MY LOVE

My love,

How long has it been?

How often do u breathe,

And think of me again

When u stare in the mirror,

Can u see me behind u,

Kissing your neck, u shiver,

They blind u,

Of all the wrong I’ve done…

My Love,

Is your frame still picture perfect?

Does your heart still yearn to surface?

And thump boldly behind your breasts,

When u see me,

Would ur dress still hit the floor,

When I kick down the panel door,

Will u still let me inside u?

My love,

Can u bear the addictions?

Even when I break,

And contradict them,

When u say stop,

And I don’t listen,

Will u turn and walk away?

Well??

My love,

I yearn to come to u,

Unless you’re really through,

With what I’ve come to be,

But I can hardly see,

Another man to breach,

The truth in which u seek,

But if u fear this feat,

Wait until he sleeps,

And then come here to me… My Love..

Settled

The world i'd offer u,
If god was loyal,
Enough to see it thru,
Wrapped inside this coil,
That we call Love….

The same exact glow,
That drove me to glee,
The moment u exposed,
Who u were to me,
I hold firmly,

Before the lions pulpit,
We say our vows and slip,
This ring, from heavens grip,
And seal it with a kiss,
I wont break my promise,

This drum plays love,
This heartbeat a trumpet,
A symphony for us,
To play and have fun with,
No we wont go stale,

i'll watch u grow,
By stomach and by stature,
Nine months and we’ll know,
Cherubs in the pasture,
Cherishing u as I do,

When the day comes,
Heading towards the sand,
We’ll see what we’ve done,
Eyes closing hand in hand,
Settled in the garden.

Faithfulness 2u

Lori left Todd,
For a Mustang driver,
With dice in the mirror,
And tinted windows to hide her,

Mark waits till Shelly
Showers and says goodnight,
To text a married woman,
Lying outside her husbands sight,

You watch the tales at breakfast,
In front of your flat screen tv,
With a blueberry waffle on the end of your fork,
And your eggs made over easy,

You shake your head,
With your hand over your mouth like a yawn,
And wonder to yourself,
If you’ll be the next one to get cheated on,

The truth of the matter is,
That what others do,
Plays no part in our love
Or my faithfulness to u,

You just got off the phone,
And asked me if I heard the news,
That left you standing there speechless,
With an attitude, they said..

Sara went to Miami to visit her mother,
Leaving her boyfriend John alone,
Who invited an upscale accountant,
To stay in their Savannah home,

They walked the beach at midnight,
Kissed below the yellow moon,
Until Sara came home a day early,
Finding them both in the bedroom,

Now you’re really convinced
That love is dead in the end,
And how could u ever trust me,
If John happened to be my friend?

But the truth of the matter is,
That what others do…
Plays no part in our love,
Or my faithfulness to u..

Just Wish U'd Hear Me Too...

Went into the city
To climb a skyscraper,
And say aloud my prayer requests
From this wrinkled piece of paper,

Yelled into the night,
Below that crescent moon,
That kept hiding behind the smell,
Of the rain clouds perfume,

They say its loud in heaven,
With all the singing and chanting,
Handclaps that sound like thunder,
Foot stomps, and holy dancing,

Maybe that’s why u haven’t answered,
There’s angels around u,
Talking your ear off,
Just wish u’d hear me too…

Grandma says to pray,
That your holy will be done,
And life aint all about me,
“Don’t be selfish son,”

But I don’t understand that,
Cause Johnny got his dreams,
As evil as he is,
You still gave him the means,

And Bobby was on drugs,
He smoked them everyday,
AND sold some to the children,
That’s how he got paid,

Maybe that’s it,
I’ve been a selfish fool,
And u hear those who aren’t,
Just wish u’d hear me too..

The preacher has it all,
In his brand new three piece suit
Golden cuff links glisten,
While he shouts the gospel truth,

The congregation screams,
Just like a concert show,
They hold their bibles up,
And catch the holy ghost,

They point their boney fingers,
In displeasure my way,
And say if I were in church often,
I’d have what I want today…

Maybe that’s it,
Everyone else just knows the truth
And im okay with that,
Just wish u’d hear me too…

Don had diabetes,
He pricked his fingertips,
Often four times daily,
Checked his blood on testing strips

Said that he was tired,
And needles made him sick,
So he quit them altogether,
And walked away from it,

U stepped up at the time,
Set his body free,
His wife start trusting u again,
And said that she believes,

Maybe that’s it,
Healing the sick is overdue,
And Im not tryna jump the line,
Just wish u’d hear me too…

IF U LET ME

The room is lit with candles,
The music’s soft and slow,
This mood is set for two,
Ok, so here we go,

U offer me that look,
And ask me bed or floor,
I say it doesn’t matter,
As long as u let go,

Don’t be insecure,
Girl don’t close the blinds,
Not looking for ur flaws,
I’ll make your body shine…
if u let me..

