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Trips To Vegas

Dolisha DeVonne

I hopped on a plane, because you were too scared to fly,

Got on the High Roller, when you were afraid of heights,

Inhaled the Nevada air, a place you’ve never been,

Danced in the night,

Brought my friends,

Maybe sinned.

The coaster at New York, New York, made me fear for my life,

And I walked til my feet hurt embodying visions of lights,

At night, in a hotel room, I slept on the highest floor,

All the curtains open for city lights to allure.

I dreamed,

I relaxed,

Didn’t worry about home.

I talked,

I laughed,

Endless memories captured in my phone,

All these things I’ve done, you never got the chance to do,

I lived for you.

For Mama…Love Dolisha
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What If- By Dolisha DeVonne

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Never been the best at lucid expression,

So, I’ve developed this writing obsession,

Hoping you understand the love within,

The cursive strokes of my pen,

 

Yet I wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t know,

In face to face encounters, I’d never show,

Hiding, because I’ve never dare told,

These hidden gems of my soul,

 

But I wish I were Bold.

Confident.

Sure.

I’d wish for one moment,

 

A one-on-one to explore.

No more hiding behind rhythmic lines,

No poetic jive,

No unintelligible babble, of nothing that matters.

 

But to say and be real,

In all sincerity how I feel,

And not one word will I forget,

And when I’m done, no regrets.

 

But I’ve been terrible from the start,

In separating my mind from my heart,

The only thing that would make me remotely brave,

Was if you agreed to meet me half way,

 

Until then, you’ll be stuck reading between mysterious lines,

And the concealed emotions I work so hard to hide,

Will leave us both wondering what was ever true,

And if you could’ve ever been feeling me too?

 

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Like No Other- By Dolisha DeVonne

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THE KISSES YOU GIVE TAKE MY BREATHE AWAY IN AN INSTANT,

EVEN WHEN YOU’RE AWAY, YOUR LOVE TRAVELS LONG DISTANCE,

YOUR TOUCH MAKES ME SHIVER, LIKE ICE ON ARTIC GROUND,

YOUR VOICE COMFORTS ME, LIKE A LULLABY TO A CHILD.

 

THE WAY WE MAKE LOVE COULD PUT CASANOVA TO SHAME,

CAUSE EVEN HE COULDN’T FULFILL THE PASSION WE CONTAIN,

LIKE A DRUG I FEEL THE HIGH, LIKE I CAN TOUCH THE CLOUDS,

EVEN NASA COULDN’T BUILD A ROCKET STRONG ENOUGH TO BRING ME DOWN.

 

WHOEVER SAYS THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS PERFECTION, MUST NOT KNOW YOU WELL

FROM THE TOP OF YOUR HEAD TO THE SOLES OF YOUR FEET,

FROM THE SWAY IN YOUR WALK, OR THE WAY THAT YOU SPEAK,

HAS ENOUGH LIGHT TO SET MY SOUL ON FIRE,

AND PLENTY OF POWER TO LIFT ME HIGHER,

HIGHER THAN I’VE EVER BEEN, MAYBE BEYOND,

THIS IS WHAT IT MUST FEEL LIKE TO BE IN LOVE.