Strategy & Structure. Architecting Market Position
We cherish the few of you that know her.
The way she speaks, deliberate and true,
The way she moves, effortless, unshaken.
Her imperfect marks, like she, territorial
claimed by fire, A mark of heat,
of passion & stories untold.
Her smile, a ray of light
breaking through the dark,
I love her most
As she is the portal
Where love enters, where life begins
As everything I’ve prayed for
now unfolds before my eyes,
As everyone I’ve cut ties from
taught me I was the prize.
As only me and God rise
through these droughts and trials
I wonder, do we look alike?
We used to be obsessed with love
But love began so tiresome, we refuse
We’ve been bruised, so we choose to lose
Locked door, barriers up, refuse the muse
Everyone new will feel the news
That we’ve been used
For what the last one did was cold like brew
We used to be obsessed with love so deep,
so keen, now it’s buried where we keep
Love on the backend of things, out of sight
Dimmee goes the light.
Sexy times but
Loves not right
Did love die?
No, I’ve arrived
Entities to distract
Your guilt will make you retract
You won’t keep me from my good act
You think you dug to burry me
But you dug me out of concrete tract
Space time energy alignment 333
When the angels praise,
The world is amazed
But even in silence
They never change their alliance
Their loyalty my halo
Nothing you may know ..