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The longest kiss

We embraced each day like a bohemian sunset kissing white sands for the last time

Kissing like plans and time,

Explicitly entwined like lovers covered in honey

stuck in the buzz

In our moment we are, we were, we simply be

Still like the breeze before and after the storm

Pregnant with a future yet to be born yet we were fully formed

Feeling like casualties of a pacifists war we… tore up blue prints and scripts to be enlisted

See true Happiness is continually fought for never gifted

Sojourners drifted into our paths like floating pieces of wood to renew hope

When my lust is pure the only loved one I’ll grope for will be

My life

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He-motions (this is life)

It takes some beating
Playing this game, being sorry for cheating
Bleating, sorry, I love you sorry I love even though I never cheated
My hearts still beating, bleeding, beating and eating
Memories of the unlived feeding, breeding,
Holographic realities and reasons,
Meanings drip feeding like old dogs leave me
Needy
Kneeling, praying, keeling, prostrate with face straight
Can’t open the flood gates,
They dump and jump to a first date
Wait
Adrenalines hit and run race gathers pace
I feel dumb, dazed, is this a phase or am I just
Phased
Have you lost your flavour Ade?
Loved like Musiq but I got played
Turn up the volume put words on parade
Actions on fade,
Her love pulses like filament in my brain
Wanting out under a shade
Another man’s on the ram raid
And I’m damned in the fight game
I want you to fight Ade
Made up mind she took my knife away
Didn’t take my life away
I just want to hide today
Island hideaway
No man is an island hey
Lost in my thoughts, life is a ride OK
I get it
Cold nights, coughing crying, sweating
Dismembering memories yet remembering instead of forgetting
Fretting, abetting meandering feelings she’s already at the stage of forgetting
Deleting me so she can get him
Or let him get in
Lies unfold, narratives yet to be told
Yet myself I scold
Thought I was bold
But as every hour gets old, her pasture new takes a choke hold
I can’t breathe,
Thought I was a man made at the end of the weak
I took hate through hushed speak
Folk spat vocal daggers and arrows
It took the Mick with swagger of Jagger
Poisoned arrows broke the fertile leaving it fallow
Give me the gallows that’s the last place I’d get any depth
Strength I didn’t have any left
Yet faith generated my breath gave me defiant strength by ordinance
I couldn’t capitulate for an audience
3 strikes rule has caught me up
I see it as progression for blessing on the Re- up
Can’t birth a smile but my eyes be up
Looking to the sky while ready to die
Living truth keeps me alive
And while I wander in the garden of why
I wont complain
This is life and if that sugar dissolved from my cup today
I’d pray
Meditate and wait
Negatives would corroborate
Feelings would regurgitate
But if Stressing leads to Blessing
Its my duty to participate

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