Ups & Downs

Ups & Downs


These recited amenities accompanying the asylum of your clustered calamity timid femininity being well maintained in a Myspace vicinity,
I'm faithfully committing to each one that of your breaths,
fulfilling your vanilla skies firmly against the kissing ceiling where forever lies
within non-limitations and clever lines that abstract this chocolate delicate Pandora poetic pudding potentials against a midnight dusk that severs ties
with self guided progression,
left pretentious in sequential premonition with probable cause for reticent gestures, sequestering playground reminiscence permissions is repetitiously suggesting that I crawl into your kindness,
being renamed is my aim as an alias of timeless,
true only to that of your definition that's getting imprisoned like slave ship sounds
Both, my Mother Country & pencil mental, shall use your silhouette to redesign heaven's landscape,
putting U ahead of the importance of imported lavender colored love
by a colored negro named Jasper,
gasping and gathering your calendar history's mysteries to assist me with the here & after…….hearing laughter and lacquer coated lullabies,
relaxing in a 1inch space between harmony & tranquility,
translating a scrambled egg English muffin language in anguish,
So, I call your spirit a molasses master in a maskless myriad of emmaculence that's miraculous with mapping a path toward your essence
that klings closer to a license of life like likeness to raspberry righteousness,
reminding my emotions to forget everything that I've never known,
possessing the Portguese equinox ebony that I've ever eloquently combed,
Reflecting this intense impassive black on black protective passion being trapped,
it's the difference in ideal suede made from Egyptian ancient days,
to now risible rebel flaccid fragments of my visible thug that doesn't even clash with your classical symphony,
simply, I'm getting higher as I smoke on your imagination,
I flow in inconspicuous sections of where U hide your true transparency,
Many of incomparable memories awakens to a Klondike,
Upon sights that chooses to risk it all for love
has defused this ignited dependent venom of obtuse wisdom
from a vindictive gentlemen bred with rhythmless gestures upon your pin pointed G-spot,
being garnished and derived via a gospel space seemingly so closer to mine,
furious fantasies subside gingerly to a gender that kinders that of black Sunday,
making Monday more mundane from so many condescending repugnant slum names being slung in your direction on the daily,
leaves more room for the spell of this moon to cast cologne scented musk sentiments in the middle of deserted desires U so intimately whispers belongs to me…
if it were UP 2 me, I'd be DOWN 4 U only!


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Jay Alexander for Fountain Head Publishing