Thursday, April 3, 2014

AleBushe 7

I want growth generally but know my focus has a face
Cleared from my interplanetary space
Your essence provides where ever you coincide your smile resides with the erratic , I always ketch your sporadic 
Not many have seen , but if you seen this smile you'll truly experience "by the blood of the lamb,'redeemed'"
After falling for you I couldn't possibly settle for anything less than epic or any less intense
Abling me to be eupnoeic in ir and moral sense
I wonder if my moods are too dependent 
On you, Nay I can manifest my own happiness yet through your blackness, showns your genius leaving you glorious for my emptiness 
The seeds in my heart you have fertilized simply directing me to revitalize 
Soon I fell deep in those bajan brown eyes
Leaving the new world and hastens for the old
Those dimples Are among the reason my heart unfolds 
Nevertheless to you my devotion clings
I no longer want my things I want our things 
I want us 

AleBushe 6

Frightened of an uncertain future longitudinally across the top of my cranium the Sagittal suture
Descending into a one-way cell with no out, but it's how we react to doubt
Celine and hang corruptible dream
How does one adapt introverts and hold captive a supreme?
What's of a love unspoken?
Is it weaker without a name?
Does it shrink ,give up the ghost? Is it abashed because we dare not speak its name?
Eyes wild with thirst
Completely unrehearsed, giving as much as the other would allow
It's much too strong to let it go now
I see you as a snack to the breast 
Emulating Sabbath rest
Aphrodisidic presents leaving my soul drenched 
free your Touch and see desires quenched
Within and with out raw whether 
...can't we just do this thing called life together?

AleBushe 5

Jazz sat and I sang by his piano 
Shedin that untouchable lick
Thumping, bumping
He sho has this jitter bug jumpin
Hey jack, dig that groovy beat
Mahogany deep, hallucinogenic
Jazz houndin his undoubtably authentic
Hey daddy-o, I've been listening to what you been kickin and I underdig that crazy music
BANG
This orgastic kaleidoscopic carnival spills through yellow sand bridged by ocean and sky blue
This, Rices philharmonic is the spark to the willingness of my heart
The musical equivalent of pâté de four gras
The way that guy beats his ivory and ebonys is a real gas
DOO BAH DOO BOP DEE
He fractures me, duet burnin, hey man; WAIL ON
trapped in this inexhaustible variety
Drowning in the notes of his Caribbean Sea
True nature of his trident flag
His sound is just my bag; RIGHT ON
WOW
BOO DAH BOO DOP BEE
A chemical madness that burst thunderously
Future ,just when I thought you couldn't be any more fantastical
You throw down a dizzy new way to seeing something theatrical
Batbadianized honey bee, you really send me
Do your thang papa 
18k schematic tonal rendering, supermurgitroid, torching tge scene
Tenderizing , automated, giving the effects of caffeine 
Hey baby I hits done bread ( of life) let's paint the town cyan, you know that mix b/t blue and green
Scatting
BOO BOP BIM, dim DOP dant ,QUI QUA QUISH,ZEE ZA ZUS
warm,resonant rich and melodious...
This is no jive dude
Tomorrow and Aujourd'hui , I will be roaring drunk working up da back of da trunk
I dig this barrel house music it flows free
It's not coincidence , piano man
Caribbean jazz was always our rendition


Wednesday, January 15, 2014

AleBushe 4

Mesye plays a prominent line in a mushy and unclear way
with soul along w/all other emotional entities
brain slipped away 
murderously accoustic, my body undulated to the thumping rhythm of music
swallowed w/ominious melody 
i gained vision peripherally
welcomed back,so, graciously to desolate me
Alone,no longer under the illusion of free
this,forlorn,for me might be destiny
entrapped by the irony, of the music of the spheres
invision me ,
i feel more lucid with every invasion of  replay on my ears
what a cliché composition i have written
stupidly, i continued to leave 'ima taker' out of my equation
I guess,
to subside my fears
what an momentous arrangment 
such vintage 
brings, to me, tears
I need an occasion to pacify my fears
Fears, greet my lungs
seeing music swirling around in the wild heard but unsung
I can make no rhyme  nor reason for what has sprung
This numbing sameness, 
tis famous ,my dance with gravity
I am but a piece in an unspeakably absolutely,necessary puzzle
And over my heart, a fire arm muzzel
We had black and white dualism
you choose intellectualism
Bravely i fold ,against bitter cold,deprived
to be miraculously revived?
NAY,Nay, leave me
i sacrifice my wishes... i dont mind blemishes
i own my secondary hypertension
you, see,
perfect tokens lack dimension

