Love In A Bottle... Poem by R.H. Peppers

Blessed be he who is loved

so THEY say
but we all know THEY are willing to say anything
if it gets THEM what THEY want

at a time i thought i had love

i even went so far
to place her in a bottle
i would open its top
and take a sniff from time to time
till one day
she had to be playing wit i mind

now what was this bout?

Love aren't you suppose to make i feel good
isn’t the precious bottle i locked you in pretty enough to keep us ri ri? ..

after this treatment by the one
i decided it must be better to bottle two

oh i put on i swag
topped it out at about a hundred percent
each sniff from each bottle made i feel a lil different
high..
like i was blunted

oh i became a professional bottle maker
the high simply became i drug of choice

i took the two bottles
..made them double
started from the ground until the stacks hit i ceiling

so true of i thoughts
i had Love bottled in abundance

i witnessed other so called players
thinking they special..
I guess they was doing something.

a lot of cats working plenty hard
couple these dudes were alright at playing
but most of them were jokes.. loud.. leaches.. just be fronting

they’d have the few Loves they had
placing them out on front street

like..

look at me! look what i got!

quietly..

as i observe my collection
i want none to see
i had all i Love bottled
so nan Beauty would ever leave me

sad be the truth
imma keep it a hundred percent to stay tried and true

..all i Love turned sour
for they were no longer free
to do as Lovely things do..