LoveMusiqPoetry

I Love Who You Are

The best part of my day is waking up next to you..

That’s when you’re at your best..

I love looking at your face as you sleep..

Looking in to the eyes of a sleeping beauty as a naturalist..

I can see everything that you are by looking at you rest..

That’s the state God put you in..

But then..

You wake up..

And fulfill your day with makeup..

That’s when you become made-up..

Life then becomes hard..

I spend the whole day trying to figure out who you are..

We fuss, we fight, and argue..

As if that makeup gave you power..

Accessories as a priority..

Now, you look like the majority..

I wish..

I wish you can be the woman I wake up to every morning..

Look in to my eyes, and tell me you love me..

Now I feel like you’re a stranger telling me lies..

As the day end..

I watch you sleep..

Wishing that’s the woman you can be..

I wake up in the morning and look at your face..

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It gives me strength to deal with the stranger throughout the day.. 

By: Tyrone L. Ledford

(Source: nosockswithloafers)

I Give You My Heart

The scariest thing In the world is to give you a part of me that I can not live without.. 

My heart beat with a discrete sound..

It sounds like..

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The sound of nothingness.. 

That’s when I’m away from you..

When the thought of you process through my brain..

Things suddenly change..

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The emotions in my body purges out my pores like steam, and streams through my veins like music notes played from a melody of great eloquence.. 

Your touch is like a breathe of fresh air sweeping the ground from under me, and carrying me to new hopes, with patent ropes made of cotton candy that’s sweet just like your lips with a glimpse of your tongue in a French kiss.. 

Your body is like silk when we’re making love to the sound of skin to skin that sound like violins being played on the Titanic as it’s sinking, while my love is sinking in to our secretion.. 

This was before the moment I said I give you my heart.. 

My heart beats with a discrete sound..

It sounds like..

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The sound of nothingness.. 

Your innocence riddled me in this beautiful sin of loving you over, over, and over again.. 

Your touch is like I’m suffocating from the toxicities of the air, and scorning from the thorns of the dead roses that lye in the basement of your lies.. 

Your body is like the devil in a skirt, whose intentions was to build up my love, so when I fall it would hurt.. 

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My heart beats with a discrete sound..

It sounds like..

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The sound of nothingness 

That’s when I’m away from you..

Because now you remind me of her, and when I think of her it hurts like a migraine to add on to the pain..

The pain given by the words that tore me apart..

I’m sorry, but I can’t give you my heart..

 By: Tyrone L. Ledford

Hold You To Sleep

Touch me baby.. Please don’t let me go..

Touch me baby.. Please don’t let me go..

Hold me until the end of time..

Hold me from the front, and behind..

Lay my head on your breast during this eternal rest on your external nest..

Let me dig deep in to your inner core, while I explore, and climb aboard to unlock the door to your inner whore..

I want to be your unleashed secret, while I unleash this semen in to our secretion..

Damped in sweat, and wet from your inner juices pouring out like streaming music that makes the sound of skin to skin, and the screeching of beds on a piano being seen in a vertical lens..

DAMN baby.. Let me get it in!

I just want to rock the boat.. Not like Aaliyah, but like a boat caught in a hurricane that can’t be sustained..

Let’s drown in this love so we can never be found, yet aroused with this surround sound of sexual seduction..

Let my snake intoxicate your inner thighs until your body falls weak, so I can hold you, and rock you to sleep..

Baby let me hold you to sleep..

I promise I won’t let go the flow of your body when I am caressing your love below..

I want to swim in to your enzymes and create a rhyme from the sounds of every cell that connects inside..

Drenched and drained in your lovely rains.. Drained and drenched in your coat that’s trenched by my lovely spark of chocolate and tart, arched by the veins that leads to my heart..

Baby where do I start?

Let’s end our life with this love so deep..

But for now, let me just hold you to sleep..

“Baby, I love you”.. 

By: Tyrone L. Ledford

Take me for who I am

Take me for who I am.. For all I have to offer..

This smile of innocence brings my love “limitless”..  I want to drown you in my love and just watch you float, and float, and float.. No need for a boat because this love lock down will keep you in my lovely waters..

I just want to bring home much pleasure, while I pleasure you to make things better..

I just want to massage you to sleep.. I don’t mind catering to you if you’re doing right by me..

Take me for who I am.. For all I have to offer..

Please show me that you can break through my facade, and live your life with me, through God.. Someone I can go to church with.. I know love is pain.. I need someone I can hurt with..

I want to do the things I see in my dreams.. You know, find someone I can love for the rest of my life.. Build our relationship through Christ.. Walk down the aisle.. Bare a child.. I know that sounds a bit crazy.. I guess I lost every sense of sanity for believing that such thing is in reach of achieving..

I don’t want to carry any carnage from the past.. I don’t want a past.. I want our past, present, and future to be wrapped up in such a way that our life feels like one long day… We know where we came from.. We know where we’re at.. And we know where we’re going..

Take me for who I am.. For all I have to offer..

Do you see this smile.. This is the smile of a wife colored in black and white to cover the flaws and the brawls..

Scar, bruised, and taken for granted.. I gave my love as a token.. Please don’t gamble with my heart like a slot machine.. 

When I love, I love hard.. Harder than you can imagine.. I love with much bravery.. I love harder than those times back in slavery..

So, why can’t you love me back.. Why cant you see.. That I am a wife, and not some girl in these streets.. I am a mother.. Not a girl with a baby.. I am a woman, and was raised as a lady..

Take me for who I am.. For all I have to offer..

Take me for who I am….

Just..

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Take me for who I am..

All that I have to offer..

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By: Tyrone L. Ledford