MUSIC MARKS DA LYRIC/TIMES/ PER BEATS OF SOUND

TODAY..I HAD QUIET MOMENT..TODAY..I FEEL SO BLAHHH..SO DESPERATE TO SEE MY FRIEND IN NEED OF LOVE..TODAY..HE CALLS..SO I ANSWER WITH A PASSIONATE HUNG AND KISS..WITH NO ONE AROUND..MY EMBRACE WAS SO PHONY...I SLEPT PASS HIS TINGLING SENSATION..THAT LOVE SLAPPED A MUSSEL ON MY FACE..WHAT BLOCKS HIS KISSES..WHERE I GOT SO SICK..THE HEART WAS SO ALONE..NOT ME ...HIM..FROM LOOSING WHAT I CAN'T GET A GRIP..WANNA SHOW SOME COMPASSION..WANNA KNOW HOW TO LOVE HIM..WANNA REACH OUT TO HIS CLOSURE..GIVE WHAT IS DRIVING ME OUTTA MY CLOTHES..BUT..WHEN..HOW..I DON'T HAVE THAT TOUCH..WHERE HE FEELS ME AND I LEAVE SOMETHING BEHIND WHAT HE SEES..A FLESH..WITH DESIRES SO EXUBERATING..EXCITING..LIKE A ROCKET..BLASTOFF..HURLS IN2 SPACE..LEARNING HIS TASTE..I DON'T WANNA ADMIT..THE RUB IS LIKE A FINE TOOTH COMB..RUNS DOWN MY BACK..INJURES MY SOUL..WHAT IS IT...THE ABUSE...WHY IS IT...IT WEARS WHAT WAS..A SLAP IN MY FACE..NUMB..FEBBLE..BURNT..BUT..WHY CAN'T I FEEL HIM..WHAT IS IT..HE DOES THAT..KEEPS ME ANGRY..WANTING TO BE TOUCHED..WITH TEARS .. RUNNING DOWN MY CHEEK..WHY DO I DENY MEN..BEHIND SEXUALITY..CURSING DARKNESS..LITERATELY BITING TIME..RIGHT IN FROM OF BODY MOVEMENT..WANTING TO FIGHT THIS SENSELESS BEHAVIOR..WHAT GOT A GRIPE..FUCKS WITH HIM AND I..WHERE I FEEL HIS LIPS..HIS SOUL..HIS SPIRITUALLY COMPOSITION..I DIE 4..WHERE THE PIANO PLAYS..BEETHOVEN OVERTURE..WHERE I RISE TO HIS DEMANDS..WITH SOFT PILLOWS AND RED SATIN SHEETS WITH ROSE PETALS LAID OUT..WAITING FOR ME..WHY IS IT.. THERED PRESENTS BLOODSHED...INSTEAD OF LOVE..WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN...ON THE FLOORIN FRONT OF CORRUPTION..BRUTALLY SCORNED...FOR WHAT REASON..I ABSOLUTELY DON'T KNOW..THE TURNTABLE CONTINUES TO PLAY..WHERE MUSIC BE THE REMEDY FOR HEALING..I MEND..I WEPT ..I SAW.I PAID A DEPT TO SOCIETY...WHY AM I SUFFERING ..STILL..I'M A BEAUTIFUL BLACK SISTA..I GOT LOVE..LIFE TO GIVE..WHEN.. I DON'T KNOW..WHY?..BECAUSE.I CAN'T B TOUCHED THAT WAY..WHAT DO U MEAN...I NEED A CHANCE..WHERE..INSIDE..WHERE U FEEL A WOMAN..U NEVER LEFT HER 4 MONEY..SHE OWES..JOHNS NEVER PAID..SO U BECOME THE THIEF..WHO GETS PAID BACK..U..NOTHING.. TO LIVE 4..BUT LIFE..BEING SAVED..IN LOVE..WITH THE WRONG SIGNALS..LOOKS LIKE I'M DONE4..WANTING A MAN IN LOVE SOMEWHERE ABOVE THE STARS AND BELOW...AN ACT 2 PLAY WITH..NOTHING IS REAL..CREATE

PT II...THE LIFT> comes down safely

I am the height...the width of man..i sore 2 a higher planes drifter..i dive from leaving what was so high..i know not ..the time or level or what way i got there..i climbed to the top of my skill...with clinging on2 hooks and connected to rocks...I held..as arms and feet to secure my stability...the wind was strong..the breeze came..causing a collision..where i had no one for support... when all failed me..what did i do...i dived down that mountain...landed on my own 2 feet..like a flight i'm in..while the air suspection spoke...said..i am your fall..the planes of concourse..the wings of man..i lift my arms and procededto pretend..for some reason..i feared nothing..i became the false pretense.. where you lifted my spirits..gave me room to escape..a mountain and it's regions..with length..width..the circumference..the magnitude..to gain a eagle sense..where i'm balanced..free...articulate..drawing me a landscape...painting a conclusion of..a man's world and his life..wearing..the wings of a eagle.. flying above the galaxy..finding what controls..attempts 2 break my landing... to touch the heavens..turns me around..arrives home..safely..where ground denies me...death...the lift..was what a test of faith...while the plane exploded.. in mid-air..true story.. the survivor of flight to Charlotte North Carolina..deep...Create