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200 Percent

This is how I see things
It’s how my mind actually thinks things
Should work
Call me old school
If it works
But,
If the path you’ve taken on earth
Leads to a lady
That exudes certain quality
Your effort should match her worth

Who hasn’t had a dream girl?
Even if it wasn’t apparent at first when you met…
Once realized that
She’s walking around in the flesh
The affect should reflect an effort
At your best
200 percent is what she deserves to get

If she is
That beautiful
That much of a lady
Authentic and intelligent
If just the thought of her births a smile
And her voice when heard is heaven sent
Never mind if it seems sometimes
That she’s just a little hesitant
Just like
“It don’t take a whole day to recognize sunshine”
Because that’s just Common Sense
Be just as obvious with your intent
Give 200 percent
So she’s convinced

If she’s the complete package
She should have a complement to that
If she’s loving,
Caring and thoughtful
She should receive every quality reflected back
Tell her what you feel with words
Sometimes all she needs to hear is that
But make sure actions accompany those verbs
And she will trust in you
Then give you
Every percent of the 200 back

This is how I see things
It’s how my mind actually thinks things
Should work
Call me old school
If it works
But,
If the path you’ve taken on earth
Leads to a lady
That exudes certain quality
Your effort should match her worth

SO MENTAL

I am so mental when it comes to you…

My left brain & my right brain
Get into arguments over which can depict you best
The objective of being expressive and selective
Of the right ad-jective
Becomes a mean chess contest
Between hemispheres…
Both on a quest to claim you as Queen
While keeping the other side in check

Are my thoughts of you neurological contradictions?
You’ve been in my dreams,
Girl
But you walk in real life
Even though,
The actual definition of a Dream Girl,
Is synonymous with fiction

In right-brain vision
You’re a fantasy
You’re a Princess
I’m the frog…
You’re the Beauty,
I’m the Beast
See through your enchanted mirror
Past my exterior
My heart is exposed…
Before all the petals fall from the rose…

See me…

My left-brain has less in common with
Disney movies and TV
You are not a cognitive apparition
But a definite cognition
Don’t need my imagination to paint pictures
To Tell a Vision
The quantity of my logic
Is cognizant of your quality
I am such a realist
I speak your name and there we have
A living definition of non-fiction

Right-brain tried to paint you with colors
None were vivid enough for the job to do
Looked into & through the spectrum for your essence
However, there is only one of hue

Your voice to me is heavenly
It transforms words
Unique in melody
The sweetest thing by far,
I’ve heard,
Are your words when you speak to me
My ears are at concert when you speak
Sitting in orchestra seats while you symphony
I’m a stargazer when our eyes meet
And don’t need Galileo’s fathering of modern astronomy
To conceive a belief
Or grasp that I have
A celestial being standing in front of me

Which side of my mind will you believe?
Which half of me will be claiming you as Queen?
As I transition in between the two for another view
If I paused the pendulum
Just for a second or two
Your attributes stand in the middle
Of abstract and absolute

The battle of thought for you
Does not stop
That’s a statistic that’s not even probable
My left brain follows the thought process
Of the Great Architect and all knowledgeable

It weighs how you were made
Logical versus illogical
The possible vs. improbable…
Not only thinking of a single part of you
But every single part of you
From hair follicle to hair follicle
When God thought of you
From the very first molecule
You were meant to be cherished
Particle by particle

Most feed you empty words like calories
Now it’s time to change your diet
Standing mute could possibly end in tragedy
No longer am I silent
Pick a side in my mind in which you wish to confide in
Right brain or left brain
Which kingdom would you rather reside in?

If neither fit

And you’re being pulled from both sides
I won’t make you decide

Then,

The only thing left is to offer peace
A truce…
For you…
My left brain & my right brain
I will focus
I will metamorphize them and combine them

I’m so mental when it comes to you