Most nights I couldn’t find peace,

I wondered if itwas the PTSD, or if

this Neptune had lost my dream.

Was it stuck in the cosmos unable

to reach the confines of my mind

too crowded of dismay and grief?

I almost believed so, but my sou...

court order
signed
sealed
delivered
I'm no longer yours
eviction notice served
uniformed personnel came
removed your belongings from the premises
locks were changed to protect

me

the innocent

from you

to bar you from ever entering agai...

My hands are tracing your

constellations from behind your

ears all the way down to your

French toes.

Need I say stuck in a limbo?,

your pelvis rising an inch higher

the lower I proceed to go.

I’m loving every bit of the

monotone, but t...

Reveal What Your Soul Asks Of Mine
A man shall never journey his path through life being lonely
A queen, a nurse, a poetess, his astral muse, his tender macaroni
Who dare says love cannot be rendered from the sky
God loaned it unto earthlings ...

I’ll Find You Again
Inhaling the time of our origin
Under the tree of life, we vowed before the beginning of sin
Through the blanket of my fingers
The silhouette of his soul still beautifully lingers
Like a wet ring of curiosity, it embeds...

May I, Adun aye mi, start the day by

hugging you as if it were the last time?

I will use that as you go off into society

aware of how you need always be mine.

I need to be reminded how your touch

makes my mind, body, and soul all align

t...

I am a holder of your mystery

like Olokun,

a diver into your emotional

conglomerates like a Pisces.

Do tell me your Zodiac ID.

For I am respectful, and gentle,

a deep connection to your

mental and physical utters,

bold like my ancestral...

The echoes of ignorance my mind always unfurls
Soaring to the skies like a Red Cardinal bird
I like it so much better up here
No more pain, and no more tears
Revelation 21:4
The moon my Chakras take me to when I need peace to seep from my por...

Words gently spoken, the essence from a Muse’s gist
A kiss of scented Heaven’s mist
Can you feel it to your lips
Inhale the sweetened fragrance on the winds as it softly drifts

Around you, to you, for you
Thy unending heartbeat of thy mus...

Can I
Handsome one, can I lay upon your chest today
Read me words of surrendering poetry to take my breath away
I need silence in my life
From daily polluted worldly strife

I need a charismatic Dream Weaver
A hard-chested man who is a mystic...

She smells of grapes from the

vineyard, sweet and earthy

toned like her melanin pigment.

O’ I wish a slight hint of her

warm floral letting its villus

hairs tickle my senses.

If I close my eyes, that I could

come to appreciate perhaps...

Freedom seekers seek easy emancipation

Freedom riders rode on a wing and a prayer

Once written words

Lincoln's prose abstract meanings

Lofty lies left between a rock and a hard place

Captive audiences disolute nations within nations

Strain a...

Before sinners began to turn away

We were moving, causing universal sway.

A prayer for the sakes of delivery of memory

Guaranteed on-times, and lost lines redefined

We dance and pance from dusk to dawn in song

Watching the least...

I can take a walk

through your soul

forever and still not care

whether my feet are sore.

While I take that walk

today, sit back, relax,

and stretch your legs on

mine while I soothe yours.

To me you mean more;

right now let my needs

b...

Sometimes you have to write down
your frustrations instead of
filling out a complaint form.

You can return to
where you started
without being the
same person who left.

You always find my bed,

getting what you want

having your tantalizing way,

hunting me down like a

Lioness in wait...pouncing

on my vulnerable display.

Of course I always take the

bait; me never wanting you

to is never a debate…Mm,

wha...

My mind, heart, and Chi, softy I come as my loving invades your bed
A sight to behold when blindfolded, wrists are tied, stationed over my head
Honey poured all over me… oh that tongue, snaking up, lapping at the streams running to be free
Bath...

A proleptic patience,

knowing she will soon

show while tracing my

mind with what I’d say next.

Maybe this time I’ll

saylet's, let her hormones

quiverleaving her body

and soul perplexed.

Ah,

Maybe this time I’ll say

not yet, ...

Have you ever closed your eyes and peeked through the gateway of time
The body here, suspended mind
Witnessing the magnification of constellations, unknown presence not of your kind

Conventional aspirations, intellectual awareness you share
Un...