Category Archives: Tribal Gypsy

eyes of the world

the things my eyes have seen
I cant forget
blue grace that dances in the
recess of my membranes.
opening up a whole world of delusion
or inspiration
depending on optimism
love that surrounds me and light that energizes me.
the things my eyes have seen
I can’t unsee
from buety to the most profane
the soul of me
deeper the the recesses of the oceans
then space or infinity
alive throughthe things hidden behind

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Enhance me

My dreams are slowly changing

My life holds no laws

No real love affair

I need diversity to set me free

open minded compassion

in a sea of distrust

I need someone who understands

the ways of life

in this shallow jungle

hunted by wild animals

though they prey, I hunt

circles never ending

triangles are confusing

enhance me

let the knowledge

be born

unto my mentality

seduce me with your eyes

letting me hear

silent whispers of your soul

Intrigue me by motion

Let your body flow emotion

continue to grow

show me love of life

teach me to laugh

I promise I won’t cry

again

no, no , songs of sorrow

Hold me complete

October 16, 1995

NYC Harlem