BEACH 2 REACH

Wind whispering into ear during a breeze while sitting in sand

To the left is significantly the other of this beautiful shining band

The going down sun in calming every thought is racing in mind

No conversation amidst only eyes glued to one another loving

 blind

The orange reflection is riding waves in the background setting 

mood 

Strangers are jogging past while birds begin pecking away at

 food

Wearing a white dress with red flowers running all over front and

 back

Sporting a blue button up with checkers and a nice white ironed pair of slacks 

His and her arms both in enchanting embrace fingers touching backs in lace

This position combined with silent stare activates stimulation in each adulting place

Surrounding events slowly disappear during trance and all sound’s turn mute

Her eyes began to close as she leans in to kiss, anxiously waiting he extends his flute

Closed lips open during kiss extending both tongues leading them to passionate fight

The orange sun has disappeared allowing stars to appear revealing the night 

Four hands begin to move quickly gripping soft body parts experimenting during lust

Stimulation and arousal reaches its peak while both bodies get closer in thrust

Only nature and newlyweds are left as the waves calm down to a whisper

She climbs on top of him with a smile he grasps her hips as her strokes produce blisters

Temperature rises and they both start to sweat, panting they switch positions

He removes his clothing then reaches under her dress slowly preparing to engage ignition

Her eyes read yes as she holds in her breath preparing for his force to enter

Slowly and with distilled nerves he becomes ready to transform into a man during winter

Inside a rush during erupt forces a chill to travel from top to bottom rushing 

After he lifts up slightly in search for her facial expression and sees her blushing 

Intercourse and exercise in exploration continues for hours on end until climb

She answers his uncertainty with waves gushing all over from within like rhyme 

Complimenting all of her gifts he explodes a grand finale then lays next to her brand new

Nervously smiling she lays her head upon his chest wrapping her legs around his like glue

Connected under blanket and stars they sleep in warmth after needed release

Singing birds above provide them with pleasant wake, forever they embark this feast

While picket fence and mini versions of each other come along in future time

Joy and a memory never to be forgotten creates a fairytale for them one of a kind.

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ALL HEARTS WITH MISSING FLOW

When close loved ones are called home, temporarily the heart feels empty and alone, Condolences are shared in hugs, kisses, and by phone, You’re thankful for all support but inside your emotions are stone, feelings from your inner kid runs from all of your grown, The thought of your favorite human disappearing to bone, Makes every clock on walls around you sound so loudly in tone, And every action around you slows down when you hear a sad song, Day by day that reality hits the truth replays like a movie thats long, Your standing on the other side after ping but there comes no pong, Mentally exhausted from replayed memories that drain your last strong, The more your tears build your brave tells ready they’re wrong, Knowing that your fake real cant save the temporary prolong, The rushing flood has been waiting for verification up close to be thrown, The finale is always verified with the last view of their emptied clone, The outer is present but the inner spirit was a lively lived loan, Equipped you were with the knowledge that one day this happening was prone, But the unexpected nature of not knowing how or when makes suddenly an unfair tone, Like you’re suffering more than anyone has ever thought to have known, Its like driving a brand new car with four tires that’s already blown, Your everything has stopped and is sitting in box with trimmed chrome, Service comes to replace them all, They can’t be patched there is no postpone, After sitting on the side for a while your trip resumes to its zone, Yes you are blessed to be able to roam, But it’ll never be the same travel no matter how familiar the road, You will forever feel off balance with unfamiliar load, Unable to place back together the past, It’s already towed, Always you’ll have a reserved spot for them unique after scold, Unforeseen future conversations about them will turn your frowning lips to smile by unfold, Happiness does come again just when you think it’s sold, And in that moment their spirit is there to warm the cold, That’s the push you’ll recognize that reignites your soul, This courage for eternity is your gliding float, Until your time comes to provide the same light for once missing your lively glow, This poem is a dedication to all the hearts who are currently missing their flows, Inspiration came from two of my passing members and all the CORONAVIRUS VICTIMS who met their goodbyes at the unexpected doors close! …

