10.01.2009

Amani-Breamna

One of my really good friends Amani wrote this one. shes super amazing with poetry

I have never been ashamed
of the unadorned adoration I have for you
Inhaling your imperfections
As if it were my favorite fragrance
The feeling I get, when your eyes fabricate
Wrapping around me
Keeping me human
I feel grown, when you show me you love me..
Makes me want to do grown woman activities
Think grown woman thoughts
Say grown woman things
Behing mothers watch
It'll take her forever to approve of you
But that's a sacrifice I've already started making

Refraining from ever having to let you go
Your beauty and magnificance sings songs to me
Not the songs I can hear on the radio
Nor the playlist I just downloaded to my iPod
But..
Our Song,
The song that plays when your
Hands rhythmically strum my body parts
And your lips part on my neck,
Gracefully humming the hymns of
Infatuated Anatomy

One thing I love about you
Is that when you subconciously tell me how you care
And why
You never leave out my flaws

The archetype of something amazing,
You are amazing.

The hearing impaired could hear
The sincerity in my voice
When I say your name
The blind could see
The compassion in my eyes,
When I say, I love you
Watching your eyes glisten
Like stars in broad daylight,
I am no longer afraid of the dark

My body language
The little moments when my voice cracks
And my eyes remain
Shows that I'm devoted, attached and infatuated
Even when I don't necessarily want it to

This feeling is unadorned
No perservatives, if's, and's, or but's about it
There's no need to hold back
When everything has been evoked
And is utterly in the known

There's no such thing as a
Happily Ever After
But with you
I pay no mind to cliches
Finding myself overwhelmed with contentment

Sometimes I think that
You think that
I'd be happier with someone else
But
I've never told you before, that once
Even the thought of being with anyone else
The way I've allowed myself to be with you
Made my head spin
My stomach churn
Literally sick to my stomach
And I needed your voice
Because I swear you hold remedies
Within your vocal chords

Random moments where
I want to suffocate you with my smiles
Drown you in hugs and kisses
I know, that would be a task
But ultimately,
You'd digest my adoration, Just Fine

If love, is the being of existance
In my inhabitance
There shall never be an eviction

I want you to know
That I'd rather stand 50ft away from you
Than 5ft closer to anyone else
I've never used the word love so much in my life
So, I'm risking it all for you
And I just hope,
The feeling is mutual

- Amani-Breanna


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