Tuesday, October 27, 2009



She came from nowhere but now she’s everywhere
Up in my mind down in my heart
She captured something within
She turned on a me that I had lay away
A heartbeat within that I’d refuse to play
Her name is Akosua and she’s ma girl

I speak of love and hope and dreams
I speak of fire and passion and jealousy
Who would have thought I’d stay up late to talk on the phone
Or that my proud self will come visiting once or twice a week
Who would have imagined that I could be so weak
Enslaved by love, my all is her own
If love were a movie, I’d be a box office hit!

My heart hurts one too many times
She says words that wound my soul and choke my breath and slow my pulse
She does acts that cripple my thought and impair my sight and despair my might
She takes me to the point
Where pain is my gain
Where I strain only to get stained
And I stress only for distress
Fighting over a lot even her dress
But quarrel or argument, battle or war, the breeze comes and refreshes our love
Einstein was right
How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as love?"

The first time we kissed there was no sparks just pure lust
But through the times, through the days
I have known no more love than what she gives to me
I have tasted no wine sweeter than the waters of her lips
I have admired no better landscape than the body she possesses
Her eyes are nice
Her hugs are warm
Her kisses are sweet
But her heart is good
And that’s what matters
When you find the right person
You suddenly stop searching
Not because she fits the world’s best descriptions ever
But because she fills your heart, she satisfies your body
And captures your soul

No one is too young for love, because love doesn't come from your mind, which knows your age, but from your heart, which knows no age.
But love is not merely butterflies in your tummy
Or a Cinderella story that ends happily ever after
Love is a war; a battle love is growing up
It is giving up what makes you comfortable for the other to feel that he matters
Love is like a butterfly, hold it too tight, it'll crush, hold it too loose, it'll fly
Love is like quicksand - the deeper you fall in it the harder it is to get out
Love is doing it right even when I’m not here because I’d be mad if I knew you did it left

You’ve taken my might, you’ve blinded my sight
You’ve put to flight my every single kite
But you have been my light, the reason my smile is bright
My restitution in the time of destitution
My compensation in the time of substitution
I can play you over and over like an old record
And still enjoy every note of you
I can read you like a book over and over
And still enjoy every word like it’s a new vocabulary
I’ve given up trying for nothing you do
Is enough to make me tired of loving you
I don’t know why it took me so long
To let my lips say the words
But what my lips feared to say
I’m glad now that my heart has said so loud and bold
I love you

©Joe d’Breeze

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