The Proposal

Inspired by "Slow Motion" by Karina Pasian

This will be the most nervous thing I will ever do in my entire life.

But thinking of you and how I breathe you lets me know what I’m doing is right.

It’s true I’m scared my heart skips a beat every time I sit and I think about it,

Me down on one knee, you looking at me as I open a box to reveal inside it

I imagine as the tears fall down your cheek; you have waited for this moment to arrive.

And with the touch of your fingers upon my chin, my tears starts falling and they won't subside.

When you love someone deeply, as I love you, and a moment like this indescribable truth

Makes life worth living that’s why I'm willing to commit my life to you.

And this won’t be easy you living life with me, I’m complex in ways that may have you hate me

And you may say some things, and I know that you’re tryin, to get under my skin but of course you’ll deny it.

The joy that I get from just knowing all this, speaks highly of my decision

To have and to hold, until death do us part are my devout intentions.

This will be the most nervous thing I will ever do in my entire life.

But thinking of you and how I breathe you lets me know what I’m doing is right.

And now I'm standing here before you and my heart begins to flutter.

I hope you can’t tell, I'm nervous as hell- my palms are just like butter.

I went over and over inside my head of how I planned to do this,

All those perfect ideas rehearsed over time, and now it's time to do this…

There you stand before me and I feel unease it wasn’t nervousness or panic,

I was like a little boy confronting my first crush I was definitely shy I’ll admit it.

They make this look so easy in the romantic movies the boy proposing to the girl,

But what people don’t see is the boy’s inner being tossing around in turmoil.

This will be the most nervous thing I will ever do in my entire life.

But thinking of you and how I breathe you lets me know what I’m doing is right.

It’s true I’m scared my heart skips a beat every time I sit and I think about it,

Me down on one knee, you looking at me as I open a box to reveal inside it

I’m dropping to my right knee and I see your face start lighting up instantly,

Breathe okay breathe, you know you got this, yeah, I know I'm ready

I reach for your left hand and I'm shaking as I take off your leather glove

The tears in your eyes start to fall and I say “I’m doing this because of love”

This ring I present to you, please take it with my hopes of you saying I do,

I wanna spend my whole life with you, loving and caring and providing for you.

I wanna cherish both the good times and the bad, and experience all the things we never had.

I wanna make a house a home with us committed forever, so tell me baby can we forever be together?

Menage a trois

Inspired by "Hear My Call" By Jill Scott

A smile greets my warm caramel macchiato,
surrendering, struggling to look, boooyyyyy Maya Angelou look.
A strong gust of wind interrupted my glee, slamming the glass of the front door

Impact from the wind, rattles the windows seeping into the floor boards.

This, place, can, be, quite, annoying, but I, love the ambiance and décor.
A hoe, holds- Characterrrrrr, named, Maaaaan, I love this bookstore, 

something's vibrating, oh it's my phone, 

a text, a tweet, Bill collector? see, leave a message, after the tone.

now, where was I, A hoe named Bill, 

I'm struggling with this piece. 

let me read up, oh yeah, 

mmm! Let me seee...

hmmm hmmm hmmm, hmmm hmmm Ahh! the front door swings open forcefully. 

Papers go flying, man am I jumpy, I didn't even know that my cellphone dropped

Onto the floor, right out of my pocket, my eyes fixate then focus on the target.
Tryna put it in words, what stood in the door way, my facial expression a hell of a story.

"Excuse me?" a voice shouts me out, what do I do?, please don't cuss me out.
Releasing the target from my visionary trap only to become imprisoned... oh crap!                       .

Reaching towards my cell phone, the battery, pulling at it my elbow spills my coffee.

"Undelay undelay"estupido, This man's tryna make me loose my decorum!
I feel a tap on my right shoulder coming from behind, soon embedded in my mind, 

gorgeous smile damn pearly canines.

Hand me napkins for the spill, wiping sweat from my face, fuck the coffee spill.
"Hey let me pay for another, you pick up your paper and your phone is over, there...".

Automatically, I smiled, damn, this man is beauty, intriguing to me, let me see where this could lead.

"Thank you for the coffee, you didn’t have to", "notta problem" he replied, "I really wanted to".
In my mind, I’m thinking now, how good was his decision, this is rare to find someone with pure intentions.

He reaches for his coat from the table behind me, then he winks as I look up from the coffee he bought me.
"I kinda guessed what it was, caramel macchiato, venti? You got me I lied, I read it on the side".
"By the way, the day's.. not even close to being over, think of this moment as chance for you to, do a start over".

Struck in amazement- he had a way with words, everybody falls prey to a good line of verbs.
As he puts on his coat and then starts to leave, a piece of paper falls right out from his pocket sleeve.
"Excuse me sir?" I shout, right before he walks out, then I turn the paper over to reveal what he dropped out.
Scribbled across the paper  I couldn't help but laugh, "Hoe" I'm a hoe too yes indeed.