Un Goût d’Éternité
In the midnight hour as I cross your mind
The je ne sais quoi behind my seductive rhythms
In bed as you’re laying alone
Mm... as you’re privately stroking your male testosterone
Fantasies to indulge dancing in your head
Instilling an infusion of your rapture into me who also lies alone in her bed
Can I share your blanket, my love, in the cloak of midnight, instill my temple with your manly heat
Tenderly kiss my lips, warm the soles of my feet
Blending our Chi's when our spirits meet
Mentally licking up and down your taut ego, as if you are lying on my satin-covered sheets
They say first come, first serve
Mm... between my thighs you kneel, your tongue dips, slips as it curves
Juliet feeling the passionate storm from her Romeo, my curvaceous body his private show
My sacred chakra he soars, ecstasy in tow
Legs in the air, toes cur... |
Soul Asunder
Give me divinity’s purpose or give me earthly rest
Like Spring that flies home to the bosom of Heaven’s winter nest
Smile in grace in perilous times as the sky remains high
The road to mental and spiritual salvation is not wide
Within my journey, roadblocks to hinder, reach out your hand and we shall pull each other up
We have stories, mantras, which must be told, sipped from one person to the next out of the Holy Grail’s cup
Hungering for soulful connections, yet throwing stones at best, weapons when dealt
Someone once said, sticks and stones may break bones, but words will never hurt me
That same person must have been blind and could not read the manifesto of someone’s malevolent creed
Whispers sent above revered in love
Where do crying souls go when the mind and heart need to mend
Shooting bloody arrows on earth when Thy kingdom of the bruised heel commends
Kn... |
Where Art Thy Woman
Her miraculous womb expatriating the world within the palm of her hands
Poignant to the masculinity of man’s intellect
Taking him deeper into the sanctum of her liberation
Where the binary of books could never misconstrue the freedom of her revelations
As she bows to the fruitful sacred offerings of Mother Nature’s labor
Unwavering in the quest of her quiet storm
Teaching the ancient secrets of the universe to the unheard cries of her unborn
Bowing in her stance upon the ground of her sacred passage
The thought process she speaks from, civillizations materialized
Generation uprising from a single drop of her life-form
Kings and Queens tasting the freedom from the gift of her placenta
Her worth bestowed on self-salutations of its grandeur
Cloaked in the state of her femininity she marvels in her divine being
For no reason to be distor... |
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A Heavenly Angel In Exile (Part II Of Part V)
Heaven B.C
Pearly Gates Avenue
The Next Day
“Ooh, I dislike being an Angel at times. Mother, how can I convince an earthling to love me in three days, minus one day, it’s impossible. It took Archangel Michael, centuries to even consider asking you and father’s permission to converse with me. Mother, I need more time, please.”
“Well, what did this earthling have to say when you visited him as he slept.”
“Something about esoteric living, I can’t read his mind mother; he’s a very complex individual. When I’m on earth, his thoughts radiate through me so sensually, seductively, memorizing, when I’m up here, our thoughts are attuned, however, with a haze. Oh God help me, please.”
“It appears He has; He’s given you three days.”
“Mother, you are the Heaven’s Superior Angel, and father sits on the right hand of God, can’t you two pull your powers t... |
Through The Eyes Of A Little Princess
Father, will you tell me all the stories that originated out the depths of the sea
A land before time that defines our presence here on earth, given unto you and me
A place in history that was preserved for our generational divine calling from the blessed Egyptian scrolls
Will there be tales where the beast slays the innocent with fire, and the boogie man cometh for our future Sire's in black robes
Taking one’s breath of liberation away to be placed in a cage
No longer to soar above the treetops as being free
Only voices of discord resonating in rage
I see castles and animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I run through the meadows playing as an Indigo Child
When I’m older, father, will politics sale the survival of our existence, eminent domain us from sacred lands
Segregate us by what we do not have where we stand
I want to grow up in a world, where we... |
Freedom In The Movement (COTS)
White And Blue Candles
The North gives you the Fire
The South gives you the Sea
The East gives you the Earth
The West gives unto Air
To the temple of the Sun that radiates upon humanity of the world
Tell us why humans allow violence from the hearts instead of love from mortal minds to unfurl
Do you not see, can you not comprehend the sacred codes given from the skies
The enigma of longevity is not found in a Holy Book used to place a hand upon and then confess out the mouth concealed lies
A burning cross in the name of salvatio... |
Superior Warlock (Part I Of Part III)
From the breeze let my voice sail to the ears
The Falcon, to the Eagle, and the Raven, may my words adhere
The comrades of my brotherhood, the Wizard, the Sorcerer the cosmic forces found in three
The bewitching sorceress has confined me in the mirror of eternity
Give me liberty from within the death of this hallowed meditative cell
I need the chains to be broken from her alluring spell
And just like that smoke swirled around my feet
Give me powers Black Panther of the universe to stalk her scent like a hungry wolf
Devouring her existence after siphoning her like a hungry beast
Warlock supremacy rule once again
No more invocations shall be the hindrance of my oath as I draw her in
Her embracing force, her touch I will place my mark upon her skin
In the legion of my magic will reach beyond broken glass
Outsourced her fourscore, she will never last
My voice... |
The Portals Of Time (Esoteric-COTS)
Unto the doors to walk through, to give your mind its inner peace
Repentance bestowed only from the Creator, within the hieroglyphics, the matrix of a woman’s womb never sleeps
Life and the agony of pain it seeps
Yet, you must discern if you are ready to separate those symbolisms of false idols you worship that brings no comfort when it reaps
Mystique of the past, present, yet eyes have not seen
I am the subconscious where your mind roams when you dream
Sacred secrets you must tap into as you sink deeper into your slumber
Within the matrix of portals, everyone is considered a number
Ordained by the Heavens cast by Sun rays of the skies
The Lost Book Of Enki reminds us, we are the reasons of our own unknown whys
To acknowledge the difference to comprehend fate and destiny of the intellect, allow the soul to drift
... |
For He Is Worthy To Be Exalted (Joseph)
How in the world this... this lying... God please forgive me, but she is pregnant and talking about she does not know how
Nine months and I am gonna see her on Maury Povich show talking about I’m gonna be a father now
I know I had too many drinks and my conscious was all up in flight
On the ballroom dance floor, I remember holding her curvy body real tight
And she was smelling good, stunning looking, kinda fly, and she was my Nubian Queen, hell, we owned that night
Got my friends laughing at me that my wife was creeping around
I hope I was the only man who have felt rapture between her thighs after sundown
And now She pregnant, yeah right, she must take me for a damn clown
And probably ain’t even mine
Divorce Court, hand her over to Judge Judy after that ruling and make her pay this King her hard earned dime
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