the way up there to provide that same doctors note so I get paid for it.....Yeah K* in the Corporate world, those 'stop snitchin' shirts come off.

I'm out yall be cool
enjoy the weekend
Da Champ