Being anxious is what gets you nothing.
Wanting what others have
Yearning for a deeper connection
With that unknown other
Is what keeps you awake at night.
It causes the tossing and turning.
That sad flush in your cheeks
When an old flame succeeds at what
You cannot seem to attain.
Patience is the currency of success
But, how much patience can one have?
The answer is: As much as you allow yourself.
With a heart that screams,
“Let me be loved! Let me be held!â€
And a brain that screams back
“Let me be respected, Let me be cherished!â€
Should be one harmonious voice
And without patience and respect for one’s self,
It is all just a cacophonous clatter.
Let me be cherished and valued
Should be the homophonous symphony.
Let the beat match the tempo.
Let the tempo match the melody.
Let the melody match my heart.
This is the music of life.
This is what we all live for.
Coach the chorus of your being
To be the golden superior entity
That lies within your body.
And you will recognize when you have met your match
Because, this music that lies within the two of you,
Will be complimentary to each other.
This music in your souls
Will match in tempo
Match you eye to eye
Heart to heart
Connecting intellect to intellect
Connecting mind to matter
One tune complimenting the other
Bringing out the best in each musical mastery
And then, you might liken
The holding of your counterpart’s hand
To the caressing of ivory piano keys
The sweet plucking of an acoustic guitar
The deep hum of a bass or drum
Real and viable
Confirming your soul’s ideals
Playing the music of your life.
I have the raddest little sister.
La will always be my number one lady
These are the girls I love.
BOWIE a.k.a. BoDizzle BoDawg....I prefer BowMasterFlex. She owns you.
