Love and sh*t
I guess I’m searching for love. It was such a good feeling when I thought I had it. Now I want it back, maybe not with the same person. This time I want unconditional love. I see some couples have that, those are the couples who truly endure. It’s like no matter what, they will prevail, people cheat, get cheated on. Maybe they have habits that their partner strongly hates but that won’t tear them apart because they got that forever sh*t.
I want that wake up in the morning, breath tart from sleeping love.
That I went away for the weekend can’t wait to see ya love.
That when we make love, your body shivers against mine,
with each kiss we experience bliss,
with each stroke our love thing grows,
and when we’re done you cry in my arms,
yea that type of love.
The type of love where you don’t have to ask, you just know.
The type of love you dream about
and when you thought you lost it you screamed about,
felt you couldn’t achieve without.
Unconditionally loving though so really you never were without,
I miss that type of feeling.
The Coretta Scott to King,
Betty Shabaaz to Malcolm,
what Ruby Dee was for Ossie.
What Claire was for Cliff,
man I need that forever love
not for a season but for a reason
and a lifetime this lifetime
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE WON’T YOU BE MINE!
Pain is Love
It’s all too easy to see, painful to feel, but easy to see.
Boy meets girl, they fall in love, one takes the other for granted, the dream becomes a dream deferred.
Disrespect engages, feelings are conflicted, love becomes pain, pain is love.
The grass is not always greener on the other side but fools neglect their blessings.
Now don’t you be the same fools you speak of,
love like you’ve never loved before, instead of hurting like you’ll never love again.
My Love sh*t
When I get on my love shIt I tend to get dark,but love is like sunlight.
It can burn if you expose yourself to its harmful rays.
Harmful rays say you, like what,
like disrespect, rude actions, lack of appreciation for those of good character.
What is a man who loves, a man who is in touch with his feelings, what type of man is that?
To the right woman a blessing, a full blessing from God.
To the wrong women he will always be a symbol of the life they could have had.
Coldness, I yearn for it because it protects us from the pain.
But some say my compassion is what makes me unique,
fast forward 5 years, Lord knows I can’t wait.
Life gets hard man, like sight,
dreams I can see them.
I see why people just fall into their own mess;
it’s hard to push forward.
BUT WE MUST PUSH FORWARD
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