Procrastination

So, I have been meaning 2 published 3 different drafts from my post box. Yes, I know I need to get back on track;in the mean time I will post a few short(maybe long) pieces to keep you occupied and interested in whats more to come!

I'm not really sure if this piece is finished, but it is an dedication to a friend of mine (he asked for it to be written, you can do the same).

I never seen someone move so suave across the dance floor

Gliding as if he were floating on the wings of gravity

For vybz was his escape so he danced into day

But he wasn’t like the others

The music became like zombies performing a puppeteer act with his body

String were never lose

So he never fell

And I wonder why they call him suave

For he didn’t wear a velvet suit

And I never seen him cop a pair of suave sneakers

To hell, I never even seen him moon walk like Mikhail

Maybe it was the way he moved in his skinny jeans

Not uptight but as if his thighs were his hips