Sunday, September 19, 2010

A Poem: UniverSOUL - 9/19/10

When I call you beautiful, it's not based on your physique; it's the mystique of what lies deep within you. The breadth of your depth is astronomical, I don't think I could find a young lady more phenomenal. Your soul scintillates like the sun, with the best of you glimmering and the trail you blaze still simmering. Much like Mercury, you're the closest to adversity yet you hold yourself together perfectly. Urgency, emergency, pain, or doubt; akin to Venus, you face many trials and are shaped throughout. If that is the home of your gender, you exhibit the absolute best of its splendor, a strong woman with a heart tender. The beauty of life on Earth lies in your eyes, with the longevity in your mind, and the replenishment between your thighs. Your special light shines naturally and can be seen by any eye, just as Mars is the easiest planet to see unaided in the night sky. Your allure is gravitational; reminiscent of Jupiter's pull, which is sensational. Occasional mishaps do nothing to stymie the shining of your smile, ever present like the rings of Saturn, serving to enhance your celestial sexiness. A woman of your caliber gives a single man hope; like Uranus, you deserve to be the first planet a man discovers with his telescope. While passion burns on the inside, you remain cool on the out, similar to Neptune. You've kept room for love, though it's something you've yet to know; showing grace when slapped in the face, some men discredit you like Pluto and you still let it go. You and your planetary traits have me planning every date with something new in mind, too inclined to simply sit and talk with you rather than go out and walk with you. Conversations are like constellations, the right words like stars lighting up the sky of my mind. Getting through your asteroid belt of walls took plenty of work, but it means the world to know what you are truly worth. Everything about you represents something different, and I discover more as we become intimate. Inclement weather couldn't stop me from stargazing upon your dreams; I love you universal woman, as sure as the sun beams.

-A. Lewis

Saturday, September 18, 2010

A Freestyle Piece: A Young Brother Is Lost - 9/18/10

‎"Another young brother is lost to the streets...his friends forced to cope, family left to weep. Deep runs the pain when youth is slain; the rain seems to stain the images that remain, leaving one wishing to create memories again. There is no preparation for such a hasty separation; one can only get by until they are hit by the reality of the situation. As sorrow remains, I pray his soul is one the Lord reclaimed."


-A. Lewis

A Freestyle Piece: This Won't Seem Like Rewind - 9/18/10

"Ms. Lady, I know guys call you beautiful frequently, and the frequency with which you are exposed to moral indecency is increasing. See I could laud your attention to your looks, but I'd much rather applaud your commitment to the books, and your defenses against the crooks that try to steal a piece of your heart. Despite trust broken in lust, you leave the past behind; I won't play you; this won't seem like rewind."


-A. Lewis

A Freestyle Piece: 9/11, Nine Years Later - 9/18/10

"Nine going on ninety...the mighty American spirit fell under fire on a dire day nine years ago. Such a callous malice was on display...and to the dismay of viewers skewered on raw fear, they saw sheer disregard for human life. A statement was made, and an onus was laid at the feet of Lady Liberty. But the task of taking on terror was welcomed with valor by the people who made patriotism cool. God Bless America!"


-A. Lewis

A Brief Philosophy: If You Should Wonder Why You're Stagnant - 9/18/10

"If you should ever wonder why you are stagnant at any time, make it a point to look down at your feet. Count how many times you've shot yourself in them; you can't take steps forward if your feet are incapacitated."


-A. Lewis

Friday, September 10, 2010

A Freestyle Piece: More Than Friends - 9/10/10

"We're the best of friends, familiar like next of kin...yet there's a lack of clarity in this familiarity, a disparity in the parity of our feelings. Friends love each other, but this is beyond platonic; we connect at a deep level, subatomic...chronic butterflies flutter by my intestines; it seems we're destined to be a couple. Yet we can't get past the fears of tears...we're in trouble, our love's on the bubble."


-A. Lewis

A Freestyle Piece: Don't Fight What You Feel - 9/10/10

‎"Fight it. I dare you. Your feelings will ensnare you while your confusion impairs you. It wears you down to fight a battle of attrition just to avoid an admission. It'll take everything in you to retain it, though there's truly no way to contain it. Tainted is the natural flow of emotions; you'll be mired in the quicksand of denial because of your notions. Don't be irascible. Not acting on chemistry is irrational."


-A. Lewis

A Freestyle Piece: Unconditional Love - 9/10/10

"When positives can't find exits and negatives can't find entrances...when flaws are no longer points of emphasis and a healthy future with one another is where the interest is...when two hearts open up to the possibility of emotional perdition and take devotional positions to simply love with pure intentions, an unconditional surrender has occurred; an unconditional love is spurred."


-A. Lewis

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

A Freestyle Piece: Untitled - 9/7/10

‎"I could wrap you around my finger, but I'd rather point you in the right direction; you're the right selection, and with the right correction, you'll be as close to perfect as anyone on Earth gets. The necessary alteration comes through an altercation between my determination and your fortification; your walls must fall for me to give you my all, for you to reciprocate. Participate in watching your fear dissipate."


-A. Lewis

A Freestyle Piece: Let's Take It Slowly - 9/7/10

‎"Young lady, you are beautiful. Telling you that is only me being dutiful. There's no deception, your perception of my approach only endears reproach because you've dealt with men offering the least yet doing the most. They boast and speak bombast looking for a high-speed connection like Comcast, being overly expeditious to influence you to have sex against your wishes. Let's take it slowly. I want you to know me."


-A. Lewis

A Freestyle Piece: Trailblazing Woman - 9/7/10

"I love how you have goals in life, and how it seems like you walk on hot coals in life; you blaze a trail that amazes me well beyond anything I've ever seen. Kerosene dreams mix with fiery passion to create your bright future, scintillating with stimulating details that sequester you from other females. Intelligent, beautifully elegant with a heart the size of an elephant; your personality & class demand reverence."


-A. Lewis

A Freestyle Piece: Smash and Grab - 9/7/10

"You're no better than a common criminal...all you do is smash and grab, taking a woman's valuables in a sense, her trust and her innocence. In no sense of the word do you deserve respect; you elect to inject a picture into their minds that projects onto men of all kinds when all signs of affectionate progression are present. Your lessons have lessened their willingness to grow; love, they're willing less to know."


-A. Lewis

A Freestyle Piece: I Respect Your Busy-ness - 9/7/10

‎"When I look into your eyes, I see the future...if I ever to fall apart, your love will be the suture; I would love to suit you, fit you perfectly. A perfect me behooves you, a happy me includes you. I won't intrude on your business like these other dudes do. Do you, and we'll be together when you can spare time; I want to see you succeed, your aspirations and I can share time. Trust, I won't encroach on their time."


-A. Lewis

A Freestyle Piece: The Search Continues - 9/7/10

‎"Pain is temporary, but scars are forever...for better or worse the search continues. People seem to be the same...venues change, then views range, they take aim as I begin to fixate on tricks late; the deception slipped my perception. The wolf sheds sheep's clothing, and my heart keeps closing. But I work hard to keep it open, hoping for the right one to take the story of my life and write one."


-A. Lewis