Gold Mind

Dig through the abysmal you will find something unique

You’ll find her somewhere in a dwelling where the rarest gold-leaf 

Is excavated

Authentically saturated

Heart holds the key to the world 

Distinctively pearled

Not frightened of the melting pot

Because, strategically, it’s what shapes her, afterthought

Thirsting for life, abounding

Seek inner standings, outstanding 

Deep enough to know where she is undervalued

Be careful, the glistening in her eyes just might entrap you

To her, everything is purposely done 

She chisels Mother Nature for truthfulness, diversified in one

She has a way of pickaxing the inmost hillsides of your mind

Mining for stimulation, is how she’s designed

Word Play

She likes to walk bare naked in her mind all day

Since Gold makes the devil dance

She prays that you to see right through her transparent silhouette, by chance

Real gold never fears the pit of fire 

With love, she aspires

Gold Mind Never Rust 

Even in the midst of chaos and lust

Mental escaper

Elated, she’ll get you in touch with your 6th sense, Mental Taster

Word for Word, she illuminates more than a wild winter bonfire

Dig deep into the mind of her soul, and watch her love transpires

Manifestation

She carried her endowments comparable to laced lingerie

Taste your words before you speak, she said

Like hail, she fell from heaven’s gate

Showed that, forgiveness is a piece of self-love, Fate

The stars lit up, when her vibrations rose

She wears the cosmos as her clothes

Way too fixed for the unsure

Deja vu, because she has been here a long time before

Her visions, kept her authenticity sincere

Fueled with virtuous purposes, she moves cautiously, my dear

Allowing to become fully existing of poetry

Don’t hurt yourself, with your own expectations, just Notice Me

She sang to the stars and galaxies about you

She even has the universe to carry it through

Breathing passion to alleviate the nightfall

Deeper in essence she wears her influences as her sacred shawl

She carried her endowments comparable to laced lingerie

Taste your words before you speak, she said

Right place, Wrong Time

Running from the veracity

Feeling defeated,

Might be that’s Gods way of giving me the entity

That I always need, retreated

That masquerades me, all that I desire

Feels like the Arch Angels vibes transpires

It just happened to be at the foulest time imaginable

The wrong depiction, often gets miscalculated, eradicable

Things do always fall under the divine power

Frantically unprepared, by the hour

I'd do whatever it takes at the right time, beaming in higher frequence

Love is supposed to be found in the suitable dwelling in the time sequence

Teachings renovate into something of worth

Life interrupts, while other plans are unearth

Scorpius

A self-contained scorpion worries no one

Sometime it gets startled at its own tail in the shadow, so it hides under the warmest stone

Obscure and mysterious

Characteristics so delirious

We fixated on the serpent, so we overlooked the lethal sting

That’s why God created scorpions, deprived of wings

In adoration, be cautious

Because the venomous beast, can get you passionately nauseous

Its hollowing arm just loves to bite

If it’s captivated, more than likely you will find it in your bed at night

Absolute lover with a venomous heart

Possessive with power, thrill seeking is its art

Intriguing and able to see right into your soul

Paralyzed in love, misplaced self-control, Scorpio

Hypnotizing from a tight spot
Exquisitely laced
Synchronizing beauty to make time stop
Insecurity defaced
She exhales, gently, because she’s seized in place with just a whisper
Draped with embellished shawls, with her not recognizing her loveliness is deeper than that weight and waist shifter
Magnificence Masqueraded under the contours, eye shadows and wine colored lip stick
Her prettiness smothered underneath her skin, portraying a conjuring trick
The undesirables are pushed and tucked aside, posture perfectly straight
When she’s bare, she exaggeratedly counts her imperfections to feel the debilitating emotional state
 “God bless,” her diaphragm which is indeed less of her concern
She always longed for her desirability to be acknowledged and returned
Insecurities are bought to an end, underneath the wires, he recognized that her greatness derives directly from God
Never did he care less, because of those stretch marks and that little pudge in her midriff dips that she calls her flaws keep him in a fantasy awe
He said he love the sapphire lingerie, that she self-importantly displays
Her deep dyed melanin, without the Black Laced Corset

Lost & Found

A soul that is golden does not always glisten


Sometimes the eyes lies, just to make your heart listen


Sprouting as an individual in essence


And cognizance


Not until I am lost do I begin to comprehend my purpose


Enthusiastically allowing blessings to be rearranged, to live the life that is worth it


The faraway stars seems to always get too incisive and hardly ever get discovered


A lot of countless locks not enough keys outnumbered


During this journey I’ve come to myself, with a fixed diligence


Sometimes, what leads me off course is mystifying, prudence

DeJaVu

De Ja Vu

De Ja Vu
My mind has never met you,
But heart is so familiar with you,
Like an accustomed sentimentality, I remember, just like each and
every morning dew,
Unexpected Concurrences are sometimes arranged by charismatic
souls, long before physical entities meet,
Rigorous connections that feels so familiar almost like a cadenced hue
that gradually subdued gracefully, with elements, all while the heart
beats on the same rhythm as both soul drum beats,
Sometimes soul mates comes around just to serve a certain purpose
only,
Just to remind you that it’s ok to live blissfully, or be redirected to
where you need to be,
Different times, different paths collide,
Mirrored minds, subsides
While reality speaks and expose you to the meaningful flashes in life
that’s more amplified,
And yet I remain mystified,
De Ja Vu
My mind has never met you,
But heart is so familiar with you,
Like an accustomed sentimentality, I remember, just like each and
every morning dew,
Butterflies swarming deep down in my core,
Even your scent, I’m accustomed, smell like I have already explored,
This stage has played the same tune before,
Pausing and rewinding while our past shadows sits in the audience
rooting for an encore,
Fire burns slow, easily without any effort,
Shared thoughts become pleasures,
Ambiances working behind the scenes, with their own unpretentious
endeavors,
Magically, our paint brushes danced, along our canvases and colored
rain on our deserts,
Causing flowers to bloom in present continuous situations,
Intensely impactful, unexplained elations,
This De Ja Vu, has woken my past lifetime in an preconceived vibration,
No matter how hard I attempt to comprehend, it will always take more
than a modest mentation,
De Ja Vu
My mind has never met you,
But heart is so familiar with you,
Like an accustomed sentimentality, I remember, just like each and
every morning dew.

Time and Patience

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