SUMMERSATION

“Summersation” 

The definition of a Summersation, is being faced with the temptation, 

of leaving your relation...ship, I hope this gives you more insight as we take a trip, 

To the warmest season of the year, when things aren't at all what they appear, 

leaving behind something so sincere, for something near, “what do we have here?” 

Is this a sign from up above, or is this just Lust over Love...so far gone, 

Caught in between, questioning myself; “do I spring forward or do I fall back?”, 

Of course everything looks good under the sun, when the heat is beaming through our cerebrum, 

playing tricks...being so evil, showing delusions that has us seeing optical illusions, 

being so farsighted, overlooking what’s right in front of you, for an unimaginable view, 

that can be hear today, gone tomorrow, that's only motivated under solar power, 

Sure...the winter might be over now, but its gonna come back around, 

Make sure you grab a hold...of what's real, or be left out in the cold...asking what's the deal? 

Looking in the mirror interrogating yourself; “did I just fill a seasonal infatuation?” 

Downgrading the stability of solid foundation, for what you now know as a summersation?

Filling In The __________

I ____________ you. At times I ____________ you, I really ____________ you. Do you see the way I ____________ you? Do you feel the way I ____________ you? Ever since I ____________ you, I ____________ you. Every time I ____________ you or when I ____________ you, that’s the way I ____________ you. If only you knew the way I ____________ you, you would understand the reason why I ____________ you the way I ____________ you. So every time you think about me and the way I ____________ you, know that’s why I ____________ you.

*each blank does not have to be the same word.

Dehumidification

“Dehumidification”

“clearing the air”

Sent you a message on facebook like every other day,

and you can’t even reply, inquiring like which way…do we go from here?

My reply to the ongoing thread is not really sure, but I feel the end is near,

it’s been weeks of weeks of agree to disagree, somewhere our signals got crossed,

I say; “I love you”, you say; “you miss me”, c’mon is this really an issue?

or is it the word love that we consistently misuse and abuse,

because we say it so much that it has lost most of it’s potency,

Maybe it is some of this and some of that, I guess I just lost track…

in other words, I’m just so confused, You saw it as all or nothin’,

I saw the vision as all or somethin’…special through my eyes,

never did you realize what was once your past,

was one of  the reasons I was here, the potentially help you unmask…those feelings,

but you treated your first like your last, all I did was ask,

but straight answers I never got,

I guess it’s safe to say the numbers game played a part, maybe the reason we grew apart,

mixed signals from the start, which synced my heart under siege,

optimistic, maybe it will comeback, but before we land, drop the oxygen mask and let it breath,

got a slight layover in reminiscent city, just a few hours, but it makes me think so much about ours,

and what we had, a couple years plus, which is now just a thing of the past,

I guess you were blinded with your thoughts of me having ulterior motives…

really? Through the unconditional love & care, I just never noticed,

for you to even entertain the thought, just to misplace the blame,

definitely after that comment, my mental was never the same,

you were my heart of hearts & didn’t even know it,

I don’t understand when all I ever did was show it,

Emotionally detached at the heart, now what was, is so far gone,

In closing, if you somehow thought this was a subliminal taken at you,

let me get out of your rearview, signal on, switching lanes, moving right past you.

In My Heart of Hearts

“In My Heart of Hearts”

How can you chase through your mind what doesn’t wanna be caught,

eluding the capture with every thought,

Attempting to find the right thing to say, that hasn’t already been said,

by the time the message gets from the right side of your brain,

to the tip of your tongue, it was just a mere figment in your head,

 In my mind, as the vivid images replay from throughout the day,

of what I would say, if I could get those precious moments back my way,

So many scenarios of how it could’ve played out,

Like this or that, or like that or this,

no matter which way, just know its another opportunity missed,

Once again, I’m left to follow your lead, down the road of the mislead,

getting ever so close, within your reach, before your actions expressed protest,

only to succumb to your playful heart of emotions that impede potential progress,

is it the thrill of the chase, or the agony you cause from the challenge...

is a question asked numerous times to me, myself and I,

but I guess the more appropriate question is why…

must you string me along this road that is ever so long,

with what seems like endless turns, avoiding the main streets,

settling for the back roads of valley’s & peaks,

and if its a mind boggling roller coaster ride that you seek…

I think I’ll sit this one out and be more discreet…but in closing,

Message to the chaser; sooner or later you’ll sit back and evaluate your doing,

asking yourself is it really worth pursuing,

And to the chasee; one day your gonna realize you’re just running to be running,

you’ll stop and look back to see nobody’s coming.

