Air
Your love feels just like the wind. Soft and filled with bliss.
Like Cleo said I just need your belief
Then I’ll be fine
Because let’s face it the wind only wishes to kiss your skin
In simple attempts to
Graze your beauty
They even see that you are from the divine intertwined with God’s touch grazing your spine by fingertips.
It’s so sublime from the divine
I can go on and on about your beauty but I simply want to talk about your mind
The one many have said is insane , ignorant, or truthfully
To me
irreplaceable
I know that your DNA is coded with 80s and 90s love where things were simpler
And it’s a shame thats when people actually applied effort and intention.
Actually declared their love with no reservations
So if I fall just save me from my self because
Honestly
Honesty is the rarest thing in life that many have yet to see
I think Cleo was in the kitchen
Or the garden,
and maybe even the church
cooking you up
just like Aliyah said it best
At your best you are loved
But I want to let you know that at all times you are loved
So will you be my jasmine and join me on this magical carpet ride that will allow us to see above the skyline one time without having to be high off trees
I just want to show you the love I give to myself
I just need your belief
Not because it’s a dire need but it’s asking for reassurance without asking
It’s knowing when your battery and mine is below five
How are we going to make up for the time with just a dime
If we don’t even have enough to squeeze out this lime
The concoction that is created by both of us is sublime
That I don’t even know how we used our time
Before there was a you and I
Well when it was my time
And you had your time
I want you to understand there
Was a simple line
That instead of a quick hit to make time not exist
I took it to write down what I want to be
In my life
For my time
In my rhyme
For my season
Of healing
Within reason is becoming of adding more seasonings.
Allow my wounds to fully heal and not put a band aid that
To where my heart can be subdued to attacks
I want to ensure it can endure all
That may occur
In our time
Maybe that’s why they say love is like air and wine
Easy to feel and aged with time.
So will you be my fresh air in my lungs and wine in my cup slowly sipping you?
To where we are simply sitting away.
So honestly,
Honesty is the best thing
For you
and well me.
But, maybe it’s just not for
Us to see those things.
Maybe just to feel like the wind
And enjoy the peace.



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This picture is memorable because one of the poems I have written included that pic. So loved this poem.