You stepped through the threshold from your room with a countenance of wonder like... why the hell are you here. Eyes bursting with passion... a high or maybe a flame. You, no shirt but words painted on your chest undressed I say the words that read while later you said that
Love is Life's pain
I can not regain or restrain the emotions lost and found while looking to the ground not in your eyes in total surprise with how you spoke and wrote and write and recit'ed all the thoughts from pencil to paper from fingertips to keys boy please don't stop with your words let them flow you're letting me know you ... so true undo you undid my childhood but I... still a kid... growing up disconcerting I erupt to interrupt to not understand no held hands however I've fallen in love with his thoughts, swag and words but damn....
I just met this gay man.
But let's define gay... is he curved or is he straight or is it too late for him to know his pappy maybe this gay dude is just a happy man like quick sand he sinks into what everyone thinks is Relaxing. like Jazzy music it swerves with it's notes in the air like smoke you just can not compare the average cigarette to this blunt this wrap of weed this one scented line unkind undefined between his fingers to his lips never once dipped into the ocean the North too cold growing old too fast memories of the past last just of bad not of good this nigga grew up in the hood but never an outcast... just forecast the weather the man spoke on the television ... with a vision so clear yet unclear no fear of earth been through it all too tall to fall to hard not to break an earthquake this dude no one can shake
the love for his mom that is on the wall that is on his chest undressed I say the words that read while later you said that
"Love is Life's pain"