IT'S LIKE (AN EXCERPT)

IT'S LIKE (AN EXCERPT)

A Poem by Vizzion
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JUST A BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF HOW LOVE FEELS

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It’s like
I’ve been trying to describe
What loving you is like
And the metaphors     
And the similes
Disassemble me
Cause you resemble to me
So many things
Nothing
And everything
The first cold breath of winter
The last flower’s bloom in spring
It’s like standing on the edge of a river
Grazing the water’s edge with the tips of my toes
It’s like falling with the leaves in autmn
It’s like turning in circles until I collapse
Heart racing, head spinning
It’s like listening to Lauryn’s “sweetest thing” on repeat
It’s like standing in the rain in the middle of the afternoon on a busy street while people point and whisper foolishly cause they don’t know you did this to me
It’s like every law of chemistry
Has over taken me
Since you first touched me
It’s like I’d stay awake to watch you sleep
It’s like you remove the b***h from me
With the honey that drips
From the tips
Of your fingers
It’s like
So sweet
It’s like that chill you send down my spine turns into a fire and I inflate like a hot air balloon as you blow into my….ignition. I ignite. I began to drift higher and higher past the clouds. And the hotter it gets the more I want to keep going ang going and going and going and going and going and going and going and going and going and going and going…till I just can’t go no more and I float back down as I cool off
It’s like whatever you do just pleas edon’t stop
It’s like a four day weekend
It’s like on some grown and sexy ish
It’s like a high school crush
It’s like we debate politics and then carve our names on a picnic table after a quickie in the park like we ain’t both got our own beds at home
It’s like my favorite color
It’s like my favorite shirt.
It’s like my I just did laundry and realized my favorite panties are clean
It’s like my favorite holiday
It’s like I’d give you T.M.I.
It’s like a bath after a 31 hour day with my favorite bubbles and a throwback glass of Strawberry Hill while the 96.1 Sweat Hotel serenades the steam emitted from my
Draining tub as I rub Egyptian Musk oil across my calves….
It’s like I am taken away
It’s like you resemble
Nothing
Yet everything

© 2009 Vizzion


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Vizzion
Vizzion

Tallahassee, FL



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