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Soft Power

Photo by Marcis Berzins on Unsplash

I bury my treasure in you
Glory is for my A&R
This is not platitude
You are Me and I am too
What I want is to feel
Your neck on my neck again
Hips to hips
Lips to lips
I dip, you dip, we dip
& a gentle rocking motion
A cold steel
And a warm feel
Long distance train ride
From the Smokys to the west coast
Stop in L.A. to see a Jeff Ross Roast
Then on to the ocean
A late summer breeze
With a boy of summer who doesn’t leave
Just waits for you in September
Writes things down we want to remember
Like when you were betrothed
To the guy who rocked yachts
Until I rocked his boat
Your mother asked that I
Not make you cry
That I let our love die
I said I’d try but
My soul feels designed
To make my case with your courtship
In public places
Wearing god’s many faces
A chameleon of sorts
A shapeshifter if you will
A casual fan of sports
A grifter who only borrows to add value
Buries his treasure in the universe
Like Easter eggs
For the fruits of your labor pain
Who have love on their brain
A pledge to protect on their heart
Are they the artists
Are they the muse
I'd rather inspire
But I see no way to lose
When I am me, 
The Universe, and you
If it’s narcissistic 
To love we like I do
Then I must be him
He wants to be with you
Uppercase and lowercase too
Since we’re in LA
I read you the greatest poem
Ever written about Love & Basketball
Mix in some yes yes y’all
We can still make some waves
Before the fall
Of the empire.


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