Satellite

Show me your Heaven and

Your Hell

Allow me to explore every inch of your untapped oceans no matter the depth,

I promise your hidden deep I’ll never tell

Caresses the land of your body and
Reveal to me your buried scars

As I read them with my hand like braille

Let me illuminate the darkness of your night

Let my light show you things you never knew

Treat me not like the stars

They only wish to watch light years apart

You see I’m trapped by the rune of your gravity,

See me not as your Sun but your Moon,

Give me every piece of you,

Down to the parts you hide from view

The parts some may find taboo,

Yea, that bittersweet you.

©Kwamè “Amir” H.

Artist: Davian Chester

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Clipping an Angel’s wings

Astral gazing under the dim moonlight

Mesmerized by all her wonders and bountiful lights,

In the star shine I see a beautiful Queen,

I prayed for a seed and met an angel

Clothed in celestial wings and pure divinity

Anchored to the lunar floor by my love.

Knowing her flight may not bring her back, she’d take my heart in her ascent.

Too live without a heart?

Or to keep her from heaven?

©Kwamè “Amir” H.

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The Stage

Kiss me under the light of a million stars,tenor

And to the Moon play my body like a Spanish guitar,

The hood of my car serves as the stage for you and me

So let’s make love for all of heaven to see.

©Kwamè “Amir” H.

 

 

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Lips on a Raging Storm

I kiss the rain in a raging storm,

My heart jump from the crackling whip of the lighting illuminating the night,

My body rumbles from the thunders roar,

Oh how I adore how this kiss makes me feel so alive,

Never do I want to waste this moment,

If I could stop the hands of time, my lips would forever stay frozen kissing a raging storm.

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©Kwamè “Amir” H.

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Da Struggle

Da Struggles
SO I GOT A BIT OF AN ISSUE, YEA I THINK YOU CUTE, BUT I KNOW YOU USE PEOPLE LIKE TOOLS I KNOW I CAN’T TRUST THESE TYPE OF FEELINGS TO YOU BUT WHAT AM I TO DO? MY BRAIN SAY DON’T BE THE FOOL DAMN, BUT MY HEART THINKS YOU’RE KIND OF COOL… WHEN WE VIBE IT’S NOTHING BUT SPACE, ME AND YOU OKAY MAYBE YOU’RE MORE THAN CUTE WHO AM I KIDDING YOU’RE MORE THAN BEAUTIFUL IT’S SOMEWHAT UNNATURAL HOW MUCH I THINK OF YOU, IT’S SOMEWHAT MAGICAL HOW MUCH I THINK OF SPENDING SO MUCH OF MY TIME WITH YOU, OH-OH, I GOT A BIT OF AN ISSUE

Lunar Petal 25

Lunar Petal 25

I fell in L.O.V.E and I know its real,

I said never again but I love how you make me feel.

My heart is yours if you want to take it,

Its not in the best of shapes so please don’t go and break it.

I don’t know what tomorrow may hold,

All I know its you I want to hold and never let go.

Just you and I together,

I love you so let’s make it forever.

@sexwithluna ©Amir

 

 

 

 

 

Medication

Medication
I was baptized in the lies of your dark baptism, but when it was all said and done I found right in the light of my own words, like a moth to a single flame in the darkest night. @Sexwithluna

Writing is my medication,

I found pure salvation from this devil called depression.

I thought I found a pill when I kissed your lips

You said, and I quote “I love you,” was it all dialogue from a tragic script

The ink from my pen spill like blood

Words form on paper like a tattoo on flesh

This pain I inflict is like a drug, I’m addicted

Writing is my medication,

You see I speak Parseltongue just to exercise these demons

To escape the agony, Eve gave me the apple to understand life’s meaning

But this life has no meaning, no more tears shed this is my dry cleaning,

I was baptized in the lies of your dark baptism, but when it was all said and done, I found right in the light of my own words, like a moth to a single flame in the darkest night,

Quarantining these monsters in my head I’m doing a housecleaning

Writing is my medication,

Words act as painkillers, I hope their not the death of me.

It’s funny how four letters, L-O-V-E have become my best worst enemy

Or H-A-T-E both of the same coin just flips it and see what you get

Loving you I no longer can invest, I’m already in debt

My heart the size of a fist and these words act as gloves

It was only after I kicked my own ass enough times, I found self-love

You see writing has become my medication

It’s through the expression of my own words that I found

Liberation in purging myself of these impure intoxication’s,

No longer do I seek outside validation

Instead, I have self-celebration in the fact that I have this outlet for these built up frustrations.

Writing is my medication….

 ©Amir Holloway(Hollis) 

We burned brighter when we first met.