waited for me
with breath held inside them
waiting to speak their lies
wanting to use their power to destroy
then the pucker
the press upon my flesh
the coldness of them that i never expected
never saw coming
then their release
left with that stain upon my cheek
I pray for you
for inside the precious slide of my throat
i found these words
now i see
through the many eyes of The Infinite Being
in many ways
in many directions
that triumph is already mine
no matter what you do
Now, snuggle up and let me tell you a little story.
Once upon a time there was a
Who finally got it:
"Let 'em get mad
They gon' hate anyway don't you get that
doesn't matter if you go along with their plan
They'll never be happy cause they're not happy with themselves"
"I'm talkin' 'bout things that I know
it's okay show yourself some love
don't worry 'bout who's saying what
(it's gonna be fine, work what you got)
Work what you got."
Mary J, I send you love!!
I just want you to know that you didn't break me. It's 2011 and I'm still here and BETTER THAN EVER BABY! And don't think 2011 will finish the job 'cause 2011 has no idea who 2011 is dealing with. :)