GHOST OF HOPE

The ghost of hope has a dark shadow trying to tell you no, but i swallow my pride and swallow that ball of fear in my throat, because i know your wings are surrounding me like the warmest coat, Listening to your voice in my head i swear your words are stored inside my  most sacred vault, I remember you were always there when i needed help the most, If you were elected for reliability i swear you’d have a million votes, Sometimes it feels like your deaths a lie and your gonna pop up and tell me it was all a hoax,  But then i drive by your house and realize it’s no longer a home , there’s only stories to tell of you to brag and boast, like the fact that if someone asked you for a piece of bread you’d give your whole loaf, Now that’s a real man who forever deserves a toast, Since you left i haven’t attended a party with a better host, i love the way your spirit leaves its windy notes, I thank God for allowing you to let your presence be known, without it i know my mind would truly explode, and my heart would weep between my beating 

pulse, Sometimes i ask God why don’t you just let me go?, I just need five minutes with him it won’t take too long, and every time i ask he tells me nope, and it makes my pressure rise 

and my temper blow, but i guess He’s got more seeds for me to sow, so i reminisce on your smile and it helps me grow, your powerful memories fuel my fires glow, why does grieving involve pain so slow, It enters through my mind and attaches to my bones, With every breath inside until it lands beneath my toes, will i ever escape the sour that tied my sweets last bow, No matter how much loss time eats memories keep serving up in my favorites bowl, sentimental treasure is that very  un-pawnable gold, No matter the hour that stands somethings will never get old, stories inside of hearts forever told, blood tied to bonded love always flows, Happiness comes to mind whenever i see your photo, Now when i see your name its my eyes favorite Logo, Your famous to me i’ll forever write to you pro-bono, Grandads voice is now my favorite solo. 

           ↜Love Iretta Hightower↝

                   ↱August 03, 2020↰

IN TUNE WITHOUT GATHER

Looking for found while seeking find

Tying loose ends caught in between bind

Waiting on forever while standing in time

Spending on worse praying for better 

Soaking up fry as you spill wetter

Looking for numbers and waiting letters

Waiting in reverse walking in drive

Already there, planning to arrive

Anticipating the bark during the bite

Stating the facts after the fight

Making the U turn after the right

Fixing the right inside the wrong

Cutting the short before the long

Singing the note before the song

Or watching the music video

Before the even record the audio

Would you take parenting before sexual pleasures

Mastering calmness under life’s pressures

You can’t laugh while you watch the coffin drop 

Pain will do what anger wants to pop 

Get caught prepared slipping unaware

Or you won’t find what wasn’t found elsewhere.

A Tear

 A TEAR MAY DROP 

A tear may drop from my eyes and land on my thighs

In a moment of exhaustion i may let out a sigh

Overwhelmed but yet my head remains high

stress of it all levitate me like  wings when I try

That’s how i remained determined to fly

My goals must reach past the sky

Aim farther each time I fall the faster i climb

Carrying new tools the weight heavier each time

Thanking God for all the blessings in line

The ones i have received motivates my mind

Faith is the strength that helps my body survive

My heart beat is an alarm for my soul to remind

That there’s a purpose i was given life

So even if i hit snooze i know after neutral is drive

I can never park or go backwards to thrive

I can only slow down or shift forward to incline

I was put here for a reason I won’t stop til I know why

CHAOSURISITY

CHAOSURIOSITY

The string is now lit, running from escaping pit, it swallows all thread as it glows, the I don’ts will walk with the do, as the vows unbreak promises are froze, familiar fiance now extinct, who invited this new person that has arose?, no more tickled bellies or twinkling eyes, now theres only left frowning nose, frightened by this new found stranger, while wearing bruises under her clothes, happiness in a brand new union, it seems now has come to a close, Date nights are a thing of the past, her highlight of the day is communication with the stove, breaking a sweat for his unworthy wants, while he plays poker with his bros, often shes alone in bed, as late nights work consist of his hoes, confronting this behavior, get’s her only shiny diamonds and a thorned rose, inside she builds with anger, infront of guest she smiles with compose, regrets sends depression to her mind, her habits changing in abru[ting flow, but he doesn’t notice, since selfish is his only goal, she ponders vengeful plans, that involves him wearing white tag on toe, no children to miss her presence, since sex he has not at home, she daydreams of his every bone, watching their wedding ta[e, wondering where wrong did it go?, she granted his every wish, and her vows has never sank below, she knows better is outside waiting, for her arrival but to divorce his answer is no, he keeps her on a legal leash, because the needed split forces him to share halving whole, it’s not about missing his companion, it’s the bond that allows him to control, after years she’s determined, to take action for once she’ll show, packing her goodbye kit, leaving planted traps behind, for the ending of his soul, in her hands she has one ticket, for the vacation she’s had on hold, swapping places now she’s first, temporarily he becomes second, mrs sweet is now mrs cold. As her flight takes off in air, the relax she craved is known. 

