anytime anyplace - janet jackson


Leaves crunched and crumpled under his Timberland Boots
as he walked past trees and stepped over roots
the bone chilling temperature of the winter season grew colder
which was the same description given to his shoulder
by the women not worthy of his time…
they were either dishonest, immature or only worried about his “DOE”
he called them gold- diggin HOMERS
haunted by internal thoughts of what his life was supposed to be
never imagined he’d be alone after lovin so hard
if her actions were whips his back would be scarred
so his soul was as bare as the branches he passed
cause his past continually confronts his future and current state of mind
now he walks down this lonely path anticipating nothing to find
but in an instant….
He sees a small light shining in the distance
to himself he slowly thinks “What is this?”…………………
it was a burning flame who’s heat was seen, felt and heard
now being consumed by captivation an epiphany has occurred
that path he was on led to the destination he preferred
and the closer he got he began to hear these words…..
“Your wildest Imagination doesn’t compare to my sweet reality
a one of a kind woman
lookin for a real man, one who can handle me”
He cut her off quickly and says this while his head he’s scratchin
“What’s your name? If you don’t mind me askin”
She utters seductively…..”My name is PASSION the burning flame you’ve desired
im here to sooth your pain and elevate you higher
Your mentality is what attracts me to you
cause a lot of men try to handle me but they get burnt
cause they don’t know what to do
Reach your hand out forward and try to touch my soul
I guarantee you feel somethin you’ve never felt before”
he slowly reached out to the center of the flame
it engulfed him in a world that his mind only framed
tantalized by her spirit and the good feelings that it made
addicted to the high and never wanting to come down
cause his universe was now submerged by her smile
everything she did made him want to claim her
its like they were sheet music and life was the paper
she was the NOTES and he was the MEASURE
and they soon realized, it’s a beautiful COLLABORATION when they come together
as time passes they became more in TUNE to each others pleasures…….
He hesitantly took his hand out of the fire
looked the flame up and down and said “you’ve fulfilled my desires”
she said “ Wait there is more I need to do
because I’m just a flame but I have a proposition for you
all the feelings that you felt were real and I can bring them to truth
cause I’m the vessel that can bring the real woman you desire nearer
but the only catch is……… she has to see herself first…….
so to the special girl reading this poem…….. go look in the mirror…..

“Walking down Life’s path you never know who you’re going to meet…so what you see in the mirror is what the flame presented me”