Delving Between The Consciousness Of My Girl

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Delving between the consciousness of my girl
The humble dreams of a beauty so flaxen
The visions of hairless whispers, no more than a swirl
I need her to un-break my heart, like Toni Braxton
Catching a fading glimpse within my forlorn squint
A fragile existence filtered down and disseminated unto
Ecstasy on Earth, but only for a momentary stint
I wake suddenly, sweating, in only my Superhero Underoos

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Some Say I Might Be Obsessed

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Some say I might be obsessed
Others that I’m insincere
But they’re bitter ol’ fools
I know what I cherish & hold dear
I won’t cower to their expectations
Too many years wasted being afraid
Humbly; I submit to the path of happiness
The continuing journey of this life we made

These Pages Hide Secrets

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These pages hide secrets
Our souls buried deep down
Merely spread ink upon the white
Without expectation of any renown
Stay humble & true to your soul
Let your honest heart be your guide
Close your eyes & forget the masses
For clarity is needed; wrapped by our side

Life Has A Way Of Working Out

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Life has a way of working out

When you rise in the early morning hours

Sip your coffee & focus on the positive

You’ll find inner strength, not superpowers

Quietly sending out the proper vibes

Some days – be humble & pay your dues

Keep calm & marinate in your good karma

For soon, you’ll be running around in your Underoos

It’s A Nondescript Alcove

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It’s a nondescript alcove
A humble place I can journal my deepest thoughts
I can write of my secret crushes & fond lovers
Decrypting moods of soul’s who cannot be bought
I’ll scribble away without any pressure to perform
These jottings belong to me; they’re only mine
Tomes dedicated to the craft of confession
A postscript punctuated with a toast of red wine

Kissing Three Wee Heads

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Kissing three wee heads
Sleep well now, lasses
Fatherhood softened my heart
Praying now, as I wipe my glasses
Lord, I ask you desperately
Please watch over my humble home
Protect & care for these beauties
Before the mast I’m forced to roam