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Boss and Butta Flow

Updated on August 22, 2013

BO$S and Butta

BO$S Da Songwrita: its rainin'....and if it still is.....what would u say to the rain....or its after dew?

Poeticbuttafly: you really wanna know?

"Independent Queen" by Frank Morrison
"Independent Queen" by Frank Morrison

Poeticbuttafly

you found me....I was needing you, pleading for you .... wanting you something bad and you found me

I'll admit that you caught me off guard, but you found me

Now I'm standing here exposed, heart racing from the excitement of feeling so much.... of... you

blushing from the thought of how easily you came on the scene and turned my whole day around......standing here wet and the only explanation is you...... you found me and it was long overDEW ....

don't stop till I overflow ..... keep filling me up....

I was leaving, but if you promise not to stop, I'll stay a little longer..... just Reign down on me....

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BO$S Da Songwrita

with fountains of a everliving, everloving, spring.....

and if u serious than i'll Reign a lil stronger....

Erecting with a grand nubiance of passion I long for YOU....

overwhelmed by your vision of pure ecstacy, with overFLOW....if u hit me right back...

.i'll wait for that....

Poeticbuttafly

Mesmerized by your glamorous vision of rainbows when all I see is oil stained puddles in potholes

Bashfully wanting to run but intrigued by burlesque rhapsody of undeserving affection ....

Loss for words, yet full simultaneously

Poeticbuttafly

I enjoy the simple things but I am earth at my best, the moon when I'm feeling a wreck and the sun belongs to me.....

The stars are on lend until you bring them back to me...

I'll settle for comets if you are afraid to com-mit....

BO$S Da Songwrita

u keep connectin' with me, I just can't help to move in your direction....and very deserving u are....

if u could be my galaxy i'd be your shooting star....

Poeticbuttafly

*curtsey*

BO$S Da Songwrita

no, no, blessings to u buttafly....

u mos def sparked a poetic flame I had compressed away in the corridors of my mind n heart.

BO$S Da Songwrita

but no words lost, i'd rather sacrifice words in rhymes I toss, to continue to fill u up unshamelessly....

Poeticbuttafly

Listening to what isn't spoken and holding back words that seem frivolously unworthy of a king....

Yet blessed nonetheless because this encounter was not hapless ....

Preordained .....Unexplained .....

I merging from simple drops of dry ice disguised as Reign..

Could go on for hours basking in the glow of your verbal shower.....

Cleansed with new found faith in the unadulterated flow of two minds meeting as natural as rivers flow.....

BO$S Da Songwrita

your "WELL" deeper than any lust, baby trust when u feelin' a wreck I can see u shinin' at your best...

no mo' comets just put my outerspace to your inner test.... and every word we ain't spoken we think the same thing....

of course u worthy so rise and take ur place as my queen....

Poeticbuttafly

Solemn solstices have created craters of doubt and unfortunately I need more than a 360* rotation to shine.....

Sleep lies beneath my feet on continents unworthy of seeing my brow......

Should I slip and trust I may lose my mind and cause tidal waves of love mixed with volcanoes of lust and Heaven only knows how I would react if you not there to quench the fires that burn or tame the seas that rage in attempts to appease all seeing Knight

BO$S Da Songwrita

that's so true I know....evokin' love outta passion without harassin' the vocal power of ur poetic flow....has awakening the king being distracted with every action of you, wonderin' where your rivers go.....

Poeticbuttafly

Recklessly teetering between happy and sad, always unsure how I'm feeling....

Some days it's too hard to love myself; how will I know you are willing to reach within the boughs of hell and rescue me from the demons I fight within.....

Confused.... Spinning out of control...

But how so when I never stepped out of the rain? Reaching for reflections of hope seen within each drop....

Unsteady ... Grasping to hold the RAIN before it disappears and reveals the ugliest truth.....

Liquid flames stain my face and I realize the heavenly display ended an OUR ago....,

BO$S Da Songwrita

catapulting in all of the awe u embody, I can definitely feel ur pain.....

so I say again, REIGN with me as we subdue our miseries mergin' with every ignited flame....

let me explain: though many times we fall n crash n burn HE IS THE SAME...

STRENGTH NEVA CHANGE, THE HANDS OF OUR GOD 4EVA SAFE TO HOLD US N MOLD US TOWARDS LIVIN' A GAIN....

Poeticbuttafly

History never favors lovers. The closer we are to perfection the closer we come to death.

But at last! I found the antidote.

The key to cheating death is to leave these earthly rags and become WON.

One Earth.... One Moon.... One Son.

Vanity requests that that all revolve around ME...

I guess that is why I appear to be alone in the sky...

On a natural high...

Spoiled as a child, my father gave me constellations as toys and Zodiacs as my imaginary friends. Scorpio was my favorite; I think we are twins.

PEACE, Bro! Nice verbing with ya

BO$S Da Songwrita

and as my spiritual counterpart....the craters aren't enough to separate the loverays in our hearts, ur mind will be still with piece n the knight is covering u with his arch....

I have to rescue in times of impatience and desperate matters that frequently and subsequently, and ferociously trouble the heart....

u are my path n start, desire built by fire....be my ice and i'll promise to melt away whats hard....

recognizin' the verbing i'm still decidin' to stay heaven don't let her go....

holding fast to ur fury of revelations u have single-handedly, and candidly empowered the fusion of brightness n contrast in my glow.....

Poeticbuttafly

Selfishness has caused me to always be beside myself with haughtiness.

As I digress, I recall my mind being too small at times yet too big for my head....I separated it and named it Jupiter.

My heart burns with passion; out of fear of destruction, I placed it next to the sun and called it Mars.....

The last suitor really didn't understand my complexity..... It takes more than fancy rings to catch my eye. He knows now .... I think he's still Saturn about it...

Digging that spit.....
Digging that spit..... | Source

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