Black Poetry : Paper Playing In The Park

Rashad

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Dec 20, 2001
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The melody of my soul sing
a song of spring through
spirit filled motions of pen
stroking emotions...
As
Blue skies arise after cold
dark winter sessions of brisk
wind breezes freezing overnight
lingering over to the day...

The essence of mother nature
so pure blooming the earth to
the sky right before the eye
in disguise you arrive...

Drifting on air unaware of me
noticing you over there as the
wind blows I chase you wanting
to catch you to dance with you...

Everytime I run you run with the
spring breeze touching you and it’s
kinda fun just playing in the sun
with you having fun...

I reach out for you to come to me
so I can write upon the surface of
you about me about we about eternity
definitley speaking within me...

So hopefully when you get through
playing with my emotions and come
from out of the spring breezes blowing
I could finish my motion of pen stroking
emotions...
 

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