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There is no comfort in ending

15 Sunday Mar 2015

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“Really we had the perfect end… That night we stayed at the comfort inn we…” -jhene Aiko

she said it best
why would you call it love, if you knew it wasnt
why give me your heart
if it was never returned by another
i crowned you queen of my everything, once utopia burned down
and we started a new
but somewhere on the journey the roses turn blue
lack of love maybe
stir crazy because i feel like i am losing you
so why call it what it could not be
because when you love someone theres no comfort inn ending

Jay G

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The taste

15 Sunday Mar 2015

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Never tasted a soul so sweet..
Until I placed my lips around your tongue
Tasting your deepest sins
Intrigued by your ways…
You allow me in…
Taking the time to provide your soul with substance…
Indulge in me for love is what we lust for
Love is what I trust for
Trusting into you for you are the only confidant
For she is her to the ones that wonder who she is to me
My love is like my woman a mystery
Who’s soul is like confectioner to the sweetness tooth
Like nectar to a swarm of bees
I can’t get enough of the luxury..

Jay G.

an angels forgiveness

15 Sunday Mar 2015

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I heard the giggle from an angel of mine
As my tears fell 
I heard the whispers
Cry no more, I hate you not
Love you stronger, in your heart forever
Love you longer, hug the one you love
For I love her too, be strong for the hate she holds bc of the mind
Is being projected onto you
Protect her, even when she wishes you not to
Love her. Kiss her constantly
For you and me.
And when she kisses you
That’s my kisses to you from me

Jay G

matter

11 Wednesday Mar 2015

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the moment the soul stops recieving the hearts affection
the spirit becomes effected
thoughts are scattered but reflected
reflected onto these walls… liquor induced portraits of the person we use to be
my hallways are flooded with the memories of loving you
triangles of emotions do not belong in loveland
why would it?
what can one grasp from pain other than heartache and the ability to cry
pain… she gave me the notion that no matter the density of the blue matter
she would not allow me to die
so i… waited for her
as my arms became stiff from wading toward her
so now here i am near the trenches
i guess the white matter will be comfortable
maybe i will see cloud nine… or just maybe all that exist is
black matter
but it doesnt matter
nothing even matters but the reflections

jay g

The hearts affection

01 Sunday Mar 2015

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Becoming religious because of the spiritual connection that causes my soul jubilation…. 
We love deep… I feel the air underneath my feet
I’m falling faster, becoming higher
Off of the hold she has over me… And
I wonder if she knows it…
Knows I’ve never loved this way
If she can tell that the tales that I recite are factual
And not just fragments
I still have the shotgun shell fragments from the casing of cupids gun…. That hit me when I saw her on day one
When you love somebody.. loving is easy
Pure… Purity is what heals all wounds and though we are all bruised
It’s the faith in fate that’s makes it safe
When you hold someones heart
It’s there soul that allows you to do so
My soul has chose her..
My spirit is floored by her and my heart..
Well it’s my heart that is writing this..

Jay G

Where have you been

01 Sunday Mar 2015

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Where have you been…
I’ve been looking for you
Picked up this flashlight.. because it’s been so dark without you
These rooms are furnished…
My soul is too…
But tell me how is this house a home when I don’t have you to come home to so where have you been
Am I on your mind..
What happened to our sun light
Did Hades sabotage,
My love, my love
I love you for life…. After all the tears you’ve cried
I already know it’s too late to apologize
But if the rain could stop
And if tears can dry.. then what makes think that my love can die
Because for you I’ll pry
Until the henges give way
Just to see you smile and ask the question… of how was my day
Baby where have you been.

Jay G

Fools

01 Sunday Mar 2015

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They say only fools fall in love
Only the weak will risk it all
But see I risked my balance to give you my soul
Sacrificed my minds freedom so you could infiltrate my thoughts
They say in love your a prisoner
That feeling is just a notion in faction
But your heart is a palace that creates paradise in my surroundings i have a confession… See I’m no fool
Only the one you choose
Can obtain the best of you….
See baby you are the muse that inspire these museums of memories to manifest
Igniting the fire that forces me to desire you
Because if it’s true what they say then I will be for you
Falling over obstacles to love is a probable excuse to lose my balance and risk finding forever with you

Jay G

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