Love In The City
i can picture it:
a still image of love in the midst,
encircled by city life and stories of warmth.
i can't know what will evolve,
but i can think of how it feels
to be loved, and to love, a man like you.
so i imagine the emotion,
sketching it in my mind,
letting the words of our conversations flesh out the possibilities
and allowing me to make love to the idea of us.
then i freeze it in mid-formation,
freeing my mind from false consumption,
dizzy from inhaling so many thoughts
of things that may never develop into reality.
so i release the idea from my mind,
smearing the memory of love on a canvas
so that i never forget the moment
when we one day created a masterpiece.
a still image of love in the midst,
encircled by city life and stories of warmth.
i can't know what will evolve,
but i can think of how it feels
to be loved, and to love, a man like you.
so i imagine the emotion,
sketching it in my mind,
letting the words of our conversations flesh out the possibilities
and allowing me to make love to the idea of us.
then i freeze it in mid-formation,
freeing my mind from false consumption,
dizzy from inhaling so many thoughts
of things that may never develop into reality.
so i release the idea from my mind,
smearing the memory of love on a canvas
so that i never forget the moment
when we one day created a masterpiece.
Labels: love
posted by rozm!chelle at 2:22 AM
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Friday, December 22, 2006
R&B
I want to write a poem of rhythm and blues,
To compose a smooth and melodic tune
To the rock of your walk and the roll of your stroll,
To the hip-hop beat-bop of your neo-soul
I hum to the mere thought of you,
And if I could paint your image in acrylic stains,
I would never complete the canvas of your frame
So I groove on the smooth strides of your terrain,
Hear the beat drop slow and cool like rain
Cuz it's you that I groove to
I replay your voice in my head cuz I choose to
And not cuz you're stuck in my head like a played-out chorus
I write lines of music notes that play songs just for us
My words a treble verse over the bass of your grace,
Got me noddin' my head to your rhythmic pace
In your presence I hear reggae in the air
Feel my waistline wind to the bass line
Hips and lips all move in unison
A glow in my skin bright like full moons
Cuz it's you that I groove to
No other man's music so could easily move through
My mind as I see the jazz that dances in your eyes
How can I not be moved by the warmth of your groove
So let me write you a poem of rhythm and blues
To the rock of your walk and the roll of your stroll,
To the hip-hop beat-bop of your neo-soul
Because you are a composition
That my soul can never erase.
To compose a smooth and melodic tune
To the rock of your walk and the roll of your stroll,
To the hip-hop beat-bop of your neo-soul
I hum to the mere thought of you,
And if I could paint your image in acrylic stains,
I would never complete the canvas of your frame
So I groove on the smooth strides of your terrain,
Hear the beat drop slow and cool like rain
Cuz it's you that I groove to
I replay your voice in my head cuz I choose to
And not cuz you're stuck in my head like a played-out chorus
I write lines of music notes that play songs just for us
My words a treble verse over the bass of your grace,
Got me noddin' my head to your rhythmic pace
In your presence I hear reggae in the air
Feel my waistline wind to the bass line
Hips and lips all move in unison
A glow in my skin bright like full moons
Cuz it's you that I groove to
No other man's music so could easily move through
My mind as I see the jazz that dances in your eyes
How can I not be moved by the warmth of your groove
So let me write you a poem of rhythm and blues
To the rock of your walk and the roll of your stroll,
To the hip-hop beat-bop of your neo-soul
Because you are a composition
That my soul can never erase.
Labels: love
posted by rozm!chelle at 4:10 PM
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