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Tuesday, February 1, 2011

A Marriage Proposal to Wisdom

With all that i can say, i say to you that you are lovely
Your closer than a breastplate in battle
Your secure to me like the equestrian's saddle
Your smile makes me feel like nothing else in the world is left to live for
And i wanna give my all to you, both now and forever more
I wanna decorate you like a promise that's made from pure intentions
While supplying a small piece our your never ending joy - and i should mention
That your complete and unique
With the 'good news' and beautiful feet
Sincere and humble, meek
And peachy beige colored cheeks

With you my inner-man is relaxin'
And I'm partnered with an Anglo-Saxon
So I'm sorry miss Jackson
But your unappropriated euphemisms won't steal me from this love
That was given to me personally - from heaven's up above
My eyes could only recognize outwardly beauty
But truly - now - i do agree
That was unruly and very shallow of me

I was more thin, inwardly, than Vidal Sassoon Models
And changed direction without warning like a sick turkey's waddle
I gobble gobbled at random antics
And swallowed the varying ideologies that stormed the stage at the Apollo
After anything i would follow - a walking slave to semantics
When my parish broke up - i was choked up - then i was woke up
Bodily systems dry and decrepit like i had been doped up
Resolutions was simple, blow off the dust and kick the bottles
Change your clothes, take this staff - immediately i then followed

And He lead me to the truth again - then He lead me back to you
Then he reintroduced an agreement that i hid in the caboose
It was you!
I ran from the undying fact that i loved you
I was scared that if i told you that you would look at me aloofed
And claim that my hearts turning and twisting was just an early life's missing
And couldn't be resurrected - So I'm not worth to listening
But I've never stopped my hearts beat for you
I've never drawn away
I've never decided to not love you
I've never gone astray

In fact the females after you were only makeshift - types
And didn't suffice 'sis
This is the reason why I've lived in and out of identity crisis
'Cause I've interceded for a wife
Who's quite nice like Mike Tys - on fight night - dislikes strife - who likes life - and high kites

I've never forced a feeling that I'm having now today
And I've never felt like you've made me feel - and with all i have to say
I call you the Wisdom that's directed me out of the streets of perversion - the silence that's low key - and is constantly working
It's always searching - and it found me at 17 years old
And 6 years later my increasing zeal has reciprocated cold
I see Psaltery in my destiny
A rare future that's ahead of me
But I'll trade it all back.... if i cant have you next to me....

Because you're something like the missing link between my decisions and my heart cries
My aspirations and admonitions are apprehended by Heavenly aesthetics
Bomb-boarded by boisterous banging from doubled-bass strings that's not pathetic
My hearts constantly copycatting the calligraphy of cunning Cupids
That search for love and sometimes get called by others stupid

Dropping to my knees by your touch - I'm definitely dumb-founded
That a deity prescribed your description to fit my position
All day to you I'll sit and listen
Elegant are your ways to me as i sit and day dream about your resiliency to the World's precepts and manners - you're the key
And how you pattern your life after a queen
I'll be your king
And the Lord will be pleased
With the music the we bring
You're truth Ruth!
And wouldn't have you any other way,
I'm praying
"Will you wed me - please say yes!"
That's what my heart has to say.


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