Thursday, August 28, 2008

Girl of my Dreams

It's hard to picture the girl of my dreams

When they're often portrayed as light skinned video vixens

In a fluttering white dress

Floating across clouds

Like it's the sun Jesus' revealing out

They're just dreams and girls are reality

Vixens are false reality while

Crazy bitches and Drama queens are as real as it gets..

And yet in the end, what the media has revealed to me

Was hard to believe

Because what my eyes conceived to me

Happened to be the girl of my dreams

She loves hip hop from the top notch MC's

To the bass dropping booty popping beats

Or soothing melodies

She loves are to the fullest extent

Photography, music, fine art, street art, even novel romance

She loves staying at home to chill and watch movies on the TV screen

And stay up to the crack of 8 just to finish a game of Monopoly

She loves to go to the beach and listen to the waves wrestle against the sea shore

Or stay locked in my arms to stay warm while the rain pours

She loves to eat anything from burritos, In-N-Out burgers, TGIF, to fine cuisine

Without even tripping about gaining a thing

And she loves my momma's cooking

She loves to talk, have fun and listen

Have a couple of bumps and fights here and there but make up in the end

She loves to make me happy when I'm sad or help me breathe when I'm stressed

And take my bullshit when I want to get things off my chest

She loves me for who I am and what I would be

And I could love her now to infinity

Looking back and to as far as I can see, you are the girl of my dream.

___________.(sign your name here if you wanna be my girl of my dreams ^^)

2 comments:

Vi said...

This poem is soo good! haha. I wish I could write like that.

Hieu Nasty! said...

i love the way you write xD seriously tho, you're your own author and i enjoy your blogs all the time