Threesome

I can't hold on to two .

To hold on to one means I forsake the other and I'm tired of playing tug of war. I mean my hands are sore. Tired of forsaking my heart for yours. 

Staring in the mirror trying to convince Perfect that its flawless. Not realizing that your perfect regardless. 

He points out my fine lines, my blemish, the extra weight so under his voice my eminence diminish. 

 I can't hold on to two. To give into one means to neglect the other and I'm left empty. Now even I resent me. I keep neglecting the one who sent me. So I return to the position of grace. Bow my head and pray... Again.

Delusions

I was told to write a list.

He has to be smart

Strong build, educated and easy on the eyes.

Someone who I can depend on. Sense of humor 

is a must

I'm a girl who loves to smile

At least 6'1

He has to believe in God

be honest and fun

No kids is preferable well maybe one is okay

He has to have his own car

And his own place.

I may be okay with dating outside of my race.

I need a man who'll be there even when I'm not at my best.

Still hug me if I smell a little or if my hairs a mess

Shower me with great gifts and understand that I want to wait... Till marriage before I share my girly treasures. Great listener, cool dancer just all around perfect.

I mean I'm a great girl. Don't I deserve it? 

Did I forget to mention No Mama Boys. The ones who still live at home and play with Tonka Toys. And please no baby mama drama. On second thought no kids is great. I'm not worried about time. I'm willing to wait. At least until next Tuesday. A girl has things to do and I need a date.

lets just Parent

I'm done with your juvenile antics. 

I have a great bond with my seed and you can't stand it.

Just stop with your lies, fake cries, and wanna be spies---We are through. 

So how about you move on to something new? 

Can we just focus on being parents, instead of allowing your bitterness to be transparent.?

Jazz Fingers

Jazz fingers playing the melody of my heart

Dispensing rhythms allowing them to echo in the air and bring joy to my soul.

He asked me to dance. It was the first time love had soul and I knew in that moment he was my forever.

Change...

I just want to change our vision with my words. 

So maybe you can tutor that misbehaved little boy. Or show more patience to that sassy little girl. Cause maybe she's being molested at home and because of adult movements she now thinks she's grown.

That little boy had the fake gun because he wanted to be like you. But instead of you being officer friendly we hear the nurse scream out code blue. CLEAR/\/\/----... CLEAR/\/\/-----... 

We won't wake up until the enemy has said ALL CLEAR! 🎬. 

🎶Self destruction we're headed for self destruction🎶. #publicEnemy

Baby let your guard down

You come across so hard. 
Baby let your guard down. 
Your so covered up not even with a flashlight you could be found. 
Baby let your guard down. 

Are you afraid of winning? 

Well too late cause the facts are in. 

You are young, beautiful, original just beautiful. 

Stop hiding behind the angles of your mind and allow your mind and body to align. Baby let your guard down. 

You need to realize what you truly posses. 

Get off of surface qualities dig deep push through your mess. 

Tunnel in to your core. 

Connect with self.

 Allow you to find you. 

And not leave that up to someone else... 

Baby let you guard down

Bottle up those tears and use it to clean the windows of your soul. 

Stretch beyond what you can reach. 

Scrape away disappointments, rot, mold. 

Cancel out others views and what you were told.

You know how in math things get tense and complex. 

We started out with 1+1 now we have to find x?

 It's stages to this love thing. 

Strengthen your instincts 

Embrace the complexities it may turn out to be a beautiful 

But that story will never be told 

If you don't ever allow yourself to do one thing. 

Baby let your guard down...

Release what's holding your back. 

Fathers absence. 

A mothers control. 

And so many other hidden facts. 

It's clear that you want love but just don't know how to make your approach. 

Do you remember when Peter got off the boat?

If he never made movement than on water he wouldn't have walked.. 

Moral to the story, more action, less talk. 

Give yourself a chance to have something great. 

Allow love to come in and escape. 

Enjoy the beauties of you and let others do the same. 

You're not doing it for fortune, or power or fame. 

But you're  recognizing that you're at least worth the try. 

And not just living life by getting by. 

Baby let your guard down.

@SpeakRed 

Restart

I thought I was ready.

I wasn't.

I was just recycling yesterdays mistakes, putting it in the trash compactor of my heart, and calling it love....