AleBushe 3

Jan.8.14
His wind driving sound,forces caterpillars upon me.they find me, and assume me sleeping.now I am anticipating, something I've never before from him possessed.his west, Indian rap is a weakness,that I can not control. he is a note in a sea of music-less bodies.he chills ,creates giggles,presents lil hints dressed in riddles. absent recognition ,it gets hard for him to listen to the things that I must say to make him mine. I want to hold your cries ,lullabies.I want to love you ;delta blues .I want to experience your wrongs sing-a-longs . this café noir has the scent of past had ;he is rustic and welcoming. I am a deep dark chocolate fanatic and with him I am glad.Beauty it turns out ,is tough ,and life is well impossible to extinguish ,he proves it. shyly my heart pounds loudly, accompanied by magnetic pull, adoration timidly projects. subtitle teases ,leaving displeases ,his melody ,floods my body and I hope this ain't surprising that I've been fantasizing.I Connote success with being the best. smiles are heard ,mouth parched of words ;music Doesn't  just act as a mirror of the person that created it ;it PERFORMS that person .yeah ,oh ,there something about you

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

For AleBushe 2

Complex chord and rare melodies 
the truth has to be intuitively grasped 
 both seek to return to a state of simplicity 
Gradually I begin to understand
I am re-absorbed by this feeling
The noise is Music to my ears with Sky as our volunteer Our notes fountain into the air
It was a fear that I may never compose again anything of greatness 
Where's with that Caribbean jazz my emotions are disobedient , vocally they do not act as I instruct
So, hello poetry , ur lyrics are made difficult to obtain 
Although we harmonize we still sound like alien radio
Your maze amazes, you put day light between those phrases
The rhythms drift slow and sweet
If it wasn't for distance physically we would dance  out pieces to play them properly
Thrust ahead...I see our music lets play this more yellow them red
Lyrical virtuoso , the essence of profound , what a friend indeed 
to me he is the psychoactive ingredient in sound giving me this feeling this rhythm inside
'Twas nothing I could decide I guess it's good that I have no control
Sitting in the backseat the end I have yet to discover
He counts out the beats, helping me transcend from music student to rhythmic lover

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Alebushe 1

.IM SORRY. I DONT MEAN TO BE GREEDY
I opened a door last night that I knew I shouldn't have opened.now it's another night and we still haven't spoken. Lyrical virtuoso ,Something told me to stay in the shadows ,but swiftly you became my crutch,soon I became too friendly,..vulnerability came, then I said too much. How do you know the heart beats beneath your chest? Well,The chemistry with him is none like the rest. He plays me like chest yet He is one I call friend ,so ,my wicked tongue leads me to what end?My blood rises but to give appearance all credit would b false; kind, gentle , dark dimpled,tattered vision, Bim sauced ,kris-krossed and hand tossed,it's the talent, his  intellectual mind that makes him a boss.this marvel mutant causes energy manipulation ,blinded I left 'I think I'm a taker' out of my calculation.What would you do to hold love again, in the form of friend,to dwell in HIS presence, to taste his skin? The weirdest thing about me is that I have an over active imagination. Being intimate in the moment just to get his emotional ejaculation. He ah say 'I'm not gonna push you away' so 'I Spose I should say be mindful' yet I assured myself ,yo relax, ...ha, I wish I was a stronger women to have more control over myself.lo siento,Not every venture ends in climax. 
Oh my, tis my signature tune I do declare i spoke to soon.