Tuesday, April 7, 2009

What's in Me?

I was watching that Gatorade commercial
And got to thinking,
What’s in me?

Sure I got the usual
Bones, blood, and muscle

But I’m talking
what’s in my personal, individual, one of a kind make up.
What’s in me?

When I look closely,
I see…

A man with a plan or two, and a few in reserve

I see…
A 5’4”, 140, caramel complexion stallion filled with passion

A baron that don’t know the meaning of stop,
I only slow down, switch gears, and switch lanes ‘til I speed up again.

A brother with persistence in him, meaning there’s no limits to him.

I am filled with Christ,
Walk with his swagger, act like he act, call me a character

Filled with Leadership qualities, my supporters follow me

I do play basketball,
So yeah, Gatorade is in me too.

Take a look inside,
What’s in you?

When I Think

When I think about that time I did a 180
On the on ramp to Rt. 80
In the rain
With on coming traffic staring me in the face
But no traffic came, I put the car in reverse
Did an about face, and went along my way
At a bit of a slower pace.

When I think about that time
I was about eight or nine
Playing Star Wars with my cousins
I stuck my head up from behind the boxes
And caught a Duracell size D in the eye.
Now I have 4 eyes, but at least I didn’t go blind.

When I think about the time I got robbed by 4 dudes,
coming from 4 ways, on 1 street,
rolling up on 1 Steve.
No where to go,
I still broke out for sure.
But they caught me and flashed a gun for show.
Took my money and chain,
The shirt off my back and my briefcase.
Once again,
I backed up, did an about face,
And hopped the first bus to anywhere.
I could have been dead, but I’m still here.

When I think
on the goodness of God.

81st Floor

If you think having sex on Earth is good
Imagine having sex in Heaven
On cloud 9 times 9
Open them pearly doors to the Kingdom Suite
Sex on the 81st floor.

Lips connect
Chest against breast
But no blood, no flesh
Two become one
Spirits mesh

If you ever gave me all of you while making love
You’d send my spirit soaring, bursting through the clouds
Riding high on cloud 9 to the second power
For a thousand hours
I’m giving new meaning to the term
Spread your wings.
Have you hitting chords
as if a harp were in your voice box as you sing.
Enter your space, that transcends space,
and time is of no essence in this infinite love session.
You’d receive an orgasmic experience,
surpassing human intelligence.
You couldn’t fathom the reality of sex on cloud 9 times 9
to the second power of the 81st floor,
that’s 1,687 more.

I always said I’m looking for perfection.
Well you’re the perfect woman.
You’re my angel baby, my lady angel.
We’re a match in the making is an understatement
Truth be told
We’re a match made in Heaven.

Diamond Eyes

We caught a gaze from each other
And then a smile
A mutual connection
An electric vibe
Coming from both sides
No doubts, I’m certain

Your eyes literally sparkled like ice white diamond
I thought it was the lights
But as I peered deeperI realized it was the brightness of kindness
The likeness of Christ inside
Pouring out from the windows of your soul

Although I stood motionless,
Soaking up the moment
That striking allure
Brought me to one knee on the inside
Those precious lips
Provoked thoughts of a kiss
Running the spectrum from delicate to passionate

When we spoke
I was relieved that
Your words and personality
Matched everything else that I already knew

Sexy, beautiful, pretty, cute
Intelligent, sophisticated, pleasant
Attractive in every way
You have it all.

Your exotic tone
Enhanced by your flawless skin
Drew me in to the perfect proportions you posses for your frame
Which fit like Eve of Adam’s rib perfectly with my stature
Revealed by the embrace of a friendly hug before we parted ways.

Lovely lady lets fly to heaven
We’ll keep company with the angels
And when we land
Experience Heaven on Earth together.

What a Difference

What a difference a day make
From moonlight to day break
Ever go to sleep in peace
but wake up in the shakes?
Had a best friend turned 2 faced
and both is fake?
Ever go from “I LOVE you baby!”
to “I HATE this heart ache!”?
Had a dream job
Turned to “Clean out your desk, It’s your last day.
And you’re not getting paid.”
Now you back in your momma’ house
On your momma’ couch
‘Cause you had to give up your own place.

I’m just saying
What a difference a day make.

When you can go from
Doubting His name
to renewing your faith.
From being lost
to finding your place.
When you can go from
Being condemned,
to His mercy and grace,
From shouting Fuck You!
To “Now I Pray!”
When you can go from Sinner to Saved.

I’m just saying
What a difference a day make.