Catch a fire
Blow hot firey embers
I see you there
Do I touch you, yes I dare
You make my cool water sizzle
Yes, I see you behind brown glass eyes, piercing yet drawing me closer to touch
I am not afraid
Drawing closer to what
Those spirits that linked us up
Those spirits that make my Egun come
And though I try to hold them back
They want to speak to you
Catch a fire
Blow hot firey embers
Spliff smoke makes mi easy
Makes my stomach cease the queasy
Helps me see clearly
Though I see alot already
I am not afraid, but enticed by what
I have always known I should have
Picking up those things I put down
I will tread
Destiny awaits, a dread will be a dread
So I catch the fire
And blow hot firey embers
I am destined to follw the path
many have forgotten but still remember
Destiny Remebered
Posted by *QueenPandora* at 12:49 PM
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Labels: poetry. new orleans
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