Breath of Fresh Air

“Breath of Fresh Air”

Standing in the center of total darkness, unknowingly surrounded by 4 walls,

on a hot summer’s day with no breeze at all,

when all of a sudden, a beam of light begins to seep through the walls,

the brightest gleam reflects off the opposite wall like a 45 degree angle,

no snow covered grounds, no air, for 276 days straight,

any angle would’ve seemed like the right angle,

It was followed by a breath of fresh air, which felt like the baddest winter ever had,

but bad meaning good, and not bad meaning bad, but damn was I glad,

to find one with endless potential of making it last,

such a far cry from the rest that had tainted my past,

Allow me to give you a glimpse of the pain,

at first there was spring, who bought nothing but rain,

She was so controlling, wanting nothing more than power,

if I recall correctly, her name was April Showers,

By the end of that relationship everything was so torn,

I just thanked the Lord I survived that storm,

Then came summer, who reminded me a lot of spring,

qualities…they shared a bit of the same, just minus the rain,

but there was no breeze for me to claim,

Don’t get me wrong, at times she shined so bright, but by the fall of night,

Party after party, dark lenses in the Louis Vuitton frames, she was just not the same,

She couldn’t see it from my point of view,

so I explained; if anybody feels you…I feel you,

I look past the reflective tints to see the real you,

13 days later, Sky Blue and I didn’t last at all, not even enough memories to reminisce,

so when July 4^th came, we both celebrated our independence,

How can I forget about Autumn Brown, she made me fall hard in love,

Or at least that’s what I thought and every thought that crossed my mind,

                                                questioning myself, was it this easy to find?                            

my conscious replied; “not at all unlikely, but just take your time,”

Take my time…she did, in every shape form or fashion,

at every outlet store purchasing the latest fashions,

I guess the season of fall was self explanatory…how you ask?

On my face I had to fall, on my knees I had to crawl, before I could get to my feet and walk tall,

in order to rise above overall, understanding why I had to go through what I went through,

 learning a priceless lesson of knowing how to observe what is true,

from deep within, just a coincidence that’s the same day that winter begin,

Wendy Snow would show up everywhere, no matter where I went, she was there,

As time went by I got to know her, and got to show her, our encounter was long overdue,

A breath of fresh air, it was just so you,

nothing else could compare, it was so brand new,

After 89 days, I felt this could last forever, but in the inevitable change of the weather,

She up and vanished like the wind,

and now I gotta wait 276 days to have this feeling again.

Equations

“Equations”

Life & Love are two of the world’s most complicated equations of all-time…

Its variables are for the most part unknown or at times never shown,

People enter your life…addition,

In the same error of a miscalculation, people exit once or twice…subtraction,

but only a few are remainders after the process of elimination…division,

In your numerical attempt to find that mathematician of Life and Love,

you will find someone not greater than, nor less than, but equal to mutual expectations,

Along the way, there will be many curving obstacles that will affect the relationship…calculus,

that can cause you to give a problem the wrong solution and be crucial for the future,

but just re-calculate and embrace it, because this is something your not used to,

As for the equation of life, well, I guess it’s mainly just trial and error,

equivalent to the scrap paper that will assist you with the trials of your era,

stay on the right tracks and you’ll get a few chances or two, but let me make it clear,

no machines called calculators here, just raw emotions that you hold back out of fear,

Understand there has yet to be a human being to ace the Scholastic Aptitude Test of life,

so as you approach the edge of success, with an ounce of doubt, its only natural,

 take a step back and reflect on all you’ve worked to accomplish leading up to this point,

then take a leap of faith, step out, move on and take it as a sign and…

know that God doesn’t make any mistakes, so just call it perfect timin’,

They say you only get three special people in your life,

So I guess the equation is; Love³ x Life = Y?

Love 1st Experiment...

“Love 1^st Experiment”

This is the 1^st Love Experiment, or rather an Experiment Love 1^st campaign,

Even though these words are interchangeable in the name of love,

but as for now, we’ll just stick with the title from up above…

This is a Love 1^st Experiment that has proven against all scientific theories & odds,

with a concluding result that can have an outlasting effect on any individual,

finding themselves at either end of the spectrum –the worse of the worst- or –the best of the best-,

It can scar you for what may seem like lifetimes to come, but in reality its only weeks at a time,

Its an unofficial attempt to find the right chemical bond on the Periodic Love Table (see object 1.1),

mix and matching (Gi) – giving and (Tk) – taking, in search of the right consistency,

Love is every emotional mood under the sun that can change on a moments unnoticed,

Just like the above line or the interchangeable title…

You could switch it up or even send this whole conceptualism of this poem into a tailspin…

but just as love sometimes does…we’ll just abruptly bring its means to an end.

to be continued...

object 1.1 periodic love table