I love the beauty
Of a lady
Ain't nothing as sexy
As a beautiful lady
Praises to las onces
The elevens
And above ones
The break yo neck
And risk yo paycheck ones
The wake up devastatingly tasty
And always look READY ones
Freak like her mama was ones
She was taught WELL ones
Respect her man like a king ones
Drop them drawls when you walk in the DOOR ones
Where the REAL ones?
The keep it really real in the field ones
Always by your side
But never smothering you ones
The grown and sexy ones
The all day in the beauty shop on Friday ones
The feminine ones
The dainty but not fragile ones
The country ones
The fine enough to bring you to the hood ones
The psychologically stable not hateful and know how to stay grateful ones
The face down ass UP ones
The Pull my Hair and CHOKE me ones
The sittin in church with a sore BOOTY ones
The Give you a Red Light Special ones
The Go DEEPER ones
The Ok that's TOO deep ones
The make you say Oh my GOD ones
The always fryin bacon in her BOY shorts ones
Why her titties so BOUNCY ones
The make you wonder what her parents is ones
The take her home to mama ones
The triangle bamboo earrings wearing ones
The sexy smellin ones
The drawer stuffed with lingerie having ones
In a pair of white leggings she causes accidents ones
The 5'8" in heels ones
The Bombastic ones-
My father believed the 1980s were the end of this system
So he didnt teach me anything about women
So what do I know about where to find them?
My great grandmother was born in 1914
Raised my mother
So when the 80s came around all i saw came from my Granny
But that type of femininity is now a mad fantasy
And I never see it around me
Find you?
How could I find what I cant see
If you're the image of me
And that's who I was taught to hate the most.
Me.
The modern day traditions and expectations of me
Were drowned out by Jehovah's Witness ideology
From which I am still getting therapy to break free
All the while learning to fall in love with... me.
So yeah, this is ALL about me and I mean that SO selfishly.
How can I have intrapersonal input into a relationship's identity
If I cant tell you what is making me me
Other than trauma
That I haven't worked through interpersonally?
This. Is. Work.
Neuroplasticity pays me
in epiphanies
So I keep scraping up my pennies
So I can continue this most rewarding journey
Into the cosmos that is me.
Because I like
No I LOVE
What I see
And I do believe
There's a beautiful and godly lady
For me...
44 years old
And thanks to mirrors of accountability
I can better see
Some of the shit
On which I was sold.
Like chasing pussy
Due to addictive codependency
Is the equivalency
Of chasing a cure for the common cold
But that's been my reality.
All life must live purposely.
Every creature must embrace its authenticity.
Religion robs the soul of universal expectancy-
To evolve.
To increase consciousness as the gods we are.
Without a religious superstition against repetition
We get programmed into a sacrificial submission-
Freedom is key to this god's self actualization.
As much as I hunted before
From the scarcity within
I'm digging to the core of my being
To just get a glimpse
Of what living with purpose means
And if that means
Sacrificing space, time, energy, and money
For a lady
Versus doing me
It is what it is
And its gon' be
What it's gon' be.
Lions feel me.
Dragons are my homies.
Not running with no chickens
Mediocrity bores me.
Advocating for what's meant for me
And hustlin for my legacy.
This is me
Building my own ship
On a river of tears
Flowing to a sea of multigenerational prayers
A river of tears
Washing away the memories of
Lost years...
Turned to lost decades...©️
#Quorizma 🐉🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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