Friday, September 4, 2009

Her Art Of War

If your enemy is secure at all points, be prepared for him. If he is in superior strength, evade him. If your opponent is temperamental, seek to irritate him. Pretend to be weak, that he may grow arrogant. If he is taking his ease, give him no rest. If his forces are united, separate them. If sovereign and subject are in accord, put division between them. Attack him where he is unprepared, appear where you are not expected.

Her anger also made her cautious in a protective way.
Always much work with needed
Play
Questions…
Only answer: time
Shit…..im mean Shoot!
i want u to have me tie up like a 3 piece suit
sweet honey, rich chocolate...ill eat all ur scoops
yea i have a thing 4 u, more like a sweet tooth
You said u love it tasted
So I wont waste it
Ask beavis ill give u nothing butt head.
As u lay in this bed, playing house
So I 8 u out
like hands on a clock
Birds sing & mock
imma give u all my affection,
so i crush harder
more cupid arrows now shown on ur radar
i wanna have u on charters,
im want u with me,
let me take u farther
but dont ever miss me im in ur heart,
never 2 far
look up at night im ur brightest star
ur perfect I’ll weather ur storm....ill stand ur winds
other Guy's just fall back
shall I meet ur ends?
in ur game i wont cheat
just trying to be ur MVP.
if i cant get u now imma try again
even when i accomplish it
ill still do it a gain
cuz i only have u to Gain.
not a quitter...but ill seek ya
u r love, my oxygen within
i wont libra
i mean leave ya
Daisy's odor wat come to mind, ur my softest teddy...Yuup Bear
blessed u r, shaking off the
fakery
tickery
& fuckery
showing no stress physically,
beautiful mind
politically correct
mentally.
u never do get drunk,
just accidentally over served or verbally dyslexic.
a Verbal Terminator,
Ms.1913
numerically superior
CRIMSON & CREAM DREAM
Click-a-dee....tock
Grandfather goes off 8 mins be4 my hour
yea the clock
accept these words with no intellectual
Block...
let me remove ur legoes around ur heart
turn those in a castle with the strongest of gates
un-locked
melt the key,
BOO!
meant as a nickname, not to scare u
cant wait to watch u in ur Vickies PJs
Pink....
Ya brand new.
Strawberry Cough….all chocked up
Clears throat, tongue cant find words like
Swine flu
Ur fly & im an egg in ur cuckoo
nest
the bar is raise for simplistic-lee
the best
hell…….we at 1912
ur NEXT,
play in my head
body shaped my time
a Dame not a dime
gluteus to the maximus
anatomically very flexible
sensual
i wanna move, sit front row
not balcony
you know?
wanna great veiw
or Her-Story
art of war...a live show
babe a 10 man
& imma tin-man
homeless heart now has its own
housing
reach out, now we’re holding hands...
iWish this emotional high never forever
lands
i want her on my side like love
handles
handle me with care,
i know, life’s a
gamble
so i risk all, never fold
love was blind but ur something hold
to feel on
decoded my soul
cup runneth over… full love
you know?
The emotions i feel makes my soul
dance
i dont just ask u to join
but more so a request of a precoital
rhythmic
experience.
wanting the finer things out of life
overly susceptible to marketing ploys.
taste of my next wife
fist full of tears now dried & wiped clean
I feel lather, covered
no longer feeling like a ship without a rudder
U wanna live where the vacationer go
frence
Dreams of Yachts & thousand foot sail boats
Fancy
ll n'est rien de réel que le rêve et l'amour.
Nothing is real but dreams and love
change my relationship facebook status
she makes others look simple
example comparing a Phantom 2 a
Saturn
honey wings orange chicken lo mein meals
bottles of expensive cognac
when u blink, the world blinks back.
Ur my opportunity disguised as a challenge.
U there 4 thru it all
More
More
& more shit
This is my James Patterson diction
this poem isn't really a poem.
It's a portrait,”
u shot my heart with a tommy gun of love.....
scared my face of tony's dream
forever flown Forward Progression
house of cards a mess
a deck of cards with no aces all luck gone
thanks babe, i feel re Borne.
Ur more than a Blue print
More like a map for em
Be Warned
2day is that day
In this game
u all ready begun
Dreams
u
me
us
1
grey skies
Miss
First name Boss
Last Name Ton.
Her art of war
I was wining but
U Won!

You know what charm is: a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. Choose a goal for which you are willing to exchange a piece of your life. A piece of my soul, playing parts…..memorizing my role, ur the eagle on top my flag’s pole. Her Art of War Story, chpt 1 told, now Closed.

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