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SiLEnCe..

cmaysonet — Thu, 10 Dec 2009 03:06:41 +0000

Oh that sleep would keep me, bells beckon from afar

A drink of life and dark aromas tender voices offer

Tables set do fill me and the presence of your words

Friends, lovers, strangers seeking my discourse

Walls alive with sounds of music birds hum along

Clock’s hand dancing circles witness from above

Noises slowly blossom with clutter in my head

Words uttered cease, sounds no longer heard

Oh that God would keep me in Silence

ONe NiGhT oF LOve

cmaysonet — Tue, 08 Dec 2009 22:08:17 +0000

Is it black or white? Is it good or bad? Are you honest or a liar? Do I accept or reject? Will I still love you tomorrow?

Floods of emotions you bring me tonight, a safe haven my heart and body find with you. Your hands explore me and reach my high places. My guards have shattered, without force you free my control.

I awake again as your breath returns and watch your content an effortless thrill. I rest tonight with love at my bosom but a fool I’ve become to sleep.

Sadness smiles at me a familiar friend refusing to leave. Doubts are my pillow and sheets restore bars as I slowly push you away, one more time.

LoVE n tHE CIty

cmaysonet — Sun, 06 Dec 2009 04:42:19 +0000

Destiny, do I believe in it or is it just wishful thinking? How was I to know when I left my home this morning that I would bump into him again. I find myself thinking , is this a coincidence or is it destiny? Why am I struggling with this one after feeling and wondering about this many times before. Is it my great need to meet that person who I believe is going to be the one to make me ’completely happy’ and satisfy me in every area? A million thoughts go through my mind as I board the bus in route to Brooklyn on this very rainy morning. We greet each other once again though it has been some time since I saw him last. “Haven’t seen you in a while” , he says, and I tell him it’s because I’ve taken the train to the city lately. I notice right away that he looks different, it’s his new haircut nice and short , the way I like it. All of a sudden I find him attractive and wonder if he feels the same. I take my seat not too close as I prefer to stay a mystery at this time. He continues to drive, I imagine the same route he’s repeated over and over for who knows how long. We remain silent with each other but my mind is not still, it will not give me peace unless I receive a sign that this is meant to be, that I am to know this man as more than just a bus driver. My stop is coming up and I get up to leave. As I pass by him to say good-bye he grabs my arm and tells me “Have a Great Day”. I look down at his hand on my arm which he casually removed then I look up and smile as if receiving an invitation to a great party. I say, “by the way I like your haircut, that’s how I like it”, then looked away as I gracefully stepped off the bus. That was nice I thought as I walked into Dunkin Doughnuts to get my usual cup of coffee. Wonder when I’ll see him again? Will he invite me to dinner? Will we talk more next time or will he remain silent from shyness? I wanted to know the answer to these questions in my head. But then I knew right away that destiny needed more testing.

‘LoVE n tHE CIty

cmaysonet — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 03:24:52 +0000

Woke up this morning and immediately felt that something was different about today. Just a sense of urgency and excitement as if something new was about to happen. Same routine-get ready for work, feed precious (my grey parrot) make my bed and rush out to try to make the ‘L’ train that will take me to 8th avenue and 14th Street Immediately I am hit with the first breeze of cold air as I step outside but with it I also feel this warm and happy feeling deep inside of me so overwhelming and I, just have to smile. I smile, sometimes inwardly all the way to work as I observe everyone on the train. Some are cramped against each other, others stare at their feet or whatever they can focus on to get them through this ride. I feel happy to be here in New York City, I think to myself , as I get off the train and start walking across the street toward 10th avenue. Everyone is in such a rush almost bumping into each other as they pass and they’ll never know who that person could have been. Someone famous maybe, a friend, co-worker or maybe even that person destiny will have us meet.