Gonna take my time,
Cause I have other plans,
To make ur body shiver,
From passion and romance,

I’ll let u take control,
Unless u are opposed,
Or I can climb on top,
U know how this thing goes,

Touch you in your spot,
Ur quick to squirm away,
Im quick to pull u back,
And tell u “not today..”
if u let me..

I promise to go deeper,
If u can handle that,
I’ll make sure I go faster,
If u can throw it back

Connect with ur soul,
Its so spiritual,
Make ur love come down,
Its our ritual,

U don’t have to fear,
Ill be here at daybreak,
Right here next to u,
However long our love takes…
If u let me

Untitled.....

When I’m heavy in thought,
You’re always there to move me,
When I’m not the pick of the litter,
You’ll be there to choose me,

Its something about how
You find a way inside,
With the syringe of love
Through my veins you take a ride,

You plug the chords
To my guitar,
And bring a match
To my dim and darkened star,

You sock it to me,
When I’m barefoot and poor,
When I’m behind in the lead,
You settle the score,

Stick around forever,
Or at least for eternity,
And if God calls me home first,
It’s a no deal situation unless u go with me

PLANTED

You have the tendency
To still want to protect
What was once in the shadow
Of your footsteps

Until the sun blossomed,
Into a fiery flame
That day by day
Became harder to sustain,

Instead of attempting
To put out the blaze
Its proper to just enjoy
The warmth of the sunrays

I’m a man now,
Suffer me 2be free,
You’ve planted the flower,
Let God water the seed

Ive been in the garden
While you stood by
Held on to my roots,
Before reaching for the sky

Cherished the grounds,
And broke free in the wind
Say that I fall over
On you I can depend

To replant the soil,
To fertilize my mind,
Let me stand alone,
Promise I’ll be fine

I’m a man now,
Suffer me 2be free,
You’ve planted the flower,
Let God water the seed

Laura Lee

Laura Lee..
Why u wanna leave,
It cant be that bad
At least not to me,

I never meant to hurt u
Don’t drift away,
Plus it’s a long walk on foot
Where would u go anyway?

Laura Lee.. Laura Lee
Stay with me
Til I get it together
And be the man I can be,
Don’t leave,
Don’t u leave me
Laura Lee..

Hey Laura Lee..
Maybe I was raised wrong
I never saw my daddy
Turn mama on,

Now im just a product
Of what he used to be
Laura Lee, Laura Lee,
Bear with me…

Laura Lee.. Laura Lee
Stay with me
Til I get it together
And be the man I can be,
Don’t leave,
Don’t u leave me
Laura Lee..

Enough Time (The Excuse)

Wish I could show you how much I care,
But I haven’t enough time,
Day light is never enough,
And midnight should be fine,

But by then you’ll be sleeping,
You won’t have enough time,
Dreams will have other plans,
For the corners of your mind,

I’d love and kiss you,
Kiss and love you,
I promise we’ll be fine,
I’d do whatever you ask me to,
If there was enough time,

Wish I could show how much I love you,
But I’m crazy about you all the time,
I can’t show you how I adore you,
If I’m not in my right mind,

You can’t rush a love like this,
Cause true love is hard to find,
One day I’ll put a ring on your finger,
The very second I have time,

I’d love and kiss you,
Kiss and love you,
I promise we’ll be fine,
I’d do whatever you ask me to,
If there was enough time,

(Excerpts from) A Traveling Man

A traveling man I am,
Bags packed, closing the gate,
The city's calling for me,
And why should I make her wait?

The world needs me,
Left my lady mid sentence cryin’
No disrespect intended,
But I just don’t have the time,

I’m a traveling man,
A traveling man,
Bags swinging at my hip,
Don’t know where im headed,
Ain’t that a trip?

A traveling man I am,
Got no time for idle talk,
Got a train to catch,
If I miss it, then ill walk,

The women love me,
They all stop and stare,
Romance, and gone by morning,
You’d hardly know I was there,

Cause Im a traveling man,
A traveling man,
Bags swinging at my hip,
Don’t know where im headed,
Aint that a trip?

