If I could do it all again, I wouldn't. I have no desire to re-learn or unlearn all that I already know. What I am due to learn is ahead of me and therefore no need griping over the fact that I don't know it yet. When you add that all together folks, I'm just saying that I am happy being me. Welcome to my blog. Here, I hope to impart thoughts that will stay with you after your read.
She locks her arms around me
Makes me feel warm and safe
Like her locks on her head
Deliberate but woven with haste
Her lips taste
Like apple juice paste
Brown sugar skin when wet
Chocolate mist
Hershey’s kiss
Beneath my sullen eyes
Tired sinks in, but energy rise
I’m alive
Locked in her locks
I die
Then awaken reborn
Only to find myself free
But hating it
Locks
posted by JayGee at 1/01/2008 04:50:00 PM
Simply put, I am a brain, encased inside of the body of a black man taking pictures with his eyes, notes with his ears and sending feedback to myself. I, in turn, interpret the world for him. What he should think and what the world thinks of him. We act accordingly. Well maybe its not so simple.
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