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MY SOUL'S IMAGINATION
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"Love" MY SOUL’S IMAGINATION
Through the corridors of your eyes...
I see sun-setting reflections of you being mine…
As my lips move slowly towards you,
But I can’t kiss you…
Because in reality my lips are sealed by time…
And secrecies of feelings that caresses my mind…
Your presence causes my soul to overflow like Saturn’s rivers…
As I reveal my pain I cry,
But your touch solidifies my tears into divine crystals…
So I ask you, “why?”
Or better yet, “when?”
Can I be given the privilege to breathe your beauty again?
See, you walk in tune with the wind…
Enslaving gravity within echoes…
Setting the fiery Suns of my passions,
And evaporating the love lakes of my soul…
Sometimes I just want to tell you that I have to go…
Where no man has ever gone before…
Up the rivers of your soul,
And build a foundation of true love where true lies from other niggas you’ve kept…
Showing you the world from the Moon’s back porch,
As God bewedd us himself…
See, reality sobers my imagination,
But right now I’m drunk with illusions…
Not to be confused with the situation,
But I know I can’t have you…
So, I contemplate this conclusion…
I’ve been told that the square root of a kiss is a hum,
But kissing you would be wrong…
So under my breath my hum I hold,
Instead I gaze in your eyes & ascend like wind through your pores,
And play saxophones on the fire escape of your soul…
And listen to your heart-beat drum beats…
DAMN…
I’ve never heard jazz like this before…
My third eye causes me to eye-solate myself from you…
And my 3-demensional soul only sees double vision of your sight…
It must be your smile echoing,
Causing avalanches , & eclipsing Suns & Moons of Saturn nights…
You’re the letter that completes the alphabets…
“A,” “E” & “I” Owe “U” for bestowing such beauty in my presence…
So badly do I want to bathe in your kiss simply for purity…
Mispronouncing your name just to hear your melodic voice correct me…
If I told you I love you,
Would you believe me?
Probably not…
What if I told you that I was in love with you?
Would you believe that?
I didn’t think so…
Well, believe that I love everything that you do,
And everything about you, and that’s true,
But to you, that could be hard to believe too…
See, fantasies are something special,
But I must admit…
Reality does count a lot,
But I doubt if I ever get the chance to show you how much I could love,
So my dreams are all I’ve got…
Sometimes I sing in silence –
Revealing secrets inside me…
If only we possess telepathy my confessions I wouldn’t have to deny,
And my heart would be free…
Free from emotions & potential devotion that I could show you…
Making love to your soul,
As I blow you and your mind with divinity…
Breaking your mental virginity…
And the lessons you’ve taught me will burn infinitely within me…
“Me” would be no “I” if I never met you…
And my eyes see you & I together in your eyes…
But then…
I…
Am only dreaming again…
Sometimes I want to sail my soul through your heart,
And prevent love from becoming a blur…
I was once drowning in an eternity of nowhere,
Because I never knew where you were…
And I truly believe God sent you as my guardian angel…
And that I will never have to ask Him…
My love is my soul’s imagination…
How do I love thee?
Baby just imagine…
Tha Prodigal One...
