Cosmic dreams since conception
When thoughts knew no better
Pressure to form diamonds
Big dreams and broken pieces
Solace in unknown faces
Traders in usual places
Long lost, long gone
New visions live long
Give, feed, and then sow
Plant, water, and then grow
Move past stagnant waters
Let go of their oughtas
Reach up and pull down heaven
Wipe it on my skin
Blends with the blemishes of regret
Hides the scars of past neglect
Still searching for personalized melodies
Fighting personal inconsistencies
Digging in my scalp for my soul
Worker bee in a hive, sold
Making sweet honey, nothings gold
Secrets whispered, still never told
Dancing other cultures in my hood
Singing every lyric out of tune
Write hurt and joy in seconds easy
Waiting for Adam worketh patience
Sculpt and mold virtuosity in my fingertips
Line understanding in my lips
Breathe in slow and exhale long
Reach up and pull down heaven
Pass it along
or
Selfishly
Save it for later
Robyn V. Evans © 2009