Foreign Exchange...... Thanks B for putting me On....My Easy Listening...

The Last Time I Met Emotion...

Two Different Worlds...Timezones.. crazy..
Seems like all the great ones out of state...
Two ends of the spectrum both illuminated...
Two paths one try...feelings hard to adjust
Mind
Cluttered
Undecided
hard to take the road less traveled by
with no guidance...
heart and soul coincide..please...
on that two different places, Usher
Thats why I try not to interfere,speed up, rush ya
Trust the instincts,they won't shun ya
Light will be present at the end of the tunnel
Just hope you can bear it all, funnel
drink up...Not drunk though...
This can effect life...but where do i go..
left or right ...how do i know...
Feeling like the piece to the puzzle..
but  you no trying to complete it...just steady admirin all the pieces
til you see fit...
Pull me out like jenga...but these feelings dont fall
Cause you know when you put me in...my fit..
is better then them all...
Time is the teacher, so this lesson i'll learn
fire in this desire...a nigga just lets it burn...
Dead Men Dont LUST...
but im not lusting though...no more...
I know what I want....but still trying to let go...
just cliff hanging by the fingertips... cause I already understand..
that the ship you on not sinking....
I'm Chillin in Marvin's Room and letting Drake do all the singing..
Once you Tell me stop...Thats when i'll stop hating..
things getting to me....like Ima bust, but this not fornication...
dude lost in translation....different languages we speaking
you something else..but binary code is what im feeling..
bunch zeros and one's but realizing that im not lost...
cause 1plus 0= 1
So alone is what i am....my situation...
I am a like wings spread the way she got me open...
The Chic I need is hiding behind the door as it is closing
hahahah...
thats why im writing ...oh how exciting...life's experience the potion...
havent thought this much since 
The Last Time I Met Emotion..

I remember her.....Amorous...

Im Sick a Fuck.....

I'm a sick fuck like threesomes, two women and one dude...
Laying on three towels on the beach....all nude....alot of sucking...swallowing...and spitting...
licking....sticking..and sweating....pores venting...hormones...releasing...


Imagine That


I'm a sick fuck like a rapist down your Block.....waiting...preying...stalking.....bus stops....
parks at night.....stabbing...scratching....suffocating....inserting pain...which devours souls...from the sole...up...


Hate That


I'm a sick fuck like 23 yr old dude....that was just told he has six months to live...... cancer.....of the heart.......beat stopping....Changing....racing....slowing....crying.....smiling....making the best of time and...loving....with his lasting memories....in those close


Learn That


I'm a sick fuck like a dude toying with women's emotions.....Loving them....Leaving them....Repeating....Patterns....Deep in Connecting.....Eyes Touching...hearts....Ripping Them...Apart....
Only to be Alone...Wanting...The Same Thing he destroys with each situation...Never Truly Learning...Until...Until....He is fucked....cause the guy in the threesome didn't, know that one girl was raped...and passed her pain to him....while they were playing on the beach...now he has those six months....Realizing that Karma's Not a Bitch She's Just fair.... So each heart broken was each month left to live.....6 women...his memories remain...


Believe That.....


I'm a Sick FUck

Another Stream of thought..

Going on months now...
Mind on helicopter....
got my thoughts spinning , ferris wheel...
cycling,slim waist wine....
feel ya body heating up,ignite....
I could be the spark...l let you be the flame ....light up
I can  be the night sky.. I let you be the stars,shinning.....high up..
us together, magnetic
our sex like lightning
striking....
feel our energies crashing...
no negatives,
electrons...
its a electric
lets exchange frequencies...
no barriers to bound....
Passion noises.....breathing...just sounds...
Yours go high..
when i hit it low,bottom of the pussy...
love wall....
graffiti that ish with the long strokes..
short strokes..right stroke...now..
finish....art.. is wow....expressions
change...different since 


we a rarity...
it feels nice..
the way we make this,
 2,3,4 
the A.M.'s ,wee hours,
morning....
got your moisture all over
on me...
i call it dew...
from your inner thighs
it trickles...but I dig
how it tickles my taste buds... pallid
when i start lickin...my tongue starts scoopin you in's
out....to my out's in....so i swallow you woman whole...
internally apart me...your nutritious... in my system...
I know im nasty...so ill stop....with that thought....
and your imagination...just grasp it...envision....
finish this picture...scene....
im just gonna sleep on this...dream...


cause to me this just another stream of thought...

My Project is gooing....My Random thought

Soooo for this project....I projected it to be done in june....but I've realized you cant put a deadline on creativity...so i'm just going to go with the flow as usual...when i do finish it...I know you'll love it..... Then I ask myself "what would life be without my muse,nothing special" Now, when i ask this question...it comes with immense emotions and allows for my work....to be that much more potent...much more felt...with the time that has past and learning myself more each day...One of The things that drives me right now...That  I hunger for more than anything is a Love I can keep....Ive come to realize that I'm a serial lover....if thats even possible...so with that being said that means that with everything i touch, I crush all because of myself....so Essentially, when it comes to things like that I'm my worst enemy...And I'm starting to accept  the fact that I'm incapable of achieving that....at this point in my life...hopefully in the future...hopefully....and as for Karma because of my actions, I don't believe shes a bitch....she's just fair...I just hope i put out enough positive energy for her not to kick me my dik too hard...lol....But this project is going to be phenomenal due to energy i putting in ... and I'm continuing to learn with each producer that i work with...with each instrumental....i key in on... starting to feel like this is the only relationship...that I haven't effed up on. sad..sad..sad..lol but that could be my craziness/ cause i not all there.....
this is a rare blog...im writing now... just know I owe you for alot that cant be explained a growth that couldnt have been achieved w/o you....Thank you reader....and thank you readers..... like ive said before Im not going to  disappoint....and there is soo many things happening in my life setting me up for that big moment...which ill share eventually...until then...keep anticipating.... keep living...keep growing....keep being a human...and enjoy it..Positive Vibes....all day everyday...

Ill hit yall up with some more poetry soon...just been really focusing on my music...

The Move.....

See this move...comes with new surroundings...
new journeys....
New faces.....
new learnings.....


This move not purposely....
but the purpose seems perfect...see....
cause why now...if it wasn't right....
it could be wrong...due to the basis....
which base is...the platform for growth....though


I leave the past for it doesn't shape my tommorows....
love my tommorows for they mold my future....
future is me...future is me....cause that me will have more knowledge...
than the I today has seen...grasp...and explored...
I have that Ethiopian hunger for more......starving....
put my game face on, taking charge...cause my defense on life tight...
I've said my wishes pon stars....
my wondering,where,what,and how you are? 
are you the same like my dreams say.....lovely lady...magnificent...beauty....had these visions of you since,quince!Venezuelan runs in my veins...so spanish not too far... is it you? 
what i want...need is you...
but i realize, you come when time is due...like projects...
so when you meet me..you'll be perfect...grade A...
ill be ready and sure of it...things will have fell in place...
like love at first sight...falling in, when eyes meet faces...
hoping this is foresight..forreal....feelings....foreign....
wanting the connection to be deep faaaaarrrr in....


i digressed...back to the move...
graduating from one school...to go to the next one...get a piece of paper....
just to grasp another...next one..
associate to bachelor then working on the masters...
with little bumps,huge stumbles...
rumble...young man....rumble...
Fight until i get it.....
keep fighting when I got it...
Mission statement: always achieving....
move...move...move....for the better...
Move...Move..move....Make Me Better....


Life is chance....So everyday Is a new one...
using this move as new....
one....