Two Trips...

Woke up the other night and reached for you,
Just before realizing that you weren’t there,
Its been weeks since I‘ve touched your soul,
And hours since we’ve embraced the midnight air,

Poured myself a steaming cup of tea,
Pulled out a saucer, placed the mug, and poured you one too,
A bit of a habit of mine I suppose,
For whatever I do for me, I always do for you,

Went shopping around noon just to grab a few things,
Almost bought u an evening gown to seduce me,
Literally fingering the words to your phone number
To invite you to dinner, and perhaps a movie,

Hopped in a taxi and thought to stop by,
Perhaps we could stroll the park and toss white bread to hungry waddling birds,
Or catch the late night train downtown,
Sitting close enough to fall upon one another during every sharply turned curve,

Somehow that time alone sparked a flame,
The flick of the lighter, the smoke from loves embrace fills the compartment
Kissing and heavy touching in those vacant hallways,
Sequentially lead us back to my apartment,

Voices echo from the sixteenth floor,
You preferred love making with an open window,
Said it released the spirits into the atmosphere,
When the gusting wind did cast them out, we’d be the first to know,

Flawless transgressions, we assumed that God was pleased,
It was more than lust, which created a new covenant between us,
The fact that if we were wrong in doing so, the angels always turned their heads,
Because the sexual etiquette was a must,

The memories appear in my head in black and white,
Perhaps the past displays no form of color,
Flavorless imaginations, chasing a taste of savor,
Sticking to the boiling pot of my brain, because of no cerebral butter,

All that I desire is you…..
Another moment to touch your heart even if it means bloody fingertips,
And if I must travel to the end of the mental horizon chasing the moon,
My heart is gassed up and prepared to make two trips…

Excerpts from G Lucciano interview

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iYf8GVVQ7wc

Delah

Never been the type to hold you back,
When the morning stretched its hand out to you,
No, I wouldn’t dare intercept its reach,
Or cloud your path by fog, creating a murky view,

For if anyone knew that life was a challenge,
A struggle beyond measures, it was indeed I,
Shifting my happiness into the sixth gear manually,
When I wanted to thereby beam towards life… for you, I’d cry

The sun gave very little respect to your endeavors,
Grey clouds just seemed to impress you more,
And here I am listening to the voices of my peers,
“Let her decay” they’d say, for she’s rotten to the core,

I’d never call you a prostitute,
For that term never felt right for my lips to say,
Rather a beautiful friend of mine caught in a maze of sexual frustration,
Searching out the depths of hell to find her way,

The right to judge you never felt more horrid,
Especially after battling my own satanic devil, and locusts
The tragedy is that we all strive for Love,
And should be injected by its syringe in doses,

The smell of alcohol, foreign perfume, and night ramblers,
All nestled within the fabric of your skin,
And then your own fragrance that you’d keep in your pocketbook,
That never did quite blend in,

You’d stay at my place for a few nights,
To cope with the norm, and feel my body heat next to you,
And I’d allow you to do so on several occasions,
Because strangely, it did something for me too,

Late night conversations way past 3 a.m.
Your back against my chest, naked porcelain skin enticed,
Caressing the portrait of your frame from your breasts to your inner thighs,
Yet never overstepping that boundary, for it just didn’t seem right,

By morning I’d hear the door shut,
But never quite closed fully, instead allowing a gap of light to seep,
Uncertain of if you were coming back, I never asked questions,
I’d leave it unlatched for an hour or so, just to wait and see,

It’s been a while now since a pebble has ticked my window,
And a subtle voice has yelled, “are u still awake?”
From time to time I look down into the grassy area where you’d stand waiting for an answer,
But nevermore, have you returned by fate,


Delah.

In Love Again

The silent clouds tend to roll away,
The moment you enter the room I feel my soul quake,
Instantly the rush of blood in my heart has company,
Because I can feel it palpitate

And if sweat beads upon my forehead,
I'm certain that the winged angel has located my dwelling again,
Although I dodged the steady bow for quite some time,
The piercing arrow that was once in the air has finally broken my skin,

The aching bruise is deep,
Red and swollen with passion’s glory,
For hours I stare into the eyes of this foreign creature,
No words are spoken, but she and I both know the story,

I promised myself that I wouldn’t do this,
Took the oath, and tossed the thought into the subtle wind,
Standing tall, I took a step overlooking the bump in the road,
And fell in love again….

