Finding Your Colors: Fine Art Adult Coloring Book
poetry://soft sand and hard clam shells
"soft sand and hard clam shells"
the cure for lost love...
you're at my door again...
it has become cliche...
but so has, the thin line that
borders love and hate...
i found...
love is sweet, hate is bitter...
to the soul.
so as cliches go...
i would have loved you forever...
but now... never.
should have heard this one,
" Good Guys, finish last. "
said the playa with a grin...
" Damm, Sunshine! with your gold teeth...
I'm not in no Race playa, practice your lines. "
should have but gotta be me...
seen?
i must have told you...
i love you...
a thousand times...
poetry rhymes and long stem roses...
now! never...
you wasted the love that was
given...
this pure love good love mmm madd
love...
dammm good love!
i went down to the deepest
depths...
diving for pearls...
caressing ruby red lips...
controlling the vibebrations of
your Oyster...
flexing muscles...
till arms like Clams pushing my
head...
deeper...
deeper...
into the murky deepness of your
sweetness...
till you and i broke the surface...
thrusting out from the wet
suffocation...
gasping for air...
nearly died that time,
but found that rare dark pearl!
you were worth all my efforts...
you were my queen...
and i...
a fool...
a foot stool...
the tool to all your dark
desires...
Now NEVER...
you left... you betrayed me to
playa's sweet promises!
i could have bitter with hate...
happy to say, You're not worth my
hate woman...
you told me get over you...
you're thinking of another...
brotha...
Ohh...
you had no fear to stab my
heart...
yeah i got... a heart!
yeah i got tears too!
shame i wish you knew...
the same shame i feel for loving so blind...
and diving so deeply for pearls that kept you
laced...
wasted...
crossed this thin line between love and hate
the ache in my soul would never end...
cause i'll never trust...
just see the lust in ebony eyes...
searching deep in my soul for what i must do to
heal...
found...
love my disease... hate my cure...
HATE... the misery you caused me... used me...
your Pearl Diver...
my fear?
i miss it...
you trembled hours after the act...
is it those tremors that swept you
back to my feet?
is it those waves that has you
knocking at my door?
what about playa?
wha... you nah know oysters need
to stay moist?
and i thought the dumm azz was i...
wha... surprise... you're back...
nah playette...
check playa... i gots no time for
game...
wha... he was not a sweet as i?
wha... he has another girl?
wha... you want to be friends?
wha... you're sorry?
( my mind, i don't dive no more... not for you )
what would you like me to say?
yeah it has been ages since the last time
you betrayed me...
yeah i missed you...
( my mind, i don't dive no more... not for you )
you think...
i would write more pages from my
soul
sweet... sweet poetry...
for sweet... sweet cruelty?
( my heart, i don't dive no more... not for you )
a walk on the beach...
on soft sand and hard clam shells...
under a moon lit sky...
side by side i whisper in you ear...
searching to reach your lost
soul...
the words that you wanna hear...
saying to you in a sweet soft
whisper...
" F^** You..."
"hmmm... "
"i don't dive no more... not for you..."
By Hertz Nazaire [ naz ]
