Thursday, July 2, 2015

THE STRUGGLE....

THE STRUGGLE.....


I WANNA WAKE UP IN HIS ARMS THE SAME WAY I WOULD  FALL ASLEEP,
IT'S NO WAY TO EXPLAIN MY SITUATION EXCEPT THAT IT GETS DEEPER THAN DEEP.....
ORAL CONCENTRATION MY LIPS GIVES HIM MY UNDIVIDED ATTENTION, 
AND WHEN THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD IS ON IS SHOULDERS I PATIENTLY AND QUIETLY SIT BACK AND LISTEN...
I DON'T OFFER FALSE PRETENSES OR PRETEND I'M SOMETHING I'M NOT,
WHEN I SAY THAT THIS SHIT IS FOR REAL THEN I'M GIVING UP EVERYTHING I GOT...
AGGRAVATED BY THE SLOW PROCESS OF A THOROUGH ROTATION,
SO I'M CUTTING TO THE FRONT OF THE LINE EVEN THOUGH I SEE OTHER BITCHEZ STANDIN THERE LOOKING & WAITING...
ANALYZE~DETACH AND RESTORE IS MY PRIMAL INSTINCT OF SURVIVAL,
THERE CAN NEVER BE ANOTHER LIKE ME AND I WONDER DO HE APPRECIATE THE MOVEMENT OF MY ARRIVAL....


((( MY POETRY SPEAKS )))




Copyright © Shan-Teazy Ledgend 2015 

2 comments:

  1. I'm pretty sure he does, how can he not?!...beautiful, talented, & such a vibrant spirit!..Your work as well as your actions should speak for itself, eye enjoyed the read Shantell, excellent scribe!!

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  2. TRUE THAT, & THANK YOU FOR THE KIND WORDS APPRECIATE & HUMBLED NO DOUBT!! MEANS ALOT

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