This is a collaboration I did with my best friend Christopher. This has been in the works for a long time now and we are finally releasing it. If you’d love to meet him and read his journey, please visit him HERE. I love you bestie! Thank you for allowing me to write with you again.
inside the breath of summer
I find myself dancing
to the color of our love
and in the blink
of a thousand dreams
your breeze
leaves me at peace
I had the pleasure of working with my best friend again! Thank you again bestie for this. You’re truly incredible. Please go over to his page and say hi https://divingdeepwithchristopher.wordpress.com
Piles of Syllables
leave this doubtful mouth
Some rhymes are just
better left unsaid
When it battles the test
of my contested mind
Please let this go
Let me go unheard
Let These delicate words
go smooth as liquid
down the drain
Like gasoline to the fire
filling up my lungs
that burns inside my flesh
Until there is no more
abstraction of thought
left for meeting
in the public conscious
– Message from Christopher
This one is for those who feel trapped. For those who feel like they don’t have a voice. For those who build and strengthen the walls around their hearts even further due to the betrayal and mistrust they have suffered. But I’m here to tell you personally that although those walls around our hearts are necessary and protective, I’ve also learned that it is certainly possible to let yourself open up those walls in the right context. The person that I have done this collaboration with, was that one person that I found that I can trust. I hid myself for such a long time. I’ve been through the struggle. I know how it feels to feel so alone. But you don’t have to be alone anymore. You can overcome this. You can be heard. You can have a voice. As long as you’re careful, and have the proper awareness and vigilance of knowing who best to let in and trust. While also being wise about who has your best interests at heart from those who do not. It’s dangerous to be vulnerable. That’s why I say to be wise about who to trust, so you don’t put yourself in danger. But I also want you to know that it is possible. There is still goodness left to find in this world. Although it’s not in quantitative abundance, there is still a minority group of us out here in the world that still have love, empathy, and compassion left to give. So if you happen to find that type of person or even a good group of people, then nothing can stop you and them from tearing down those walls and opening yourself up. You don’t have to suffer in the darkness and silence alone anymore. If nobody else cares, then at least WE do.
So I thank you with my whole heart bestie! The lovely and beautiful, thecreativechic. You were the one who finally tore my walls down. ❤️
Thank you to my dear friend Steven S. Wallace for collaborating with me. Please head over to his blog and check him out
https://nostigmata.wordpress.com
beneath the moon in the night sky
memories of you flood my mind
taken to that place where I can
kiss you like it was my last wish
laying on the windshield of my car
the lights of night Los Angeles
stretching beyond discretion’s edge
wish of the like of your last kiss
secrets of the past lay on our flesh
the gentle breeze brings us closer
as the stars fill our empty souls
you are the wish of my last kiss
LA is just a dream now — we
watched our city burned to ash
the cold desert night has returned
like it was — my kiss — your wish last
Thank you to my best friend Christopher for collaborating with me again! You truly are such a great writer and artist. Please go check out his blog, show him some love and follow along on his amazing journey.
https://divingdeepwithchristopher.wordpress.com
he found her
in the middle of
an empty hour
both in silence
she spoke a language
only he understood
weaving the words
unconditional love
with each soft stroke
inside of his
anxious mind
like lover’s gravity
she seduces him
down towards
the perfect stability
that his lonely soul
has been forever seeking
as her loving frequency
sings him softly to sleep
Had the extreme pleasure of writing again with my best friend Christopher. It’s been such an honor to have been able to write so much with him lately.
Please go check out his blog https://divingdeepwithchristopher.wordpress.com give him some love and follow along on his journey.
you begin
to rake
your aching
fingers
the anticipation
burning
slowly
working its way
towards my
warm soul
electric heat
finally
reaches inside
of my desire
caressing all the
hidden secrets
of my soul
your love fills me
gliding through
the shadows
of every part
of my being
every inch
every seam
of my deepest flesh
your lingering
obsession
Is only now
my lingering question
of when will you
reveal these
hidden secrets
to me
that only you
can see
all over again?
Had the pleasure to work with my best friend Christopher again! Please go and check out his blog, give him a follow and show him some love. https://divingdeepwithchristopher.wordpress.com
Thanks again for making this collaboration a pleasure to be a part of!
dancing inside
the sweet chaos
a scrapbook of memories
paper thin strips
plastered deep
into our porcelain skin
flood our veins
some nights
you feel
trapped inside
my ardent flesh
and others
fragile
like a paper doll
we’ve lost the passion
of the lovers call
all that’s left now
is to let the darkness
swallow us into
this black hole
drowning our soul
until the clock
runs out of time
until somehow
in the blink of an eye
you begin turn it back
counterclockwise
back to the beginning
the part where
you and I
Connected the chords
of our colliding lights
our pure chorus
that sparked
that very night sky
Thank you again Christopher for this incredible opportunity to write with you again. Looking forward to part 2! Please follow his blog at https://divingdeepwithchristopher.wordpress.com
she sits
in the darkness
of the night
alone
inside the obscurity
of her cold mind
beneath the cold surface
where her screams
are silent
where her dreams
are the inner voice
of violence
here there is no help
to fight the demons
who torture her
tormented soul
in the abyss
frozen in the
paralysis of fear
she weeps
a thousand tears
that no one can
hear
wishing to faintly
disappear
from hearing these
twisted words they
proclaim
as they replay
her tragic past
whispering the madness
into her ears
reminding her of
the unspoken tragedy
these diabolical
memories
locked tight inside
the confines
of her heart
longing to be forsaken
from this prison
but never meant
to escape
or so they say
to shine outside
into the
beaming light
Thank you Christopher for adding your lovely words to this! Let’s work together again soon!
https://divingdeepwithchristopher.wordpress.com
The Creative Chic 