Please don't do this to me....
Don't
Come
Closer
She walks in and it's almost like those old school jazz & blues times
Where the lights are dimmed and the dark blue skies hides the night's crimes
She walks in, coming closer
focus only on her
I tend to lose myself just looking at her & my pulse and heart begin to race
But you can never tell by my face
Because by the time you are in my view, I have already composed a plan
Without this, You would have been ravaged by your third step towards me
(Might I add, I would have accomplished this easily)
because tho you may not see beneath the brim of my hat I have already completed a full body scan
You see, the problem is, you are so beautiful sometimes I wonder if you make my sanity disappear and I am left here intoxicated and debating should I have ran
Far away from that voice that soothes like velvet on a naked spine
Far away from that mind that knows no limits but is fully refined
Far away from your heavenly scent
That gets me feeling like this moment is what that love song really meant
but back to my master plan
Dammit woman I am a Man!
I know your searching my eyes looking if I have lost my control, my cool, my suave, my ever lasting poise
And despite the heart screaming and yelling at me to let the words roll off of my tongue I ignore it's beating noise
Your closer than ever and I can feel my entire body turn simultaneously from fire to ice
With a forced nonchalant smirk (not full smile) and a casual glance upright (she looks fu@#$%ing amazing, JESUS CHRIST)
I utter the words
"You look nice."
And unfortunately that is the best I could do
To restrain from telling you, without losing my cool, that I am completely hopeless when I am around you.
I am but a puppet to my heart's passion
In the crudeness of the night
Truth and shadows mimic the twilight
And things that hide in the light
Become plainly and vividly in sight
There is a rawness to utter darkness
It is, in my opinion, what many fear
Because inside your head, free of noise, it is a coward that always appears
As dawn lifts the sky and the sunlight draws near
Your reality begins. Enjoy your life of sin.

"This passion, this burn, this fire... it will consume me eventually."
Me, myself, & my mic

"My touch sets the pace as I lace my fingers around it's thin waist, and my voice sends static music that hypnotizes you without a choice, and my words? Oh, my words. They are the potency behind my sweet lips poetic bite. Just me, myself, & my mic.
Self Portrait
My body aches with desire
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
From His Eyes
Posted by Kay Martiatu at 3:00 PM
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