IDIOSYCRASIES/gendar

I am what touched ur heart...

the soul u tore apart

where the street comes together..

through ghettos rain

what left the wind..

to claim me as ur bond & close proximeter

what lays through guns and roses ..

the slash of ur name

written upon my closer.. remains a

silence mart er..

2 breech a contract..the sensor..

to detect a contact of interest

still..moments when shadows

WEARIN me..time remembered a

character..

where hips, thighs bridge it's gap...

between..the here

& now of past TENSE..2 fill what was

a cup of chocolate..

what sees better

days and culture pudding..

looking like Topeka..instead of midnight

mocha..or molasses...

what grins..

smiles ..sending a message..saying

this is what u missed out on..

through taking a vacation in those

prison walls...u dysec what can't b there..

dreams once certain..a playground for a G

HURTING..where gender HOLD NO freeDOM..

though the heart..willing..

where life didn't impress any feelings

or thoughts of living like I'm

ur king..the master key 2 being love..

bwt u , becomes , just the ride

around the block and backk..

holding on .. no losing track..

what made a black man wanna hump..

be flourished by a big butt

and a smile..with a price to pay for

rubbing it right..

touching ones heart

reminds me...this is what u lost...

nahhh i don't think so..coz..i

gained what no woman have ever returned ..

a new addition..a child

..god's reward..and u can't get no better than that..

it's all natural & in the flesh

wearing like me...lookin like me..go with ur

old skool pranks..

LIFE..folds like a brand new

shirt ..right of out ur wardrobe..waiting to b...

worn out..and then..u let it go

gota replacement..while u stay playin cowboys 2 girls..

i don't look back.. like tomorrow's world u wear..

feelin me

..but sees a brand

new..out of the ghetto..and in2 the arms..

wearing ur name..only..doesn't mean

I AM in LOVE..feel memories of u...

wearing melodies of her..

totally different from

what performs...a LADY.....

it is what it is..taken me back..

for no reason

whatsoever....what's

over ..finish..done with..carry it back

leaves..no good..moves on..act like

u know..living like ya don't..Confucius say..

Syonira..be out!!!!

CREATE..Sheila...

GOTTA ADMIT THIS

IT'S A DEDICATION TO U..LR..

TOOK U BACK A WAYS..BUT

KNOW..IT WAS DONE IS GOOD TASTE..