These NotesA Poem by i.am.the.sun.Something i started today, and, well, finished today. kind of a message to anyone who reads my stuff, namely the fine ladies out there.I don’t write with a pencil, No, And I haven’t found a pen That writes the right words In years So I’ve been writing in blood My own blood Blood spilling from my throat That I cut myself So I could finally get out these words That wouldn’t come out my mouth And on to these notes- These ghostwrote handwritten Cutthroat quotes So full of emotion In the lines they form Like “baby I need you” Like “daddy come save me” Like “baby I love you, You gotta believe me!” And Like the veins they come from these words have a pulse and like the feelings that spawned them these words are not false, so if they’re for you if you think they’re for you if they could be for you or they should be for you, then don’t think that it makes them any less true. Cause while you read this Hear this Feel this You are who I’m talking to. You are my first kiss You’re who I got lost with In absolute bliss Catching snowflakes on our tongues With the chilly night air in our lungs Waiting for the New Year to come Just days after Christmas. You’re the woman I love You’re the lady I lust You’re my best friend’s girl And someone I can trust. But these words will mean nothing If they’re not met halfway. So Let them resonate Let them circulate Let them course through your veins Through your brain to your heart And when those butterflies start Let them stay. And let those feelings of doubt Fade away. Because while these words are so much more than words They’ll never get off this page Or leave this room Until you open up and take them with you. And wherever you’re going I hope you take me too... © 2011 i.am.the.sun.Author's Note
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