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Thoughts and lyric from July 2012

your the magic in the air,
you keep my heart alive,
I want you by myside
come right here,
right now girl. 

07.19.12 ♥ 2
The city is a dance

In the scents of the air,
lies the very transportation
to ferry you into another people’s lair,
a part of this medium

It’s in my neighborhood
where the white chinks
make their frenchly things,
And the black krakers
ride their car of stripes.
It’s on the shores of
Number five Dale street,
and number 20’s turf
that the way of fiji and the swiss
come at me, 50 feet from my bed

Offset arrangements of coffee cups
In tragically hip patios and shops. 

07.03.12 ♥ 1
jumbles.

sometimes I hurt and I don’t know why.
something inside seems to be having a good cry.

But I watch my favorite show,
and the usual laughs are a little slow
I’ll heal, I know,
I’ll heal, tomorrow. 

It all seems a little lost in translation.

06.05.12 ♥ 1
Suspiciously

A suspect gait
half-way between that of a lady
and a tom-boy

A suspect voice
mid-way between a joke
and that of a choked up throat

Suspectly fit,
somewhere between a runner,
and a midnight snacker,

Yet,
she is suspiciously beautiful, you see,
half by nature
the other by nurture

Suspiciously beautiful and wild. 

05.18.12 ♥ 4
To the tide (we say)

there is you
there is I
walking hand 
in hand

Saying bye
to the tide
that ferried us 
to the island’s shores

We gonna build it up
and grow a living crop
making our world
better, one neighbor
at a time 

04.30.12 ♥ 1
Was it something I said?

In case you missed it,
I love saying sagely things,
Yes, sagely, as in things,
that remind me of sage.

Sage, in all her fair essence,
was a linking of connecting dots
like connect four.
It was in the special message
written on the roots of her hair
Down to the ways her nostrils flare
along the curvature of her face
For God surely has good taste,
and I can tell when I look at sage.

Now only if sage 
was right here,
I wouldn’t need to say sagely things. 

04.06.12 ♥ 2
Mirror, Mirror - Funmi and the Carnal Lilies

Verse 1

I was standing there
when my walls came down, Ooo, oh
This whole place
is shaking apart, Ooo, Oh
I need shelter
from the storm, Ooo, oh,
help me now, help me here 

Chorus

Mirror, Mirror,
on the wall,
who’s the fairest of them all
Do you see me standing there
rocking my jimmy choos
Dancing my self away
‘cos i’m the best, yea so you say 
mirror mirror on the wall

Tell that sweet girl
to give my aching heart a chance
she goes on back and forth
trying out my waking thought
she wears those jeans so right
speaking words like butterfly
mirror mirror on the wall

Verse 2
Lord, Lord,
I need you now, Ooo, oh,
my whole skies
are dark and down, Ooo, Oh,
I heard you
can trade my doubt, Ooo, Oh 
help me now, can you hear? 

By Funmi and the Carnals Lilies

03.28.12 ♥ 0
She wants to talk!!!

“I feel like we haven’t really connected in a while”
she says
The boys,
the boys are familiar with this tale
how it begins and builds.

she wants to know
how i painted the masterpiece
how i felt about each choice
the thoughts that flooded

She wants to know
how it all went down
with words,
then touch,
so that our worlds
will intertwine as such

To know my masterpiece
is to be clasped hand in hand
absent of sound
as all at once,
I gather the letters
to unravel each moment,
sentence by sentence
Right here in our solace

But I sit
beverage befriending
with the beginnings of a smile
As I want to touch,
to intertwine our worlds
as such,
and then out flows the words.

As she speaks on.

03.26.12 ♥ 1
Movement II (Expectant)

Much perspiration
Over an expectation
One can’t anticipate 


Yields
illusional perspectives
fields
dillusional operatives

But know that
In that very depth
lies the reality
that you are not inept
and in that, you are filled with serenity. 

03.25.12 ♥ 1