by holding his hand

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an innocence maybe
her fingertips curl
his hand like a baby
she takes on the world

her soft pretty make up
she believes
love commands

stands behind pretty seen
when she’s holding his hand

he can see someone missing
feel forgotten and sad
he can need her to feed him
face to face with his dad

she’s got eyes to her thigh’s
made to call any man
but to me she’s made golden
by holding his hand  ©

 

the windows of love

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Love is a window that is one often opened with white satin gloves. It is beautiful and delicate, made of glass that we see right through…Its something that we fear breaking.  But, love is also a difficult window to open at times. From the hard rains in the summer, to the cold nights in between… we cannot see through the dirt and grime. This vantage point, this view that we treat so guarded… it gets covered with so many different things that we may not see through to the other side. We somehow wish to protect our satin gloves from being ruined opening this dirty window. Isn’t it funny that in times like these we forget what’s important? How do I suppose the relief of fresh air will gain entry? During moments that make me feel so alone and without air to breathe? Love is not to be handled with white gloves alone. Gloves that protect our vanity. We so often concern our hearts with the appearance of love… we become people that have no versatility … love is within the labor of always being sure our window remains open. True love is dirty and bloody… Love may be presented to us with bows and ribbons, it may be so very worthy of the essence of honor and decorum… but in the boots I have walked or the roads that I’ve traveled … love takes work gloves and mud… love is pain. Love means ruining those white gloves. Every bit of sediment on its tracks…  each time we fall face first in the mud… so long as I can see you through my window pane… I can tell you that I love you.  ©

True reaction of love

 
 
In a certain space You reside as my love
It's grown to be a hurting place
because not believing in you
it's flirting within lobotomy ciphers
A love inside you
no shit I'd give my life to you
I love you unreplaced
with faces more than one
to hide the gold I hold for you
prevent the sinking sun
although my lips would kiss
the space upon you're face
embrace those eyes
taste thighs that run
no ribbons bows above below
or grace observed upon your toe
through truth not told
and love un bold I fold the bond we make 
Because I love you...

I love inside a heart unfound
reserved by thoughts of love not bound
and I’d guess my love for you
will see enchant-less renditions
that make goodness interpretive
to my empty home
your days gone by decision

how smart you will be
my frozen heart
allows all that I’d do
spectacles seen glistening
from wiping temptation
before degradation of what your loves effect
would’ve made untrue
loves truth can’t all be known
while holding a hand
not walkin’ alone

you cannot understand

the advance on the love
one adhered like glue
the loan for what’s built
to protect a home un whispered of
invested in my chest
in a lonesome space
a place that I grow used to
if I ever look starved
because I wasn’t allowed to feed you
my heart is everything of me
if but a drop in your sea
if mine were amiss
would you notice
and remember me ?

I love you in a way
if something were to happen to YOU...
I could never pretend
would not ever want and sever from my needless heart 
I'd grow old alone next to a photo of you
just stay within view of my home
serving my only fire
tilling its memory
protecting our oil
you make loves garden
because you are my soil
but to not know your kiss
nor mouthing your name
makes like lover made love 
into some kind of game
I would never hope to win
pretend to discover what I've found in you're skin 
but never love another again
Not like I love you. ©
                                          -A
 

Ode to my beloved sister

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Everything is everything

but everything is fine
depressing hard lessons
my confectionist pretext…

Her divine love is above a heavy head
learn again to think with my heart
peep rear views & UN blindfold memories
blood drivin’ in mud leaves it’s leathery mark

Sensory sunshine
my flex capacitor just got blown apart
sometimes I start cryin’…

Bent from the depth
of last breath & caressing
death just a theft
inside laws of possession…
b
ut I have her
and she’s mine

Sc-Fi caffeine steam
like tea that’s been steeped
deep loves heat
defeats Delorian machines

Libyan bugs climb behind
pines to complete a 187
bazookas blaze Hill valley cemetery signs

 1955 +51 years…
But a dream
can turn out just fine…

my hands in with Lauren
for its my GOD that through death
my baby girl unfurled
that sweet thang still alive…

But…
I miss how she pissed Brian off
when we still had her in this world…

Random time machines
I couldn’t count its cost
one plus point twenty
a single jigga
all its divided… 

No sum described  figures
Watt was never lost…

I smile crying cause
I can’t even deny
you bring back
“Damn that girl ate up all the grape jelly”
your voice’s reverberations
of Welches gr
ape scraped on the jar
mixed with
“This is for Da’ Bourbons and the Cadillac’s”

Any sign of Seville…
cryogenic chilled flex capacitors
wont bring it back
her smile
Master P or Brian’s Jam…

I’m feeling fine because
the sum of my love…
it’s right here
its right where I am…

But I miss her
and sometimes can’t hold drops back
until I picture my best buddy
my baby sister pb& j
Suburban’s & candy painted Cadillac’s.

It ain’t nothing bout some skin
it’s just a literal kinda
kiss from within…

But,
I miss how smart You are…

I hold you in every way I can
but these tears you see on me
they’re of joy my sister
its love Undestroyed…

I can’t get her back y’all
No increment of mother earth
not
all of her kisses
how we lost her…

Could ever convey the current
in a sea of grape jelly
not her worth
no currency equates
the grief of what it cost her…

her dreams were wishes
a
life’s sweet memories offer kisses
and as I tap these keys
I’m pleased to know
that I never even lost her
I still have my little princess
yet miss her more
than eyes can show©