Heaven appears when you hold my hand,
The decrepit streets are paved in gold,
God smiles and says “let there be”
And then creates one soul….

It was said that passion has been found in the pot,
The moment we unite the proper ingredients,
Alleviating our garments, before we intertwine,
Making love slowly, nothing should be expedient..

Just when I thought the gift of love was for someone else,
You unwrapped the fiction from the tree of loose leaf,
So many have been muffled by the hands of time, and find it hard to speak
But Love is not always about speaking, but more so about reach,

I promised myself that I wouldn’t do this,
Took the oath, and tossed the thought into the subtle wind,
Standing tall, I took a step overlooking the bump in the road,
And fell in love again….

Enjoy Me

The chilling night wind tends to bring in that hunger,
The one that calls for the wild, and the lonely,
From under the depths of the foreign ground it begins,
Pouring into the veins of the howling soul, and its groaning,

And the expectations rise from the boiling blood,
With intentions of having a taste of your lips,
To caress the portrait, embedded in your mental frame,
With hands that embrace the curves of your breasts, down to your hips,

So be still, and say no words,
This is the beginning of the never ending story,
Climb from the bottom of your natural ability to think and react,
Take passion as it comes, lay back and enjoy me..

As the night clouds take over the moon with shadows,
We’ll create our own images for the wall to display,
And while you clench your teeth and refuse to yell my name aloud,
I still hear you breathe it anyway,

And its far from the lustful pleasures that most entertain,
We call this new idea “LOVE” which encompasses the atmosphere in good taste,
Locking down the correspondence of passion upon your tantalizing curves,
Worry is irrelevant at this point, here your heart remains safe..

So be still, and say no words,
This is the beginning of the never ending story,
Climb from the bottom of your natural ability to think and react,
Take passion as it comes, lay back and enjoy me..

U Owe Me..........

Home alone,
And I haven’t seen her all week,
The dangerous curves on her body
Has my mind off course so to speak,

Now I wouldn’t consider it banker’s hours,
And I’m sure that she’s fast asleep,
But the faucet of love needs to be properly tightened,
If I plan to stop this leak,

If you were to lay eyes on her briefly,
You would definitely want a peek,
You’d awake her from her beauty rest,
Instead of saying, “let her sleep,”

Therefore I make that phone call,
Envisioning her on the pillow, lifting her head,
Hearing my ring tone, she desires more sleep,
But tosses her covers back, and pulls herself out of bed instead,

At this hour, she’s aware of my desires,
And vows to please me by all means,
Freshens up, pulls hair back in a ponytail, & throws on a pair of sweats,
Hops in the car, and waits for each red light to turn green,

After opening the door, she gives me an angry stare,
But quickly snickers with glee,
Hugs me, lays her overnight bag carefully on the sofa,
And says “ For waking me up so late, you know you owe me!”

Without Looking

Its obvious,
That everyone adores you,
Your fragrance, and your extravagant shoes,
Its like the world revolves around what u do,

The slightly drawn on eyebrows are perfectly arched,
So you already look as mean as your walk,
Using one word sentences,
And managing to pull off hand gestures when you talk,

And its apparent that im no different,
Well in that perspective, because I stare too,
Using both eyes, to undress the dress that’s nestled within your breast,
As well as remove the lavender fragrance that your undergarments subdue,

But I feel like I’m being taken advantage of,
I admit that I’m hungry, and can smell what’s in the pot cooking,
And though I’d like to view the substance under the lid,
I think I’ll just pass by, without looking…

For you need my eyes, among others,
In order to feel at peace, as well as complete,
And if this is a rat race for the sake of building your confidence,
I’m in no mood to compete,

So you treat me as the invisible
As though your designer shades disguise me,
And when I finally get you to shift your gears from park to reverse,
You still manage to do it blindly,

And im not saying that you don’t deserve to be treated well
You’re probably sixty percent prettier than most women by far,
But even though this statement is relatively nonfiction,
We all see what kind of woman you are,

And I feel like I’m being taken advantage of,
I admit that I’m hungry, and can smell what’s in the pot cooking,
And though I’d like to view the substance under the lid,
I think I’ll just pass by, without looking…

