The Pain

Staggering knives stabbed deep

Choking on every seal to the captions

Lost in the mist of memories

Detangled in recessed peaks 

Stolen away were sanctities of glory

Embellished in the beauty of simplicity

Forgotten was never of the moments

Even peppermint tea couldn't settle the endure-ment  

There were no lens fit to script the cure

There was no air breathed without harming the lost love

There were no words and visions of comfort 

There was no timing capable of healing

Staggering were the knives stabbed deep

Into the heart of me

Whose version?

Love is not antiquated 

Chivalry isn't dead

Both have been murdered and resurrected by hearts chambers

Ahead of every break it took artillery and brakes to misplace the truth and concept of both freedoms

Simplicity never ran with boredom

Depth never ran with facades

Barricades in emotional turn overs 

The floor seats to life's game priced and over paid

Bibles bore fallacies and truths 

Religions crowded by church praising brutes

The truth reached into the eyes of the honest 

Drenching every adjustment into its palace 

I saw virgins with enough experience for novels

I saw promiscuous bodies entangled in the lost pleasures of minutes

Deeply sought and resistant to internal battles

Systematically misplacing myself in disrupted riddles

Passionately delivered from expectations punctuations

Secluded in the crowded abyss of the many stations

Flipping through overdrawn and ignored expectations

I sat still... pondered... and said this is my version 

Numb

Numb

Broken

The years of layout 

Piano keys strung out 

I thought I had this

Numb 

I substance abuse until my feelings dilute

Evaded from the surface 

My skin trimmed to the cold

Disputing every memory

Even my soul is out of touch 

Numb

Nude naked bruised

Abrasive for protection 

Inept 

Disabled by the paralysis 

Distinguished by the scars

Stretched and marked 

Battle wounds vulnerable

No taper I'm faded into the blues

Numb

The voids competed

Depleted in every stance

Remembrance shook the leaves before fall

Patterns fossiled 

Numb against the tides

I sided with memories

Too broken to be pieced together

Better against the flannel

Each panel changed every channel of the moment 

Subsided and subdued

Receded I stood back against the bristles 

Cold touched the core 

Warmth escaped my finger tips

White and blank

I blanketed the exits

Coveted in remembrance

I stood numb 

Bare

Almond eyes crescent

Barren  before belief  

Aloe slow without cure 

I was numb to the future

Escaping from my past 

Unable to grip

The very presence of an empty flask 

Lunch compositions...

She sunk 

Yoga stances against my lips

I let it drip 

Onto the tongue of pleasure, submission, and aggression 

There was a second left on the clock

My body rang it's alarm

Uncomfortably anxious 

My fingers adjusted the trigger 

Two shots

Every dose of her Hennessy flavors 

Embracing every rivalry between our zodiacs

Collecting the commission from my advances 

The perfect moisture on dry summer eves

Day time sexing her

Every thigh squeeze

Stealing my breaths as I choked her 

Checked timid notions

At the door of comfort

Knobs turned 

Welcome mats trampled 

She never ran out of samples

...for me to feast on 

Inquisitive requests 

Intervened amongst the crowds

Crowding her walls 

As she rode the wave of my shy tongue

Without hesitation 

No intermediate love scenes present 

She gift wrapped her delicacies right to my solemn duress 

Swallowing all shallow selfishness

I ate until the night dimmed the skies in her eyes 

Adjusted

There's a valley in my thoughts 

Belly flopping in my emotions 

The haunting of the conscience 

They said "close your eyes and say a prayer"

I closed my eyes and prayed for peace

Not before I said thank you for each eve

I'm able to lay and awaken in the physical 

I became remissive in my psychological 

No quaint foreplay 

Disasters increased its treble

Letting go of the "could be"

Accepting growths possibilities

I had to forgive myself 

Eliminating derivatives of clutter  

Some things are designed to be passing through

Here I am defined by the growth after you 

A crush...

I've crushed

On the depth of your stature

The curves of your structures

Your cheekbones velocity

Each time I glimpse I'm in flight

Pardon me off my own recognizance

I inhaled your endearing innocence

When the boldness of our greeting took place

Each moment our vision met

The perfect trap song embodied my silhouette

As I mentally tasted the chocolate from your skins components

(Shea butters and powder disguised in the softest musk)

Taller than I remember 

The attraction drew me in like an artist to their canvas

Midnight in Sistah Souljah novels 

The 2pac charm in my poetic justice 

I fell short

Of staying locked and loaded 

Lackingly impressing as my tongue compressed my throats canal

Swallowing the passion waves

Dictating my shying days 

Escaping from my thighs enrage 

I simply waved goodbye 

In the marketplace

Of our connection