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black, black love, broken, dreams, eternal, forever, heart, love, pain, passion, poem, poems, poet, poetry, promise, reflection, space, spiritual, spoken word, unconditional, venus
and i was thinking..
thinking about how its be so long since.. to long since
we have seen venus
how i have lost a step in my dialect
and how poetry has taken the back burner
how you and i
are becoming them… instead of us
how our hands
have not touched.. how your scent lingers less
and your urge to love is lessened
maybe it was because i was stressing
constantly guessing instead of asking..
so many lessons… then
i remember when our weekend consisted of the weeknd
how there we rekindle us
through the music and vibes that he provides
how we would meet in the loft on a thursday become gone from the zone
in which you would become my rolling stone
my wanderlust
im what you need, what you want
and i have become a desire that is in arms reach
now, i
think about our loving tree
how we planted a seed and grew something that we could hide within
something that we could nurture through mother nature and father time
for that creation would remain throughout our lifetime
and longer
how my dialect reflects the intellect
how my heart is locked within your soul
how in july we become removed from earth to settle venus
how my poetry is written on the walls within our home
how you and i have become we
for them to try to emulate us.. how everyday is thursday and how days after become the weekend
how we live forever
and forever
and our love is the reason why we are idolized..
and why will never die
jay G
