This is something that i found in an old, dusty register.
I was thinking of all the things I had to do
And then I started thinking of you
And lost my memory of what I was supposed to do
Because then all I could do was think about you
That’s just the way it goes
sometimes I hit all the lows
The highs are left behind
I refuse to leave well enough alone
The next climb’s all my treat
Yes I’ve finally done it
I’ve gone and lost my mind
I heard it through the grapevine
No longer will I be mine
I wish it were just fine but it seems
things go from bad to worse
So I try to put things in reverse eliminate
Jealousy creates boundaries
I rewrite my story and tap the cinnamon of life
into my coffee after steam frothing lactose free milk
I tap the nutmeg of my soul
to rife up the spice
dissolve artificial barriers between me and you
eyes set deep in my face I trace the lines
on your face revealed and sealed
I’m healed by the power my words wield
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ReplyDeleteno doubt you can write well! excellent post yamna :)
ReplyDelete"I'm healed by the power my words wield" i love the last line. :D
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ReplyDeleteso true Yamna
I LOVEEEE IT, YAMOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
ReplyDeletelost my memory of what I was supposed to do
ReplyDeleteBecause then all I could do was think about you
That’s just the way it goes
sometimes I hit all the lows
*touched*
wow!! this is so nice! you write well :)
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ReplyDeleteCool yamnaaa !! dat is so awsum :)
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