Black Poetry : Perfection

poeticlyspeakin

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Home is where the heart is, but my heart isn't her
Occupation
Living
Kissing you is like running through candyland
the taste of your sweetness done gave me cavaties
Your eyes are like stars the way they twinkle @ me
when we're doing our sexual activities
Ive been wearing a stray jacket ever since you crossed my path
because the touch of your fingertips drives me to insanity
Your smile and body creates damages
Im still recovering from last night's calamity

Your beauty runs deeper than oceans
Im like your personal diver- the deeper I get, the more oxygen I need
Your like my daily source of air
when your gone, it gets harder for me to breathe
Your like the rose that grew from the concrete
without water, sunlight, nor seeds
Without you I'd be like a tree in October
Id be alone and bare without leaves

Although loving you is like a rollercoaster ride
I dont mind the ups, downs, and twirls
Because I know Im not perfect, lovin me is like a tornado
I cause a lot of damage at the wrong time and send your emotions in swirls
But I find reward in you womanhood
I dont find nothing but drama when I deal with these girls
And even though at times our boat sinks
I always find treasure at the bottom, so I value your pearls

Your name sits in the definition of perfection in my dictionary.
 

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