Musings at 4:28 AM...

Just imagine someone trying to show you a new world...
Exploring different hot spots before entering a new galaxy.
Thrust by passion, reaching deep within to open your third eye to a new peak,
Where love and lust combine to blind all senses beyond the connection the two souls are making.
Legs and lips are quaking as astronomy takes place.
You reach a new world by seemingly flooding this one with the passion you can no longer contain,
I spill my soul into a container...
And it's back to Earth.

-A. Lewis

Peering Over The Edge - 2/24/13

Begin us on a journey of knowledge.

We'll learn the balances between our strengths and weaknesses...

To the right person, imperfections can be flawless.

Ignite the flame.

Fuel the fire.

Incite my imagination,

Penetrate my passion,

Intrigue my soul.

Reach deeply,

As deeply as you've been hurt.

I'll meet you halfway; you'll never do all of the work.

Leave your past behind you.

I promise never to remind you,

Never to use scars as examples to rewind to,

Never to use your insecurities as a way to confine you.

Never to use your fears as a way to malign you.

I'd much rather define you...

See what's special about the way the Creator designed you.

I know I was put here for a purpose; I want to know if you think you're divine too.

We just might build a pyramid from the ground up...

It's key that we're starting from the bottom.

Bricks from our defenses are falling like leaves in autumn,

And they're dropping into all of the right places.

Piece by piece, forming a foundation at the right pace.

Stirring my soul has created a hurricane of honesty,

Washing upon the shores of your reluctance.

Barren fields absorb the pouring truth, bearing fruits of substance.

The parts of you that guys ignore,

The parts of you that you wish they would adore,

The parts of you that you didn't think were attractive anymore...

They all have bloomed anew.

That fire in me that you started? The Sun that helped them as they grew.

We never know the deeper meanings of the things we do...

So reach deeply,

As deeply as you've been hurt.

Intrigue my soul.

Penetrate my passion, 

Incite my imagination.

Fuel the fire.

Ignite the flame.

To the right person, imperfections can be flawless.

We'll learn the balances between our strengths and weaknesses...

Begin us on a journey of knowledge.

-A. Lewis

A Brief Letter to a Bad B*tch - 2/9/13

I know.
I know you have issues,
That you've spent cold nights with wet tissues,
Tissues featuring smudges blacker than the scars on your soul.
It's ironic that while you believe your heart is made of gold,
You portray it as nothing but glitter and complain when it's cheaply sold.
I guess self-fulfilling prophecies never get old.
You would rather be right about the wrong things...
Rather ignore something big to harp on the small things.
But you can't expect to reach big dreams with small wings.
There is so much greatness within you.
More than you know. ...even more than you show.
What you think lies between your thighs,
Is trumped by what lies behind your eyes.
Sexual proficiency...emotional deficiency...mental inefficiency.
You know how to lay down...
Your emotions? You play down...
Whenever you think you should leave? You stay down.
But things shouldn't be the same now.
You're capable of so much more.
I know.
I know because I've seen the sparkle in your eye.
I've seen how intense you are when you really try.
Love has yielded nothing more than hatred,
But you must recall you've dealt with sinners that didn't consider your temple sacred.
They saw what they wanted and decided to take it,
Not considering that love is, and can only be, what you make it.
If love was shown to them in the dictionary, they'd probably still mistake it.
And in search of something real, you found ways to fake it.
Considering all of your defenses, I don't think any of them ever really saw you naked.
And despite being inside of you, none of them ever really penetrated.
Relations were being demonstrated,
and relationships were being implicated,
But reservations were being instigated.
You wanted to commit, but you were too afraid.
They never planned on committing, but acted as stand-up guys to get laid.
In sad irony, you resorted to mind games, hoping not to get played.
I know.
I know that you want something different, something intimate.
However, you'll date the wrong guy to be right upfront,
Rather than take a chance and possibly end up wrong a few months into it.
Courting seems laborious...and even though you'd never want to be notorious,
You wish you didn't have to go through that "get-to-know" phase.
Smokescreens have left you in a haze; sex has left you in a daze.
It's as though you're in a trance, doing it all in the same ways.
Familiarity makes it all easier...safer.
But if you don't change now, the world will change later.
Your purpose is much greater than being a pleasure for men,
While to yourself being a traitor,
Exchanging self-love for lust as a misled trader.
I know.
I know because I've paid attention...
Whenever your true feelings are mentioned,
I'm the one that listens.
I enjoy our friendship.
I see your future glisten.
I see the good in you, the part you seem to keep missing.
My dear friend, you are a queen...assume your position.

-A. Lewis