IT SEEMS WE STOP TALKING

[deepthought74]

“IT SEEMS WE STOP TALKING”

Candles whispering intimate chills
Midnight sun TKO, come in the light
Treat lady love story like strangers

Highway of life hanging by margin’s embracing
Facing time, pen’s space, squeezing crazy picture misty blue mark
In and out of jail, come home to love song, young world takeover

Breaking my heart
Impossible seasons
Don’t go there
Long letters afraid to disagree, accept Atlantis sunset
Told, abandoned, betrayal, hanging on, lonely ambushes
Perfume bottles fragrance
Diamond heart crap shoot, build on mistakes allowed

Physical form crush
Sexy block, street poetry, broken jaw, summertime jealousy
Standing in kitchen’s bodily harm
Spot warm touches
Pink, blue swagger
Sounds of passionate raindrops bursting eardrum’s
Schoolyard pleasure, southern bird’s volume
Say yes, bleeding eye companion, blind man sax playing long walks down
Hot pavement exclusive, spinning vinyl scratches define tomorrow

Spoken word superstar
Signed, sealed, delivered
Censor vocals
Adult temptations feeling scared, listen to the truth
Take offers, salty seas out of breath
Diverse souls
Checkmate’s dry spell
Cocoa brown fairytale
Two young lovers, pleas
Shades of apple tree authority
Spitting in the face

Winter climb assumes reality
Teach roses pupil silent droughts
Soon as I get home
Cold spring, don’t want to be here
Collecting lies, lovesick, Spanish guitar sketches
Rooftop, pouring weather forecast, pillow sighs
Day job limitations
Burn notebooks, drench waterfall
Acoustic, boom bap, funny valentine
Miles, now’s the time
Regret eternity here, magnolia sweetness, never forget promises

Melting shores
End of the line, red clay purist, cursive Alabama, thirsty secrets
Hungry belly be warned, forever is long
Spilling sips, many months departure
Taking advice from friends
Who motives outweigh agendas cloudy sky, poker face glory
Tangling flames committing crimes on doorstep’s blush
Dusty crates, used to love her
Breathtaking autobiography, Love Jones actress
Experience last train, b-side, almond moonlight, rivers stream
Remember innervision on wax
Stop talking
Am I dreaming?
Killing off softly, cupid arrow climax
Angelic warrior fantasy, literature preview
Come back together, mend broken heart sorrow
Believed to be glorious past gone
Up for grabs
Played by major daylight sunshine, sleeping on ordinary woman
Thickness, second chance par, come clean sincerity, sentimental childhood
Competition, coming up with diluted swallows of honey reflections
Breaking up, my kind of girl, superior, 14th floor plight!

[Auset]

Keep talking, talking, talking to me. this is great poem and you have been doing it up lately thank you for keeping the energy. I apprecieate it.

[Lady]

You have always brought the fiyah to the paper. Deep you better put your book together cause I'm ready to read.