T . I . M . E

Time a schedule with rotation at a rate

When added pressure rises weight

How can time not be late ?

Twelve times they change our fate

Two different hands go on a date

PROGRESSING THE BEHIND

PROGRESSING THE BEHIND

Addicted to the spent time, along with the 3 words that make our hearts be mine, making us unaware of the true happiness that we could find, only if we would make our decisions based not on our emotions but, thoughts within the mind, but feelings inside the heart imprisons all the precious given in time, even after all the sour events begin by squeezing life so tightly that it begins by draining slowly like lime, Our human nature willingly downplays the awful nature of every abusing partners crime, Then we run to our loved ones with much carried embarassment wanting their napkins to soak up our whines, The rain consumes our relationships prior sunshine again they instruct us on responding to the make-up with decline, like broken record we promise “for real” our famous line, always the plan never succeeding the action to resign, this famous question constantly awaiting in confine, the answer being not simple, due to a complication with love during combine, it’s a default in our nature to act on feelings its designed, after the selection usually it’s then we contemplate as we rewind, bringing all the obvious to illuminate after the emotional saturation created blind, outsiders immediately attach the situation to weakness they assign, forgetting we’re only human and perfection for us all is not in climb, experience after tiring trials changes some of us that defaulted before to refine, no more will the “if” “and” or “buts”, get tangled in a confused process resulting bind, though it’s not often enough that we leave this problem in our past behind, as life continues this subject unfortunately for all will never transform to benign. 

GAY PROPHECY

To shame another for being true to their self and happiness they felt?

frowning upon them Because they choose not to follow the same path as you do somehow makes them less of a being yet your human too

If judgment should only be casted by the one who determines my fate, why does my journey and punishment affect you so great ?

When I arrive at my destiny it will not be you who opens those gates nor will you be the one who turns me away

You claim to want to help me out of love and show me the right way because to you my decisions and actions will haunt me always

Yet you have sinned but not great as mines and you’ve asked for forgiveness and that changed your life you feel you do no wrong because you’ve made some rights

Everything in your life is perfect compared to mines You feel you’ve been to the other side because you quote a book that says this is right

So many questions I have to ask and so many answers yet to hear so many mixed feelings and people in my ear

Telling me where to go what to do and what In to believe can I not make my own decision to choose In how to be??

Even if I agree and feel it in my soul what’s real to me my selection may be to choose to do what makes me happy I may already know what path that it will lead but may be willing to take the chance because My end is up to me

I came in this world alone and again like that I’ll leave just like you I will face my demons when thatb time comes for me

To love me is to be proud and thankful that I live and breathe and to enjoy getting to know one hundred percent of me

Until the day comes for us to part ways when my shell my soul shall leave I applaud you for following what you believe

because that brings you joy why can’t I get that in return instead of a stone thrown at me The purpose of having freedom is for me to be allowed to be me

without the hassle of feeling wrong for living my life as I intend it to be

Unconditional love should never feel discomfort it should only feel free

to blossom and never to be covered Regardless if we don’t see eye to eye and agree

to disagree our back should never turn against one another because we all are different beings….

MY GAY AMEN…

I AM A PROUD MEMBER OF THE LGBT COMMUNITY

THANKS FOR READING AND ALWAYS STAY TRUE TO YOURSELF!!

HER NON CONVICTED CRIME

Arriving at sudden she’s incapable of having good time, The unwanted Miss Dementia waves at the doctor from an x-ray displaying the mind, Answering every unknown question about the patient struggling to rewind, she’s a vicious disease who’s destroying the memories of our elderly human kind, by living inside their brain slowly eating away cells causing health to decline, confusion begins to visit bringing down the normal in behavior as prior self gets left behind, Independence becomes a problem once all knowledge concerning safety turns forget into resign, close loved ones must assist after learning dementia’s evil never will subside, emotions brewing with unsteady try to keep their tear filled cups from spilling in tide, while giving care they are forced to face reality after experiencing that first greet of unrecognized, this official meet proves that dementia exists without pride, her unpredictable actions  internally destroying every witness of her victims demise, Lurking between the waves riding every attempt at normal in disguise, bringing knowledge and wisdom into a battle unable to even beat their own compromise, rapidly changing thoughts in the midst of already confused leaving choice without confide, caregivers are left with the task of seeking out the patients true feelings in hide, frustration builds a roller coaster around the situation as patience tries not to divide, tension is a heavy burden carried by everyone’s love assisting by preventing ultimates collide, enough help becomes a goal that impossible marries with forever denied,