You let me lick dripping moisture then…
When they glistened in sunlight with glee,
Just for me.
And as those days began to fade our youth…
Everything firm took a turn and now sags!
You think of yourself unattractive as we age,
But booted ‘quickies’ took in haste…
Has gratified with a slower pace,
To make us glad together…
We can still quiver in climax!
And nothing about that saddens.
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Speak in tongues.Pass judgement on others,And how they live.Where they live and with who?Express issues they have with materialism.Usually their lack of it.Or what someone else has.Complain about their ailments…With associated limitations.And,Are the ones to say to others,No one understands where they are coming from.And when asked ‘why’ they don’t take their troubles to God?They…
Stale, antiquated and rehashed.
And wished to be kept…By those whose lives are lived by myths.And hyped with unresisted propaganda.But those days are fading quick!Shown by those fed,Such misfit misgivings of a nonexistence.With expectations high and mighty…Seen by an undisciplined offspring,As too laughable to achieve or accomplish.
Filled with negativity…
Judged in misguided confidence…Sitting on fences of definitions unexplored.Convinced thoughts of dismay are shared realities!From perched undecisiveness,Like birds who chirp with wings clipped.Wishing to fly but stunting motivation.Dipped in gossiped sorrow.Not so say those in flight to test!A growth observed is personalized…In quests admitted that lifts determination.Reaching for plateaus beyond limitations set.Specific regrets are broken…
Everybody wants.
And those of the fewWho actually move to get something done…Are examined by the ones big on critique.But the least qualified.
Recycled racism…
Anyone out of this intentional darkness.With insecure criticisms,Of those feeling a deliveranceTo have all see them as other than misfit!It only confirms,A shallowed ignorance…Kept medicated on illusions,That a way of life isolated…Is envied!But by whom?Preserving stagnation,Rots those who die from inside.With mindsets that feed their own genocide!Although their acts to produce perfection…Keeps them divinely blind!In…
I had nothing left.
And I sat remembering,Who and what brought me joy.I had to laugh.That was still in my grasp.It was you who shared my happiness.When I had more of that!Thinking it would forever last.And when you passed…I had nothing left.Or so I thought.And I sat remembering,Who and what brought me joy.You are that ‘what’.The ‘who’ that remains…