The depth of your eyes, the words no man could...
Your essence, your very presence makes me weak...

I look to my Love for inspiration,
She's the reflection of my words...

Grandma ...
If I could call anything else by that name...

I cant write, lest I bleed every word,
wrestling my pen to the page, like King James III...

Here is where you can find me, alone with my eyes...
afraid to show who I really am but Love selflessly...

My poetry is knowing me,
taking a glance at my soul hopelessly...

And so the story begins,
my lifes a reflection of the problems with in...

My plan is perfect, waiting on my soul for the...
should I fallow through with this whole thing or...

You & I were once "We" now its just me...
& it still hurts like an arrow in the heart that...

Living in a land, barren, stolen and raped,
exploiting hypocrisy like police brutality caught...

The sunrises as the sky flaunts all sorts of...
but all I can think of is Her because they'll...

Its hard to explain the way that they taste,
as a pain never replaced triggers a sensitive drop...