All Within A Dream

The morning lifts the curtains,
Yet she lies there sound asleep,
Motionless, and without a blink,
Bright skin, with a few freckles upon her cheek,

Nestled under satin sheets,
Her foot hangs slightly off the bed,
A fresh pedicure without a flaw,
Each toe nail delicately dipped in red,

I am careful not to stare at her,
Though I gaze upon her with care,
She doesn’t like the feeling of being watched,
Often says “it’s hard to bear”

And so I just sit next to her,
In the same spot where I slept the night before,
But I sat up with my back against the headboard,
Kicked both boots off, which tumbled to the floor,

A slight thud,
As each shoe hits the ground,
She jumps briefly, but not enough to break her dream,
Her sleep is not broken by the sound,

All within a dream,
She opens one eye, and smirks with glee,
Places her hand upon mine carefully,
Now certain that its me,

Her skin is similar to a flame,
As if fire has entered into her veins,
But that’s expected because she’s a heavy thinker,
She’s always killing off her pain,

And all within a dream, I suppose she does so,
Or perhaps that’s where she tends to try,
And since I can’t help her fight those wars internally,
I am just always somewhere nearby,

It’s the best that I can do,
To just watch her, and be patient so it seems,
While the love of my life fights her own battles,
All within her dream..

You're Not Yourself Today

And you’re just not yourself today…
Your thought process and your mood,
The way you walk across the living room,
Your blasé attitude,

And you don’t tell me that you love me,
The way you normally do,
I mean you tell me that you need me,
But in a way that’s not quite you,

If I were madd..
I’d say that you were someone else inside,
A woman that I can barely touch,
And hardly recognize,

And its you…
I only wish you’d touch me,
And you…
I only wish you’d love me…
And whatever I do…
I can’t get past the way…
That you’re just not yourself today…


They say that love is blind,
And its obvious, you don’t see me,
The torture in those horrid sheets,
Under covers, where u leave me,

Has love been captured?
By the soul of another man,
That just won’t let me touch you,
Nor even hold your hand?

The intimacy is no longer present,
Only a vacant sign doth hang,
What was once hot, sweaty, and lustful pleasures,
Is but distant, unworthy, simple, and plain,

And its you…
I only wish you’d touch me,
And you…
I only wish you’d love me…
And whatever I do…
I can’t get past the way…
That you’re just not yourself today…

Say that I be perplexed,
And silence rules the day,
For there’s nothing written down for me,
Neither doth the dove carry notes my way,

Speak and make it obvious,
That love has found a way,
To seep right out from under your heart,
That which once was here to stay

And the silence grows,
Causing both of us to stray,
Therefore, I’m packing my things and leaving,
Unless you tell me I should stay,

And its you…
I only wish you’d touch me,
And you…
I only wish you’d love me…
And whatever I do…
I can’t get past the way…
That you’re just not yourself today…

The Letter

It was there,
I found it crumpled on the floor,
The moment I stepped inside,
The letter stared at me from behind the door,

Grabbed it, blew the dust from its substance,
The moment that I picked it up,
Carefully took the time that I normally wouldn’t take,
Not sure why, but a feeling inside say’s this may be tough,

And it read like a book,
Chapter after chapter, I found my errors,
She was concerned about our love,
And of course I learned a lot about her terrors,

It was all in the letter,
So honest, so certain….
The show was over,
All that’s left is to close the curtain,

It was getting way too late for me,
Ask me why I felt this long before now,
I wasn’t sure of the date, but knew it would show its ugly head ,
Some way, some how,

She told me that she loved me,
But can’t stand the loneliness,
By night the walls would taunt her mind,
Portraits of love would no longer suggest that we are blessed,

In the middle of the paper,
Is where smeared ink would suddenly appear,
And it was obvious that she was crying when she wrote it,
But couldn’t hold back that single tear,

It was all in the letter,
So honest, so certain….
The show was over,
All that’s left is to close the curtain,

So here I am,
Mentally watching the love of my life spill her heart,
So unsure of where she is,
Frustrated with cupid in general, and his dart,

Rambling through certain documents,
In search of the new number to her cell phone,
And if I couldn’t find it,
I’m hoping that her mom’s home,

Making late night phone calls,
Not afraid to be fussed out by her mother cause it’s a risk I have to take,
I was now a risk taker, when i should've been all along,
And something internally says "i'm just a tad bit too late."

It was all in the letter,
So honest, so certain….
The show was over,
All that’s left is to close the curtain,