I Miss You- Poem

I miss you 
And I really don't even know you 
My spirit wants to vibe 
And flow with you 
Free style together 
And go toe to toe with you 
Travel to a distant land 
And cuddle with you 
I just want to hold you 
Our bodies come together 
And create a mold of you
Singing Back to life 
Soul II Soul with you 
Bump and Grind 
R. Kelly with you 
Ain't no mountain high 
Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell with you 
I want to fly with you 
Giggle and act shy with you 
Laugh a thousand laughs with you 
Sit on the porch and.... reminisce 
But, I guess I'm infatuated 
Elated 
Vastly gaited 
Emotions precipitated 
So let me slow it down and say... 
Hello... 
How's your day... 
You good... 
Good bye

Still Under Construction

As I got back into my workout regimen today, I was in my feelings about all the things that had taken place lately. I needed an outlet, so I decided to write this poem.

Shattered windows. Shattered dreams. Ulterior motives it seems. Pieces of him. Pieces see of me. It’s just too bad the blind are the first to . Legacies undone. A man gone before the sun. Set on his life. Fatherless kids gloom amongst the ranks. Souls torn for they have witnessed the Shawshank before the redemption. It’s sad because some may never get this. The past remain the present with heavily coated makeup. Covering up all the blemishes. Showing the beautiful exterior when it the interior that is “Still under construction.” Keep out and skull bones signs show there is imminent danger, but how can one know when the package has been adorned to protect?

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