
I often wonder how my friend will come,
An introductory dance,
Will he send an invitation in the form of a lump, a rare disease, or a tumor?
Will my memory start to fade,
Will food not meet my lips by my own spoon?
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I hope not though...............
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Tis be my greatest sleepless wonder don't take away my Einstein that I beg,
And maybe not my breast I have grown attached to the pair,
Ooh, I know,
But I wonder still,
Will you greet me like a thief in the night with only the burglary of my soul,
Will my heart skip a beat on a random west side street,
SKIP................SKip.................skip
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Like the keys on an ending symphony,
Will your energy flow Sakamoto be my good morrow in my ear while I slip away in my rocking chair my chest having failed the test of time.
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Grey warm in the sun my skin shines,
You know what they say about us Negros.
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Will a speeding light be my end and if so to what end?
Will my teeth fall long before my Children grow long before I,
No more silence dear friend send me a warning in time.
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Be it not I to come in search of you one razor at a time,
Talk to me lover and with whispered fresh breath tell me slowly..............tell me nicely............
Will you kiss me goodbye I know you a cheater yet I look you still,
Soften your embrace for me and give me a clock.................a bird on the wall..........give me space
Let my womb grow and raise their eggs,
Let me witness my incubator and hers mirthful.
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Allow small mercy to prove my little breath called upon an audience, an auditorium of applause,
Arena full of praise,
Then I give you my bones lover and may kiss you back with acceptance,
And adoration,
Release,
A couple of decades had in merry like carols on the day,
Be it known you loved me better than the rest they shall say.
About the Creator
The Son
The prodigal son who never returned.
I write stories inspired by my experiences and fiction.



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