I wake up every mornin
the sunlight in your hair
I can feel it all around
you're so magical
Why is there nothing in this world I can't do right
But when I'm with you there's danger...
I keep hoping, wishin on a dream
that it's always come true no matter how it seems
There's danger
You can feel it in the night
Knowing only you
You must be the one alright
I keep dreaming away
And no matter how low I whisper
You're always here to stay
Give... me something here all night
That no matter what it brings bring with you until the light
Mornin sinks in... the smell of your perfume
All around is danger all around the room
And deep in the avenue of the light
Longing the whisper
Forget what can't be undone alright
I have fixed you up and scratched my arms
Always something something I did wrong
I protect you
You're my lady and my disease
You're my medicine when I have to let go and you keep me strong
Time keeps slippin away
And no matter where I go it's always with you I stay
Is there something I can do for you tonight
Just whisper o dear angel...
Are you coming upon me tonight....

Never knowing what's on the road ahead
Do we stop along modern fence posts
Telling our lives that we were once here
Where is here, now
Does it ever clean out your soul
Lost out of wind this struggle within
And deep down a thousand minds
Each wanting something more something sublime
It's only in the inner caverns in your mind
To go behind that door to twist that key...
Into eternity
The lost cause waves
Begin to fade
And soon as many others will say
Forget where I stand tomorrow
Be proud of who I am today...

As in a general "soulmate"? Your soul can go either way... Love each other in the afterlife through years on end... where does it come to the point... sorry hun it's been thousands of years with you but we need a life apart? If you know what you're looking for a general flash of what she looks like she'll come to you... you start meeting a bunch of women that resemble her... and then she kinda just accepts you for who you are... always a fool in love with her... it's easier to not look for true love and just either date exclusively or just do not go searching for it...

The Bible wants to point out that there's only one God... and anybody else's point of view is false... Why we keep arguing this amongst ourselves would just in typical Jehovah create someone Gay if they weren't made to love that other person they're seeking? I've heard a story where a woman began seeing a phycologist and in a past life rather recent she was a German Air Bomber in WW2... She was a he and he had 3 or so kids... to better the odds... he also was against the war but the man she is dating now shot down his plane and he died... so she gravitates away from this fellow because it's not the first time she was a man and this guy she is now dating has killed her in a past life... Many Lives Many Masters...

So what's the ultimate answer to your question of query to the relative subject? Not God... What does your soul consider "gay"? Is religion a mass fed media based to believe only in what the masses consider good graces or each and every one of us believing something different?

While I agree with being yourself... You seem a lil tense and or just shy... being black you'd come across suave but to really get their interest? Charm... this need to be ourselves is open and honest being nervous especially when black can really play out either way for any race... but if you're tense you're not yourself you're not being "honest" and it'll leave them guessing as to who you are? You can be nice infact it's recommended usually... The villiage punk gets a lot of girls cause he's not afraid to admit he's a jerk...

Lost in temptation
The scattering of lost children
Lost to the thrill of never to be judged
Always afraid always alone
Who keeps wondering this path of life
And forget that we're not balanced
We are eagles flying high
And if we ever reach the top
We break through that barrier
And keep soaring
Higher higher till the clouds are distant gone
And the wind no longer cares
No one to keep from dreaming
Cause in our view we are already there
Forget passion forget love it's driven everyone crazy
Cause if she is calling my name I don't know if I should pick up or not
Not while I'm busy chasing my own dreams
I cannot say it's wrong nor right
To give up on the thought of another
But I keep measuring this thing that I am
And being who I am is keeping me from being me
To simply cast aside this imbalance this perfect cup of life
Is to keep dreaming I am fulfilling my own needs first
And in finding my own way
It leads her to me this empty road
And we cross paths at the intersection each following our own dreams
She's out there probably met her by now passed her by
And kept driving under the fact damn was she cute
But to keep utter thoughts as to why or when, all that matters is me
I guess giving her to will to be is what I've always promised her
Deep in the night of a thousand dreams
And the softness of tomorrow brings....

