you do
to my heart what you
do to my
words
i
start
then I stumble
then halt
and reverse
unsure
of the structure to
place on my verse
and without
certainty
i retreat
to the worst
we converse
on the surface,
avoiding
emotions
the art of
suppression
would take over first,
messin up
on my step
at the start
of confessions --
(Was its not meant to happen?)
--thus i doubt
and return...
Changing course
of direction
maybe forcing
affection
from your actions
compassion
is masked and reserved
but you keep
tugging me
back into your universe
with a kind fucking word
or a Sweet
undeserved
thus I doubt
and return
changing courses
and morals
and mourning
remorses
of course its
rebirth
yo of course
shit is different
this instance
im missing
the distance
i once was
insisting
in force
we were better
when farther
apart from
each other
no other
contender
could beat
like you could,
every time
id indulge in
a "Real Life
Relationship"
patience
would wane
and i'd wade
to your hood
well its
Something
In The Way
You Move
Attracts Me Like
No Other
Lover
Something
In The way
You Move
Me,
I Dont Want To
Leave You Now
You Know
I Believe
In How
i hear
certain songs and
i steal all their words
cuz you stole
every ounce
every noun
every verb
I'm concerned
cuz I don't
see a future
in working
and hurtin
but Somethin
keeps saying
it's worth it
I don't know
what love is
but passion
is lurking
beneath
every surface
it's heightened
by conflict
I see you
and need to
just touch you
Adjust you
confront you
adjust to
your girth and
your person
it's different
with you
and I dont quite
know how;
its funny
how you'll never
read this,
and how
I'd never
feel comfortable
telling
you now
so
my Musiq
will ask
all
these
Questions
out loud:
Im
Asking
You,
Will Our Love Grow?
You Don't Know
Oh, You Don't Know...
Stick Around
And It May Show,
Cuz You Don't Know.
Oh, Oh Ohhh
