the fall of my imagination

at first

I was hanging from a tall strong tree

something startled me and on my descend down

right before I felt the ground

I awoke and found

this might be the final round

No longer sleep walking in my own body.

I’m back in control it’s new, frankly I'm standing on my own

I too

fought the shadow man and won so my soul is quite bruised and that was a weight off my heart

a battle I was never destined to lose

but it’s hard to see when you’re awake sometimes so

in my snooze

there happens to be this woman from my ivy dream who fluently speaks my language

the one whom roams my mind when I find my running is out of time

I

thought I was a closed book and yet she proceeds to read me for the words I won’t let bleed so

she relives pressure from my head sinks her teeth and feeds

it doesn’t hurt and rather than an expected sharp pain it leaks a soothing peace

what relief

this is the quiet I seek

so with my yearning eyes and steady voice

I talk about you to whoever I see and at first I thought that it was just in my head

in my imagination

after all, I hear you in so many songs you are my symphony

my temptation

with better communication,

I tried to tune back into you but I just get static from every station.

I’m lost on my journey and I’m im trying venture into warm open arms like grandmas or Mary holding Jesus I found myself in a church by now

you’ve read the prayer I wrote

for you

sitting on the edge of the wooden pew I put in my pride for the second collection

when I left before I blamed it on bad reception.

I know the connection is vague

pick up the phone for me my babe I’m like an exit away,

I hope you understand what I’m tryna say.

For you

I’m on the way I’m

switching lanes

I hope you get the picture I’ve been tryna paint, in the frame

to see your face I’m elated like PJ Morton - I Can't Wait.

you’re so good with words you like to play with music and semantics/pragmatics to set the scene

so im trying your tactic

hoping my words pull your heart to mine like opposite ends of a magnet

on the fall through the sky above

my imagination made true yes you

with the broken heart of blue

I must have really leaped

I wiped my eyes and woke up

can’t believe I didn’t see it in front of me  or is it pronounced infrunami ( IN - FRU- NAH- ME)and in this wave more so tsunami I

didn’t drown nor cave

I was scared

told myself to be brave

to hold hope and float because this water tried to save the parts of me that were starting to dry and decay.

You brung me the sun while I was laid in the shade, raised me from my grave so yes

for you I learned to pray.

anyways

Musiqsoulchild and Steve Lacy play on the same title name game

I mean Donchano, you’re sobeautiful.

When I first saw you it was like looking at a gift from the

sky - across the room,

standing in front of me

I could visualize it all and touch and feel you the real you so this couldn’t just be a dream for all to real it seemed

you’re not just an idea you must

be

and when you look in the mirror I wonder if you see the person I'm describing

her words hold the key

it’s always hunting season and the X marks the spot

I should follow my heart

I see her face everywhere I go.

She’s like my favorite series and I’m just hoping I have what it takes for the makes of what she wakes within you know.

this is blessed we must be the best part of the show

have you seen her

tell me, have you seen her

how do I explain it

because I know what I see in my dreams can’t be just

my imagination