A Silent Love ( A Poem for Dani)

This was actually a response to a poem I wrote about my dad and a fellow poet of mine was so intrigued by the situation he wanted to know more about it so we talked and I filled him in. Answered questions. Whole nine. So an event came up where we had the opportunity to ghost write from the inside perspectives of other poets and he chose me and this is what he came up with. I loved the piece and thought I would share since I never have.

The words I wish I could hear from you…
I’ll never get the chance to hear…
cancer taking your voice
and before now I never knew you had a voice!
Like my life was put on credit and you were given an invoice
that read;
“Take care of your seed whenever you damn well please!”
Now…
now with now words or sounds from your lips
we communicate through written words…
and do you know how long I’ve been waiting to hear you speak words…
how long I’ve waited to hear your voice
but now you voice, your voice sounds a lot like a lost breeze to me
never makes a sound unless someone listen…
and I’ve been trying to listen to you since I was little!
Since I’ve meet you but how did you not want to meet me…
the daughter you helped create
the life you help make
but now when your weak…you call me…to help you in your time of need
no wonder my hearts weak
you’re the reason why my heart skips beats
when I think of what you’ve done to me…

Showed me how not to love,
what to watch out for when dating
you cared more about your daytons than your daughter
cared more about your liquor than my life
more about your hoes than your wife!
It’s like…it’s like I never existed
and when I finally did…
on the inside…
on the inside I felt like it was too late!

No words…
no words ever came from your lips
but I’ve witnessed you makes sounds in your younger days
but you never made sounds towards me
and now I’m more confused than ever…
trying to do what writes
to a man who’s done nothing in my life!
but no matter how much wrong you’ve done,
no matter what hell and high water you’ve been through
I forgive you!

I will always be here for you,
trying to love you like you never loved me
and I know it pains you deeply
to never be able to speak those words to me,
but as long as I can dream…
and as long as you can write…
I’ll put your voice on ever written word you write
see how God delivered you into my life.

Making us share my passion for the pen
how we write novels of love long songs
so beautiful that they belong in Psalms
they would make Solomon blush!
You may not can speak
but we deliver deadly sound waves
that make the ground shake when write on this page
we laugh though hugs,
kiss through exclamations points
and at this point…
I’m just a little girl who loves her daddy more than ever
happy to share this time with him….
happy that he shares it through me,
and even though for a long time I told myself for you I would never have sympathy
you’ve reminded me…
how to Honor you…how to look into your eyes
and even though you can say…
you write it!

And I want you to never forget that it’s the days with you that get me through
so you don’t have to say it…cause
actions speak louder than words
Love isn’t said it’s shown and I…well…
I LOVE YOU TOO!

Written Sex

My poetic thoughts penetrate words deeper than the penal thrusts to my wall's curves
Insane strokes of back and forth action
Action manuscripts converted to active actions of words
Action verbs transformed from active nerves
Nerves that acted like they feared to be heard
Say word?
So these words I grasp to massage gently, initially
Then eventually grinding and winding, damn near blinding the sights of their origin
I strip their vision, split incisions into intended insertions
I convert word religions and foster born-again virgins
I menstruate cycles of blood-shed meanings
Seeming as you're feening for the weaning off my word dominant leading
Aaahhhh, let me leave these words alone
But they keep coming back wanting to be shown how my clever lever pierces their skin to the bone So I continue to seize control, and tease their flow
I squueze then release and let go
Till their semen starts oozing from the smoothing of my word-rooting
Pillow talk anyone?

Rupture

He flew from the heavens as a bullet set to pierce my soul
To rupture inside of me as protection from the cold
Creasing folds of feathered guards to safeguard my ward
Chemically reacting to his guardianship dispensing medicine to sword the pain
Taking charge of his self proclaimed reign
Erratic emotions now contained within his shielded frame
Spasms of volatile attachments calmed to still submission in his domain
Connecting to wavelengths synced from heart to brain
Yeah, this love’s insane

Love Jeopordy

Love once left me cold and gray like Eric Benet
But just like his heaven slipped away but yet returned
My heart can do the same, this is what I've learned
Cause love is what my heart yearns
Even though my mind's discern of love turns opposite angles
Even when love chicken cravings for Popeye's are substituted with Bojangles
Fuck love I'm tired of trying, my heart's big but it beats quiet
Me and Tyga were on the same page with that, love was David and I was Goliath
But just as David conquered swell against the mighty great giant
All the power within my soul couldnt even defeat my own defiance
So I lost that battle when the lovefluenza struck
So this time was it destined, doomsday, or just a fuck
Another fuck you over Dani cause you were too open to see
That the temporary breath of fresh air would turn into not being able to breathe
There's always a risk and you just never know which way the tides shall turn, which way the winds will breeze
But like Luther nothing hurts as bad as when you see u gave up too easily
So if love makes the world go round
And love is indeed profound
And the sound that humans delight and renown
Then when it comes, why cant we just take it?
Instead, we choose to fake it
Shake and bake it, purposely tryin to break it
Before its even formed
Because experience has you forewarned
Torn like 7 squirrels nesting on one acorn
Only one is gonna get it
And when the chosen one is you
Why not embrace what other's wish they could have too
Who knows, maybe its one of those one a lifetime's Monica sang
Dont let it kick you in the ass, unaware, like Pootie Tang
I don't know, you'll never know unless you try it
Your for sale sign might be on strike, love's entry will cause a riot
Just one of those things that will chip away at you and haunt you forever with that "what if" tag
If you try and fail, at least the uncertainty didnt kill your puzzled jag
You'll know the jig didn't fit, and you'll get over it, if it waz a misfit
But if the golden child is legit, isnt it worth takin a hit
Going from a brown penny to a tycoon
Just from focusing in on your free zoom
Now a steady replay, permanent itune inbred your heart's zune
Still rays that shined through, now sliding glides across your circular moon
So yeah it can be "iffy", but play out to see if your what-ifs
Turn into your heart's desire for this life's eternal gift