I have journeyed the continent in search of something to freeze & ease me
When thoughts
persevere to kill me, that voice recuperates me
Inspires me
to place my flames in a bottle
I have dived
into your music a thousand times
It’s my Mary
Jane to my everyday pain
To be
specific, you’re a Pacific, Sailing Souls
I could
drown in your musical ocean and feel your emotion
Whenever I Sail
out, I reach out for your waves to take me Higher
We could
never Grow Apart like the sand & the seashore
Your music
is my seaweed, soon the globe will see your seaworthy
Perhaps fall
in love and you’ll take off like a seaplane
A diamond in
a well, I’m high off your zeal
Your petite
eyes are a hip hop bridge where lyrical angels dwell
A dynamite
about to blow, don’t let them dim your glow
Stroll on
the seawalk, Souled Out
Jhene Aiko
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