ohhhhhhhh.....!

next time i wont put the cam right next to the tv with the phillies game on LOL
3 vids n one night haha, i was bored. Now im off to go eat with my bro and cuz. fun times

some random stuff...

the randomness of my life haha

This Music Thing Is in my Blood

Curiosity (for the dude that’s wants to know how my curiosity was cured)

Curiosity is:
This adamant desire to know his art
Just to see what lies between the pages of his poetry book
Who cares about the circumstances?
Allow me to be apart of this beautiful painting if only for one night
Just to feel your hand in mine
To know that for that moment your significant other has allowed me this time
…Knowingly, or unknowingly

Curiosity is:
Intimate words spoken in the depths of our solitude
Our quiet advances, detaching him and I from the world around us
Knowing that with every word spoken, we only draw closer
Like poetry, his words move my spirit
Curiosity is:
Eyes locked as silence falls
The feel of his lips against mine
The closer I get to you
The faster my heart beats against time

Curiosity is:
The feel of his arms around my waist pulling me closer
Fingertips trailing down my spine
Chills with every touch and grip
The feel of your tong against mine

Curiosity is:
The connection that is indescribable
The chemistry of our bodies when we touch
Wanting to explore the unthinkable
This is Beautiful lust

Curiosity is:
The end of the night
The kiss goodbye
The thoughts that linger
And wont leave my mind
As he runs back to her and I to him
Can’t help but wonder
When we’ll do this again.

This. Is. Curiosity. At. Its. Best.

Graffiti Art pt 2 (just to know art..bc art changes people)

Interlude:
I saw him again today
That intriguing kid with the crazy swag
As if predestined by a higher Being
We were meant to cross paths
But before we go our separate ways...
Do me one favor…
Tell me your name

He replied: “My name is art.”

Art.
Just to know art
To find what true inspiration is
Just to know art
To breath to be and to live
Just to know art
To share for a minute or two
To understand art
And allow him to understand you
To just to know him

And To know his heart

Graffiti Art Pt 1 (bc I tagged our names on the side of a building, far, far away from here.) Inspired by Written Relaxation

He’s that confident kind of dude
That slightly arrogant kind of dude
The crazy swag havin dude
I GoTTa be down with this dude
I peeped him without him knowing it
Discretely, secretly
I saw him as a cross between street smart and the corporate type
The intellectual, crazy kool type
…Just my type
Its that thing you cant explain
that Nikki Giovanni “love poem” feeling
that Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116 feeling
That, damn. I’m. Just. Feeling. him. Feeling
He’s that confident kind of dude
That slightly arrogant kind of dude
The crazy swag havin dude
What I GoTTa do to be down with this dude

To be continued…

A Rhyme Scheme to Music and Lyrics: For the Resurrection of my Soul

To Music: Born together and inseparable ever since i
can remember. It was you who took my first steps with
me. You who taught me my first life lesson. I still
remember the first time my fingers ever touched piano
keys. Sitting in daddy's lap no older then about two
or three. I loved to hear him play so every once in a
while he'd pick me up and place me on the piano bench
next to him so I could see. I'd climb over in his lap
consumed by curiosity. As he played I'd sneak in an A
sharp and look up at him and smile. recognizing the
beauty in the sound we'd just made. Those sunny
afternoons we'd sit at the piano and play. Black and
white half notes and colorful chords painted the
dinning room walls and made their way through the
living room and out the front door. There they were
free to kiss the sky and reach high heaven. You were
my gift to God and in return he gave me you.

To Lyrics: You are everything that words can describe.
The rhyme scheme of life and love. of beauty and
hurt and smiles and tears. The stanza that surpasses
time because your very essence is timeless. You're
the one thing that kept love alive. As i held on to
each prose for dear life, it was because of you, in
the end, that I survived. This is for those nights
when I lamented through song because all i had was you
my lyrics and my poems. Because of you I was able to
see again, made whole...Liberated.

I travel through life with HIM as my guide and you at
my side. For art is love and love is life and life is
art. Never underestimate it's power.

Born together and inseparable since I can remember. 
it was you who took my first steps with me...you who
taught me my first life lesson...