This Love Has No Return Address

If you never knew I love you and i'm ready to define it

my pain plus imperfection yo i'm ready to combine it

the hard times in who we aint mommy let us intertwine it

when you hurt i'll be your pillow pray for son shine in your climate

I love you like a phrase we can never redefine it

far beyond cliche's mouth to mouth like the hymalec

take you back to the memories so amneedya is reminded

show tina I got love and what I do with it

a virgin by choice loving myself I'm new with it

the roots like kuta shout it out a lunatic

My love drives me insane if not influence it

but GOD I'm not ashamed to put me where I truly sit.

From caption to ACTION! With Passion

Some people write words that should rather be captions
some poets speak words when i'd rather see actions
subtitles under a picture on mute
the mask up the real message of their suit

dressing stylish trendy mildish just see who is the wildest
can any body tell first of who an ordinary child is

we all pretend there's a thing such as normal
we train our poetry to be formal
arch our eyebrows ,while expecting folks to be Cordial

yet we struggle with the action of the words above in caption
we struggle for a purpose and we struggle for the action
we struggle and propose to help some fasid find their passion

manuever through manuer, partly bashing, lasting
while not knowing at that time what we're asking

we speak prayers after wisdom for the moment
but our perception soon changes at the moment
until we meet another moment that is more meant

we invest into the routine of masking
no tape, we project image without passion
black market passion!

we lean in close to others just to see their fashion
how much love can ametuers know without it clashing
with the thought of definitions that weren't lasting
love themeselves indeed succeed from from those trashed them

from poetry to words my flow is capturing
and there is image we must seek instead of caption

you will see just what I speak
with pure compassion

painters portrait some unique
but wheres the action?

i'm tired of talking raw
Let's cook!!!!

with passion

Love.....

The name of this Poem is Love.....

( Thunder and Rain and the Movie Brown Sugar Playing )

You see hip hop was adjective, 

Best friend was the Pro noun, 

and love....... what was love?????  I Guess 

the word that never got a round Just Bluntly passed around....not a sound .....

.

Supposedly the noun
Never sound .....misinterpreted halfway around, love was just a word....

never really ever truly heard 

......Because the definition was too sound to be just any sound>>>Maybe...

because hip hop got all thee attention... .

Intact the pronoun status got all thee attention....

But see brown Sugar was known for being sweet....

while Hip hop was know for....like I said Getting all thee attention.....getting all thee attention....





So the movie
Played its part and the actors played their roles but see.....Love is unexcepted when expected....

 and rejected when thinking it just might be more then accepted.....

This love was brown sugar ....

 

and hip hop was getting all thee attention

 when the true meaning of how it became

was getting neglected...and it took brown sugar a while to wake up and see hip hop was becoming extinct and how much it was being affected and becoming ineffective....

( Thunder shocked and the power went off and on quickly )

Brown Sugar had a Relapse

.

And Love Jones met  Love and Basketball

 to say hey Love......

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 the balls in your Court now more than ever.

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Which became the brown sugar story of Love where folks should of known better.....

( Power goes out )

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>A Certain generation Blacks out>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

So hip hop died while giving birth to thee death of thee auto tune and love began asking people who were never suppose to be together to ask themselves " Why did I get Married?"

Since Mr Perry never answered the question.....

Maybe after he's done with making dysfunction a theme and series

 he'll make a Movie called

 "Why didn't I marry you sooner" ( Seeing how Everybody wants to have their own )

We should have seen Love from the start some say before going to the Movies but it was in there when we heard something say.......these feelings?  This connection? in here on the inside something quiets my soul of that missing need to breathe....as I exhale without waiting for someone anymore cause maybe its here or their here .....and then something shouted!!! 

Look!!! Love Can I have Your attention......because we run from finding out eh what it is we truly feel ...

No more in-denial about the chemistry we have in us to connect on just being self

that can no longer pretend class goes on without

Experiments between Variables and the Audiences 

Hypothesis followed by the Producers Synopsis....

But that's just a speculation and nowadays love is all about a ****** (stupid ) presentation minus information, anxious confirmation....past filled indignation.....

( Or is it Really all these things inside colliding once and for all only to clear smoke of being on the same shelf?....Well You tell me Brown Sugar....because sometimes Love just Won't come out and say it....)    

Yeah We Waste time in Friendship Clothing apparell that was outgrown by
Definition years ago....Comfortable with the presence of Love but not Ever Face to Face....
With the one we consciously say we love.......

So now since hip hop died the adjective for love and the pronoun of friendship is not clear.....

See Love has Always been the noun in question

and the grammatical error with us all nowadays was always....

that Subject Verb Agreement....
But Brown Sugar has always been know for being sweet and in thee end hip hop Came back not in place of love but in place of communication of the real expression.....

So I write not because I know love or I want love or Obligate understanding.... of what I as the writer or every writer tries to convey.....

Honestly....I didn't Write it I sung it like Erica Bahdu on the soundtrack.....

L.O.V.E. O.F M.Y. L-I-F-E        (* Horrible Friend Great Husband )

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And you didn't read it you heard it like Most Def had to be heard..... and lol.....

I can live knowing that This was sweet but it ain't 

Brown Sugar...

Or That this had love in it but it wasn't Love Jones.....it was just me telling you what you love in another form of the air you breathe......

Maybe one day the Rain and lighting will stop.....

And thunder in us all about life and love and roaring sea of passion will cease....