Poem - I Like It When You Come (Over). ©

I like when you come
Over to my house
Talk to me about how you work things out
When you let me inside of you
Deep inside of you
All the way inside of your
Mind
Where I find
Treasure greater than any jewel I’ve seen
I mean
Your incredible
And so very edible
The way you put words together
To paint me such a vivid picture
I sometimes just want to eat you
So maybe I will

I like it when you come
Over to my world to see
What is important to me
Risking much to sail to me
With no guarantee
That we will ever be
Anything more than friends
I can’t comprehend
How you are so excited about
So much, so much.
I’m truly inspired
Cause Your energy calls me higher
And it makes me want to do things to you
With you
On you
In you
I see
A greater beauty
Than even my laser repaired eyes cannot see

I like it when you come
Down to meet me where I’m at
Or rise to my occasion
And I’ve watched you for some time now
Patiently waiting
For the moment when my lips
Would end up upon your
Your
Your hips have such a mean curve
And your kiss touches a nerve
And when I get my hands on your body
I go zero to sixty
Fast but you won’t miss me
Cause

I like it when you come
Over
And over
And over
All those hills and obstacles to see me
And I’d agree
That makes me
Feel so unique
By the way I also like your feet
But for now put on those shoes
The high heels you rarely use
And head on up to me
So I can journey on down
Cause
I like it when you come.

Poem - Right For Me./Me?

I know your not right for me
Though let's be honest I'm exactly what you need
And indeed
I know better
But your a mistake that's too beautiful to make only once.
So I choose you over and over again.
Then I wake up and beat myself up again.
Cause you knocked me down again.
I thought we could be friends
I thought we could be cool
I thought we could just hang
Yeah I know I'm a fool.
You gave me freedom
Yeah that doom was given freely
I let you chain up my spirit
Cause that's the way it had to be
Or so it seemed
Or so I believed
Well not really
It's cause I wanted you
So I was willing to do
Anything for you
Even lock myself up
Lock myself down
Clown
Nose is gone
Now it's my eye's that are red
Instead
As I replay you in my head
As I reply to you in prose
I love you truly
But it seems everybody knows
But nobody seems to know
How to make it work
Or how to stop the hurt
Like an an anvil it hurts
So like advil I hope this works
As I walk away
To stop the pain
...
...
I know your not right for me
At least right now
But somehow
We both know
Though
I'm exactly what you need
And indeed
Deep down
I know
Though
That the reverse is true
And that I need you

--
M.

www.MarkSparks.com

Poem - I Like It When You Come

I like when you come
Over to my house
Talk to me about how you work things out
When you let me inside of you
Deep inside of you
All the way inside of your
Mind
Where I find
Treasure greater than any jewel I’ve seen
I mean
Your incredible
And so very edible
The way you put words together
To paint me such a vivid picture
I sometimes just want to eat you
So maybe I will

I like it when you come
Over to my world to see
What is important to me
Risking much to sail to me
With no guarantee
That we will ever be
Anything more than friends
I can’t comprehend
How you are so excited about
So much, so much.
I’m truly inspired
Cause Your energy calls me higher
And it makes me want to do things to you
With you
On you
In you
I see
A greater beauty
Than even my laser repaired eyes cannot see

I like it when you come
Down to meet me where I’m at
Or rise to my occasion
And I’ve watched you for some time now
Patiently waiting
For the moment when my lips
Would end up upon your
Your
Your hips have such a mean curve
And your kiss touches a nerve
And when I get my hands on your body
I go zero to sixty
Fast but you won’t miss me
Cause

I like it when you come
Over
And over
And over
All those hills and obstacles to see me
And I’d agree
That makes me
Feel so unique
By the way I also like your feet
But for now put on those shoes
The high heels you rarely use
And head on up to me
So I can journey on down
Cause
I like it when you come.

Poem - The Day My Father Died.

It was a lovely Christmas Eve morning
When I was awoken suddenly
He had stumbled in drunk
With something to tell me
My father passed away that day
After our last conversation
It sucks cause he spoke about loving me
All while speaking hatred.
He told me why he hated my Mom
And why I "ruined his life"
He told me it wasn't entirely my fault
But my birth caused him great strife.
He told me that I would amount to nothing
That a Man I could never be
He told me that I was shit
But then he said that he loved me.
He called me names over the years
But thankfully none of them stuck
His actions taught me how not to be a man
And his disappearing from my life for a time I attribute to luck.
He was a very talented man
Thought his hate got the better of him
He learned to perform many crafts
But in the sea of life he never quite learned to swim.
He drowned himself in sorrow he created
A life, according to him, only filled with pain
But I thank God each and everyday
The only thing we share is My last name.
But I can honestly look into my soul and say
That I did all I could to make things work.
I lost my father that day
And I wish we could've at least been good friends.
But the real shame in my father's passing
Is that he isn't even dead.

Poem - 2011. The Year Of Me.

This is a collective "me". As in this is your year too.
If you believe it is.
Audio coming soon.
Thank you for reading
Mark Sparks

Ahem.
2011 is here and it's my year
To shine
So I'm
Out to get mine
I'm not a rapper
But I wrap
Words in music
To let you know where my heart's at
I don't
Do this for money or fame
I do it so when people say my name
They'll say I sparked a change
They'll say I helped them change
They'll say I brought no shame
To giving praise to God's name.
Thank you Father for blessing me everyday
I'm only here because of your grace & love
So I wanted to take a moment to let you know I'm infinitely grateful
And I'm back...

I am not a rapper
Or a singer at that
And I'm far from a choir boy
I mean fact is fact
But picture that
Picture this
I can only win
So failure ain't an option
When I handle my business
I went from employee #
To Mark Sparks Inc
And I think
That's a pretty good start
For a kid from a single Mama house
With little options but a big heart
I mean I know
I've still got a ways to go
On my travel
On my journey but
2011 is here
And I'm calling it the year of Me
So again Father I give thanks
For the things you've brought me through
Cause the year has already been stellar
And the Year of Me is really thanks to you.
Happy New Year's Y'all.