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"SWEET DREAMS" - Harlem

Everynight ~
I dream the same dream,
Of a beautiful, black angel
A beautiful, black queen.

Her features are as lovely
As a starry summer night,
Whenever I think of her
My dreams often take flight.

To a distant land
That compliments here beauty,
I must really admit
That my angel`s a cutie.

With beautiful eyes
With beautiful hair,
My beautiful, black angel
Is beautiful everywhere.

Without her presence
In all of my dreams,
I`d end up insane
Without my beautiful, black queen


"FALSE PROMISES" - Harlem

Born with the gift of gab...
Is what makes me, ME....
Is it my smile, my swag, my demeanor??
Or the fact i was on MTV.....

Bottomline, I speak the truth...
Truth being whatever it may...
Do i say what you want to hear??
Or do you hear what you wish I'd say??

Not the seller of dreams, or false promises....
Those are all checked, at the door...
If you dont want to be bothered with me...
What are you still checking me for??

You try to read my mind....
When i tell you what is real...
Guessing that's never enough....
Because you tend to question me still...

So, i guess this "Dream" is done...
No more "Dreams" will i "Weave"....
Doing whatever it takes....
To give you the room to "Breathe"....



"POETIC HOMICIDE" - Harlem

I was introduced to "Love"...
Pretty Complexion, Beautful smile...
Sexy voice, and Flirtatious ways...
Something thats been missing for awhile...

Personality was warmer than Spring...
So to let "Love" in was an easy thing...
Enjoying the times we spent on the phone...
Wating to Hear my "Loves" ringtone...

Conversations often ran as deep...
Like the Oceans of the World...
Living hundreds of miles from each other...
But will to do anything to have "Love" share my world...

Things were great, given the circumstances...
Same books, pages, lines, and phrases...

Slowly I realized...
Things werent going as planned...
Losing my grip on "Love"...
Due to the mixed feelings "Love" had for another man...

All this time thinking...
Thats "Love" was on my side...
"Poetic Homicide" committed by "Love"...
Guess "Love" wasnt willing to fight...



"A DREAM" - Harlem

As Tender of a Kiss
From her lips may be
Nothing has ever felt the way
I felt when she kissed me

Pleasantly surprised by
Her Aggressively sexy ways
Daydreams of her kiss
Lasted several days

A Passion filled kiss
Paralyzing from head to toe
Definitely had me question
How far would our night go

Wondering how it would end
With a kiss, or with more
Going with the flow
Is all I could ask for

Caressing her body
Was more than enough for me
Also thinking how sexy it was
when she fell asleep on top of me

The next morning looking over
I almost couldn't believe
That the kisses from her lips
Were all just a dream

Falling just as fast
As a star in the sky
This crush has me nuts
Making my blood pressure rise.

Now all I can think about
Is her warm, wet kiss
Feeling it from my toes
All the way to my fingertips

Latest Thoughts of her kiss
Makes it harder and harder to breathe
Daydreams went from lasting days
To lasting several weeks.




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