The essence that defines you creates friction
In order to achieve happiness you gotta agree
On indeciviness
You can change a lot of things about yourself in a day, month, year
But who you become is always the same
You can keep wondering day to day night to night
Wondering if this is the thing that suits me right
And find only guessing if you are cool or a fool
I think I'm pretty cool
While a lot of people think I'm a fool
I guess that's why I always clean up anybody else's messes
Thank god I don't have to clean bathrooms as a teen on any given Sunday….

"Nudies" isn't going to get me anywhere
Thanks for the stimulation and all that
But if I'm not going to "touch" you
What's the point?
We live sheltered lives
And being who we are
We are bound to make mistakes
But if I am right from up top?
How am I not wrong too?
In deciding my own voice and this world's future
Take your photographs... and fade away...

It's a shame scammers pay no mind to Poetry...

"Nudies" isn't going to get me anywhere
Thanks for the stimulation and all that
But if I'm not going to "touch" you
What's the point?
We live sheltered lives
And being who we are
We are bound to make mistakes
But if I am right from up top?
How am I not wrong too?
In deciding my own voice and this world's future
Take your photographs... and fade away...

It's a shame scammers pay no mind to Poetry...

sorry, been up with anxiety attacks since 3 am... yesterday... so this is about 40 hours on non rest and my brain turning into yogurt...

What does a man want? Besides to dominate and be un mercifly blind... Been there thought this feels powerful and in doing so lost more and more of who I am as a person... All of us grew up thinking we were no one... society decides our jobs our way of life... and in choosing those laws.. create boundaries separating us from human functioning... believe it or not it's ok to cry... i'm not going to turn my back on you sniveling like a true man should... this is wrong? to actually be human? To actually care... how many of you have said idgaf... and finding this conscious you were still scared?

It's a true shame to see a man of caliber be as common as any rock along the damn road...

But in all fairness she just wants someone different sometimes sometimes the same bad boy... (cough) because I find the baddest people are usually the first to cry when stuff hits the fan... and being better than that? Is actually opening up?

:)… and that's all i'm going to say to those of you who know who you are ;p...

Keep piling keep moving mountains I keep moving forward and keep up hope I'm doing something right each day each night longing for the road ahead and to further stand as a better man... I can't say what's wrong or right... been the same every night
People arguing over the same topics blind to the other side's point of view.... who's to say anyone's plan is perfect... yours? mine? anyone's? Bettering ourselves in knowing and understand...

Because that bug is just as alive as you or I? It has feelings and God gave us the will to better ourselves from crushing life even though a nuisance we can hunt deer eat meat be merry and happy... we can coax our own thoughts our own fear of what's right or wrong and find out God accepts us for who we are anyway.. I respect you sir because you have a story to tell that surpasses my own... and in learning more about who we are inside and out... keeps us stronger...

Cast a line hook a fish
Who amongst us is to miss
A sheltered man a friendly ghost
Left with so many choices who's to boast?
I seek another amongst the waves
So many a maidens do I crave
Who is lost or even real
I look to her the next minute to find her deactivated
Just like real life they vanish and disappear
Living in a small hometown you'd think you knew everybody?
Who am I really really trying to be or become
When I'm just looking searching for the one
She's in a vault inside my head
And the wise ones tell me she exists cause she's my muse
And this ghost haunts me...
Because as real as she is I've seen a hundred girls that resemble her far or near
And got to know none of them
This ghost haunts me from knowqing reality
But my reality is quite clear even if confused
Who am I really but a simple man
Who got gifted with words most can't stand
Because they mean so much they're jealous...
I've listened to enough people tell me I'm wrong or right
Or even if she's going to come to me tonight?
i'm learning to let go and disappear
If they have anything to say it better be with heart
Or I'll simply keep hidden saying nothing
What they say doesn't matter who's to say what's right or wrong
And the world can keep guessing what's going on?
Only I matter at the end of the day
I fall asleep each night always thanking myself no matter how hard the day has become
Some of my worst days have become my best doing this simple thing
Keep dreaming keep moving on
Cause no matter who you are... is strong...

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River Spirit~ while it one of my better if not best pieces produced I should do more like that... was inspired by this poet on Jimmy Fallon last night and he had me stunned if I could do that or not? :)