i miss her
my love is the one i speak of...

memories are stirred
as if from ages ago
even though
we've known each other not so long
yet in my mind, as if an old song
these thoughts travel through
the images so true
and my fingers
they strum the air as the tune lingers
as helpless as can be
i sit and wait for thee...

s.m.

seven...

a bit later than expected
but 'tis here

from the time we connected
we've grown through great bliss and great tears

we've managed to live through a tornado of madness
whirled by us complete with grenade launching sadness

thinking there will be no end , no solution
only unhappiness and doubt to tend to, negative energy pollution


but we've also managed quite a sense of love and caring
in thought, sight, and of our mutual need for understanding

with an unknown force guiding us along the way
telling us not to go, but fight , be strong and stay

we push through , for and with each other
we pull through, even before our time and will continue to forever...


s.m.

missing...

she does not feel my love

she thinks i ask for us to pretend

she is unhappy only when she thinks about me

did i lose my love?

anxiety...

creeping into my thoughts
puncturing and creating wounds
fluttering butterflies
muttering lies
step in , step out
dream or reality
can anyone save me
possible disaster
possibly pleasant
eyelids floating
across time
seeking assistance from the Divine
One
frantically numb
mechanically euphoric
no right or wrong
fight to be strong...

s.m.

element...

yes, i was in my element
as my sisters preached on
spreading their testament
sweet songs
translucent
separating the tone
from the movement
creating a zone
paralyzing effects
no denying the power
as if they already knew of my requests
and tripled mind-profits within the hour,
different sounds , different sets
the beats , they broke free and towered
passing all kinds of tests
on how to empower
the voices, they bled
love and history
with anguish and sweat
oh wait, i'm sorry
what of my element did you not get
for this was about HERstory
where her rhymes met
and washed down my worries...

s.m.

seeing you...

...made me forget my troubles
the blue on you pulled me towards you
as if i'd never seen you before
and i fell in love with you all over again

you made it last though
with your smiles
our laughter and chatter
not hiding our copping and sliding

i enjoyed our time
however short in the span of our lives
one short night but in sunshine
where our eyes became alive...

s.m.

finally..

close to a week
since i have seen you
felt you
kissed you

i can't wait to see you....