Prophetic Poems Of A Love Affair

Prophetic poems of a love affair

This page is several poems/lyrics I wrote a couple years ago, right at the very beginnings of a very deep relationship. Only now have I looked back at them, and remembered how far back some things go…

• Index
• [1] Prophetic Jabbertalky
• [2] To fall or not to fall…
• [3] Yearning
• [4] Prophetic Jabbertalky II
• [5] Who's on first?

[1]

Prophetic Jabbertalky

 I have such bad timing,
 Bad timing with you,
 Bad timing,
 Placement,
 And geography too,
 Bad timing on love,
 Plagues me today,
 As it's plagued me for years,
 To my great dismay,
 But at least with you,
 It's something new,
 I love you tons,
 And you love me too,
 We've equally hopeless,
 And don't know what to do,
 A suppose it's more the /how/,
 Of which I don't have a clue,
 Maybe you're right,
 Perhaps in our seekings,
 We'll find no one better,
 To understand our speakings,
 And in a few years,
 We'll come back to each other,
 And find we truly can be,
 The sickest of sickening love birds.
 But is the real problem,
 That it's too close to perfect,
 It's soo damn swell,
 And it would work too well,
 And be too long lasting,
 Be too much an ending,
 When we'd rather be beginning,
 So our paths can keep bending?
 But perhaps that's the point,
 Perhaps that's enough,
 Even though it may really mean,
 Losing this love,
 Letting it slip away,
 In an effort to delay,
 What we don't want quite yet,
 But will die for some day.

[2]

To fall or not to fall…

 Bec's got little phrases,
 That we call "becca-isms"
 If ya scrunch that together,
 You get the word "bisms"
 Do that with mine,
 And it comes out "Zisms"
 But my main man Jake,
 He's the best….
 His phrases are, uh… "Prisms"
 Now on to another topic,
 That I'd like to discuss,
 This thing we call "love"
 That causes such a fuss,
 Me and bec' we've got problems,
 We've got convolutions,
 A few more days apart,
 and we'll be put in institutions,
 No it's really not that bad,
 Not that bad at all,
 It's just a question,
 Of how fall we take the fall,
 She lives in Georgia,
 I live in Philly,
 I know, your thinking,
 Is that so? Oh really.
 We haven't really know each other,
 For very long at all,
 But we've quickly become close friends,
 And we're both friends with all a yall,
 We're kinda in love with one another,
 But she won't be my lover,
 If only she could see one of us,
 As her long lost brother.
 She says she's not ready,
 To settle on one guy,
 But waiting a couple years,
 Will surely make me cry,
 I could dive in now,
 Or try to dive out,
 But delay will be stagnation,
 And that would make me scream and shout,
 If I decide to love her,
 And wait a few years,
 Will she find another lover,
 Who thinks she's all his?
 So much for women,
 Maturing before men,
 But am I ready either?
 Would I have been ready then?
 So much pain,
 In my life I've endured,
 Will it make me settle for nothing,
 'cause nothing can be insured?

[3]

Yearning

 Sweet, sweet lover,
 Finger licking good,
 Do this work,
 I know I should,
 I'll see her soon,
 But not soon enough,
 Months last years,
 When you're in love,

 You licker of places,
 Below my belly,
 You knower of places,
 Within my mind,
 Thoughts of these things,
 Turn my heart to jelly,
 What's the next tender place,
 You, my love, will find?

[4]

Prophetic Jabbertalky II

 Neiter loved either,
 More than the other,
 But we decided finally,
 We couldn't be lovers.
 She wanted many,
 I wanted one.
 I wanted intensity,
 She wanted fun.
 I twisted in agony,
 Composure came undone,
 And I cried,
 I cried,
 I cried.

[5]

Who's on first?

 
 She loved me,
 but I loved her,
 but her loved him,
 and him loved her.
 So him and her were happy,
 And I and she were sad,
 so I and she tried eachother,
 and that was very bad,
 'cause she loved me but I loved her,
 and now she, at me, is mad.

 Now I love another she,
 and this other she,
 well, she loves me,
 and for this I'm very glad,
 but it hasn't been too easy,
 Infact parts have been quite bad.
 Cause I loved this she,
 and she loved me,
 but he liked she,
 and she liked him,
 and she also liked yet another him,
 usually know as Other Him.
 And other him's bother,
 would have jumped to be she's lover.
 To make things worse,
 Him was my best friend,
 and other him was him's other best friend,
 and him and other him,
 but fortunately not other him's brother,
 (god help us had there been another)
 were all at him's house toguther!!!
 But it all worked out,
 cause he liked she,
 and she liked him and him,
 but l loved she,
 and she loved me,
 and without eachother's constant love,
 unhappy we'd both be. 

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