Chasing the breeze with a kite
living in the sky
Writing, Ideas, & Stories
Chasing the breeze with a kite
living in the sky
I’m always sayin’ I won’t change but
I ain’t the same
everything is different,
and it’s for the best. Movin’ up and down
through the city, makin’ moves
fuse defused
walkin’ in my shoes.
Heavy isn’t it?
Can’t pick up the phone
it’s to heavy, wait until quarter till
and drop the call.
Not even a hint of regret
it’s the cold that gives me pause,
and the hint of your paws
that drops my jaw.
But is it enough-
I can’t complain,
don’t know what you’re missin’
shame on you-
another ones trash
is another ones treasure,
momma said that once
and I keep hittin’ that thrift store
shop till ya drop
and I’ll give
when I wasn’t asked-
that’s on me
I don’t need to lie no more
Nowadays all I do is shine, take a breathe and ease my mind.
It’s funny to look back-
been living there for a while,
the road was stunted, never had a way out.
Could have said no, and I never would have ended up here.
Normal life, normal job, normal wife
nothing wrong with that-
just a laugh thinking what it was and
who I was, and I’m far from normal.
The desert groomed me, treated me
left bruises- hidden deep and deeper
ocean wishes it was this deep
and this is wild
wonder who is wearing those old shoes-
those idle barring fools.
A time I would be envious
was a jeep driving Seven
and now- I’m chasing your dreams.
The one on the painted glass-
but it was your sight
that give me my foresight
It ain’t 2009 no more
Yeah, I know what’s behind that door
Feel like I do this in my sleep
Literally, I do this in my sleep
Chef is still at the palace,
home cookin’
she is awaitin’ her meal,
sweet savory
just a princess,
a princess and she’s becoming a Queen today,
fresh livin’.
They’ll write about who she was
and tell stories of who she is
and I’ll let you know how close they are.
sticking it out-
at the end of the day it’s not your day.
Chasing a speeding bullet,
it’ll only catch light before the bullseye.
He’ll see it to late, regret the steps
and the admiration,
before the day becomes second to his stained carpet.
Chances, dime a dozen
and you’re a ten
Picturing my visions as you look inside my cornea,
it’s my sight of it all
something oh so grand
to be so strong, you’re an angel
you’re my euphoria,
when your lips
locked onto mine
I was yours.
and when you’re mine
I won’t let you go.
I got a bone to pick like roses
I ain’t feelin’ broken no more-
I haven’t stopped, you’re playing twenty-five eight
self-torture, self-care is on the list- though.
and I’d put some money on forever
still swimming like an ocean
no second hand- beating yourself up
this is something serious.
and I know it’s up to me
ball in my court, keeping score
crossing lanes new and new
and you’ll play from time to time.
and the walls keep gettin’ wider, I just hope I never find ’em
no, no and these are my wings
a second to adjust and take off
and I’ll shoot.
Said, you just don’t know how beautiful you are
and baby that’s my favorite part
walkin’ in a petal dance
of tulips carefree and effortlessly
and I’ll watch every step
you’re an angle to my eyes
you walk around so clueless to it all
like nobody gonna break your heart
and I won’t baby girl
it’s all mine and my precious sweetheart
and I’ll take my time
my love won’t go
and it’ll be alright babe, see, me, I got you covered
I’m gon’ be your lover, you might be the one
and I’d give anything to keep
how priceless that is
step by step and dancing slow
and worth every penny
if it’s only tonight, ayy, we don’t need to worry
we ain’t in a hurry, rushin’ into love.
Baby you could wear my hat
if you got something to match-
the door was never open, or was it just a crack
and a seep of wind and breeze catches scent
and it’s amazing
hold the door open I’m gonna live here
the dreamy life of a loved one
and the life I want.