Beautiful Feat. Jill Scott.

You love me especially different.

Every time you keep me on my feet

Happily excited bout..

It was your voice that I fell in love with.

That first phone call made me sing notes that I didn't know I could reach.

It was like heaven saying hello.

It was like my body completely filled with your harmonic tongue

And I hung onto every word.

Swinging like church bells.

Yes, there was something biblical about

The way you pronounced my name.

As if it was made for your mouth.

As if it was a perfect fit.

As if it had never been said before.

I closed my eyes and pictured myself

Dancing alone with your voice,

Opened them and saw you..

And your cologne, your hands, your smile, your intelligence

Caught me off guard

Completely losing my balance

Falling into your smile

Amazed by how well your hands fit into mine

Getting lost in what blue and yellow had birthed in your eyes

It was lovely.

Your stole away every ex boyfriends name from my vocabulary

Just so I wouldn't compare them to you

Built bridges across your tongue

So every time we kissed it was like walking towards the sun

Bee's could not have stung me harder than your love did.

My love.

You woo me, Your court me, You tease me, You please me

You school me, Give me things to think about..

You were a compilation of composition books.

Rhymes entangled in a genius mind.

Musically inclined to the beat your heart chimed.

Perfectly undefined.

I had gotten to used to found, that I had forgotten what it felt like to find.

You were present tense

First person

Opening sentence

Thesis statement

Parentheses Love close parentheses

Quote I love you end quote

Citation you

Page us

Period.

Myriad times infinity could not equal my love for you.

Cruelly head over heels.

Madly infatuated

Intoxicatingly in love with every part of you

And everything I do not know I swear I will learn to love too..

Cuz you invite me, you cowrite me, you love me, you like me

For everything that I was and wasn't.

Flawlessly loved my flaws because you understood me.

Recognized my lyrics because they fit perfectly with your melody

We sang in perfect tune; harmonious kisses in June; in tune with your soul

I had no control over these feelings.

You filled me like a poem full of similes.

Silly of me to try to compare you because

You're such an incomparable thing.

Incite me to chorus...

Sing away my past because you are now.

And you are beautiful.

Like afros

Like hip hop

Like Billie Holiday

Like the middle of spring

Like Lauryn Hill

Like green eyes

Like palms

Like melancholy love songs

Like photography

Like poetry

Like art

You are beautiful like beauty never existed until you created it.

You are beautiful.

Love, Tianamonique

MIYM #20

Roads end with signs that never make any sense. And green lights only make it harder to leave. So i am stuck in between stop and go. Left with these blank maps telling me to move. But I am so stuck in yesterday’s left that I’ve forgotten how to turn right in today. Fallen victim to misguided promises and melancholy love songs and the radio keeps playing those sad tunes that I used to hum to myself everytime you left. Mr. Right was never your forte anyways, and being in love was far too complicated for us to comprehend, so we pretended to know where we were going when really we were lost from the very beginning. I thought I left footprints so I could follow them back home, but every time I tried to trace them, they led me back to you. I have searched and searched, trying to find the signs. You were a right that went so wrong. This is a street that cannot be travelled alone. All that is left at the end is heartache and loneliness and I am done walking by myself. Words keep me company enough to fill the void your voice can no longer fill.

you left. so I write.

I Be Nine.

Sandpaper Walls.

I wish I could have built walls for you my dear.

You have become the victim of stricken winds

That refuse to understand your beauty.

You are that but a grain of sand

And he has always been your weakness.

You stray from the comfort of

Beaches to be blown away by

Winds that claim they will protect you.

But I watch as he picks you up and blows

You in whichever direction he choses,

And painfully I watch you lose yourself to the

Mouth of an ocean who never took the time

To learn how to pronounce your name.

He was never the image that love has painted,

Instead he is a mirage of what pain has created.

Distancing yourself from reality only to swim

Within his lies.

I wish I could have built walls for you.

Walls tall enough to keep his eyes hidden.

Walls tight enough so that his

Scent could not seep through the cracks.

I wish I could have protected you.

I wish I could have changed the seasons

So that the winds were not so heavy on your fingertips.

Again, he has swept through and taken your strength.

He has poisoned your mind to make you think

That you are the lucky one.

Made you believe that without him

You were just another grain of sand.

Another insignificant piece of land,

So you lost your motive to stand strong.

Dug up your roots and pretended not to hear

Us calling your name -

Or maybe you have forgotten what it sounds like.

It is true - I have been struck by harsh winds many times

And I sadly have the scars to prove it.

But I have built these walls perfectly.

They are made with tiny grains of sand.

Millions upon millions stacked upon one another

Dampened with the tears i've cried for years.

My lovely grains of sand, who have stood beside me

On night's where I thought I would crumble.

Days that I thought would never end.

Hour's that I thought would hold me hostage.

Minutes that took my breath away.

Seconds that I will never get back.

I wish I could have built walls for you.

To keep him out.

To keep us in.

To help you remember your name when he

Misplaced it.

To keep your beauty somewhere safe.

To have shielded you from the

Harsh winds his fists blow.

I wish.

But I know that if I did, he would find another way in.

You would leave trails for him.

And we, the tiny of grains of sand that have always loved you, would be left

Wondering where it was you went.

So again, we will watch from the other side

As you drift away with your wind,

And pray that one day you regain the strength

To build your own walls.

Love, Tianamonique.