Re: Word Vomit In midnights when you look me up
and involuntarily begin blessing me with the
lyric of your subconscious
you always end it with apology
you call it word vomit
and if that’s the case then
that means you swallowed the passion in my sentences
and your insides couldn’t take it
i was too patron for you
too 1800 strong for you
see in my sleep I dreamt of you
but in my dreams I slept with you
right there next to me
sharing the same breath
so close in naked stillness
that the spaces between us trembled and
wetness was all around us
like Katrina had come back to visit
and it was nothing sexual at all
it was so transcendental that your inner being
came out and rose above me
and challenged me to love you better
than anyone had ever done
and I accepted
because I wanted with you what chrisette called golden
but not that exactly because gold’s too soft
and I cant take the chance of this love bending
so lets call it platinum
and they can try to scratch it up but they’ll never dent it
and when they’re finished
exhausted from trying to disassemble this thing
we’ll take it and clean it and shine it
and wear it like wedding rings
but just the metaphor
cuz we don’t need a symbol to represent
the factuality of our shit
where love is so pure that I have
past future perfect visions of things that aint even happened yet
slow dancing with you on my kitchen countertop
to the music our parents made love to
making love to you in ways
our parents never would’ve thought to do
see I wanna reach inside of you with my hands and pull out your love
spread my face in it and go through my day
letting your affection drip from my chin
drying and casing my skin along the way
questions coming, like maybe she’s born with
or maybe its cover girl
no baby she’s in love with this girl
if you said follow me to the moon
I’d make you wait for me while I built us a rocketship
to make our trip that much smoother
I was created to make your life uncomplicated
but if youre regurgitating the things im telling you
instead of retaining it then obviously
i haven’t stated my mission clearly enough
and the execution of my intention isn’t real enough to you
when I said "not now" I thought that implied I was coming back for you
and if I gotta swim laps or chase trains
stow-away in planes or give every penny I’ve ever made to an international taxi cab
i'm coming, red eye to our lovespace
and involuntarily begin blessing me with the
lyric of your subconscious
you always end it with apology
you call it word vomit
and if that’s the case then
that means you swallowed the passion in my sentences
and your insides couldn’t take it
i was too patron for you
too 1800 strong for you
see in my sleep I dreamt of you
but in my dreams I slept with you
right there next to me
sharing the same breath
so close in naked stillness
that the spaces between us trembled and
wetness was all around us
like Katrina had come back to visit
and it was nothing sexual at all
it was so transcendental that your inner being
came out and rose above me
and challenged me to love you better
than anyone had ever done
and I accepted
because I wanted with you what chrisette called golden
but not that exactly because gold’s too soft
and I cant take the chance of this love bending
so lets call it platinum
and they can try to scratch it up but they’ll never dent it
and when they’re finished
exhausted from trying to disassemble this thing
we’ll take it and clean it and shine it
and wear it like wedding rings
but just the metaphor
cuz we don’t need a symbol to represent
the factuality of our shit
where love is so pure that I have
past future perfect visions of things that aint even happened yet
slow dancing with you on my kitchen countertop
to the music our parents made love to
making love to you in ways
our parents never would’ve thought to do
see I wanna reach inside of you with my hands and pull out your love
spread my face in it and go through my day
letting your affection drip from my chin
drying and casing my skin along the way
questions coming, like maybe she’s born with
or maybe its cover girl
no baby she’s in love with this girl
if you said follow me to the moon
I’d make you wait for me while I built us a rocketship
to make our trip that much smoother
I was created to make your life uncomplicated
but if youre regurgitating the things im telling you
instead of retaining it then obviously
i haven’t stated my mission clearly enough
and the execution of my intention isn’t real enough to you
when I said "not now" I thought that implied I was coming back for you
and if I gotta swim laps or chase trains
stow-away in planes or give every penny I’ve ever made to an international taxi cab
i'm coming, red eye to our lovespace
In daylight when I look you up
and uncontrollably bring my hearts words
to the forefront of my conscious pen
I end it with apology
and call it word vomit
but that's only the case because I'm so full of the passion in your sentences
that I can't help but regurgitate it like good news
it's not too strong for me
it's so right it can't be wrong for me I...
often wonder if we really meet in our dreams
if our hearts and minds feel the same things
REM giving way to we
with matching drums as heartbeats
exposed but encapsulated in this thing
outside matter repelled
like the waves around us are a force field
like we were in the midst of Katrina without a faulty dam
and it may not have been sexual but it was for damn sure a mind fuck
cuz I had multiple cerebral orgasms
then looked down at you from the top of the highest one
and just wanted you to be there with me
so I pulled you up and made u come...
like no one had ever done...
and you let me take you there
because I wanted to prove to you
that what we had wasn't golden like Chrisette
but more of a body and soul thing like Anita
or a daydreaming thinkin' of you thing like Aretha
but not really cuz daydreams imply
that this thing is an impossibility
and I'll be damned if this ain't real
so let's call it a bliss induced picture of future reality
that's already been painted in the sky and written with the stars
and nobody will be able to touch it
cuz their arms don't stretch that far
and when they exhaust all Icorice like attempts to touch our Orion
we'll look at them and laugh cuz our shit will still be shinin'
and fuck eternity bands we'll just kneel on Saturn's rings
and thank God for the synodic nature of this thing
where perfect love is so possible
that we can safely plan our 10 year anniversary
undulating with you in our oversized bathtub
creating our own damn music
formulating the songs our kids parents made love to
exploring things so foreign our kids would be embarrassed if they knew
See, all I want is for you to reach inside me
extract my core like sap from a tree
wear my soul like a scarf to keep your neck warm
keep u that way
heat you up so your face remains red the whole day
answering all questions with ease cuz I make u feel easy, breezy, and beautiful
and not give a damn cuz frankly I'm in love with you too
And I wouldn't ask you to follow me to the moon
if I didn't have a map and some tools
cuz I know u like to make me comfortable
and who am I not to let you
I was created to complete you.
and even though I spit this back to you
every sound you have ever made permeates my pores
I hear you and I know what u say is true
and I know u said not now with the intentions of coming back.
But saying not now don't mean I don't love u now
just as much as I will when you return
See, I don't want u to swim laps I got a boat baby
and if you're trying to catch a train I got my SUV blocking the tracks
u ain't gotta stow-away on no planes I got u a first class ticket
and I owe u a cab ride anyway
so any time any day
u get ready I'm prepared to meet you half way
and we can continue on to our lovespace
together.
Yeah...
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