Black Poetry : Drifting on a High

[Desert Storm]

I'm floating
Strait coasting

I'm drifting
I'm going

On this natural high

Spiritual
Visual

Seamstress
Of my kind

I put together
An outline

Take good care
Because you know this comes rare

Never seen a dame
Like me

Different is better
So you can't act like you know me

Not used to my kind
But it's ok
You'll get used to me in time

Just floating
Strait coasting

Bubbling inside
Cruzin
While I'm movin
In suffisticated rhythme\

Help me Lord
I think I might loose my mind

Trully
My best
When I shine

So don't be mad
I know you like
What's in this bag

Probably
Just sad

Cuz you wish you had
What I had.

Desert Storm

 

[GQ]

Sweet...

Like the drift Storm!!!!


GQ

 

[N2urSoul]

Stormy

Waz up sistah! I C U driftin' on a high heah gurl! This piece took it there!!


Always

N2

 

[Desert Storm]

Well, You know me! Ha,ha,ha
Good to see y'all, ya know ?
Feel me.
Sincerely,
Desert Storm