The Soft Breeze To Your Kindred Intellect
You ventured inside my inner sanctuary unto the rise of the Sun
Where blind passion, whispered to your cognitive thinking, is now undone
To deny the falsehood of my lineage and the truth of my need
I am the prophetess of past, present when hearts, minds, written in fables embedded on sacred scrolls when whips made skin bleed
What good is knowledge in the temple of honesty when the division of tongues cuts its roots
Branches have ancient narratives twined in its beautiful mysteries, the history of its truth
Erect in the soil just as tall and proud, yet to have upheld branches of fallen darker fruit
Saga’s are meant to be explored by the decipher of time
Not dismantled in its merit whenever ign... |
Ambrosia
A moment in time where hearts know no bounds
Desires of affection of unforgotten yearns
Blind hearts burning the flames of silken sheets
Soaked with crimes of instilled passion
Stirs so strong, weakness asunder we fall
Whispers cry out in the calling of the still night
Weakened moans, grunted groans
Echoing of heightened desires
Sacred promises, oaths we bond with each thrust and uplift
Over the horizon pieces of me you beautifully merge
Over the rainbow conjoined remnants of you, I am
Moving in Heavenly glory
Pulling me into the famish o... |
The Accidental Meeting From Another Lifetime (IV of IV)
Embassy Hotel and Suites
St Louis, Missouri
I woke up out a restful slumber. I looked around. The familiar belongings of my own hotel suite greeted my eyes.
I sat up, physically drained and emotionally confused.
“How…how did I get back here?”
I tried to recollect what had occurred in the space of time, which at the moment I have no recollection of.
My palms began to tingle, I looked down. Two strips of cloth concealed the reasons.
“What...”
I slowly unwrapped one hand and inspected my palm.
Nothing out the ordinary, other than the palmar flexion crease, which was intact. I duplicated the action with my other palm, once again, undamaged.
I threw the covers back and scooted to the edge of the bed. I rose and instantly fell back onto the bed.
My body felt as if it had been wrung through a ringer. I held onto the nightstand and shifted one hundred and tw... |
The Accidental Meeting From Another Lifetime (III of IV)
The Seduction And The Initiation Of An Emergent Rose
Embassy Hotel And Suites
St. Louis, Missouri
Later That Evening
Aristotle and I entered the Embassy Hotel and Suites.
“Would you join me for a drink in my suite?”
I bit down on my bottom lip.
Aristotle leaned over.
“I have those answers you wanted to ask of me earlier.”
“Sure, why not.”
Aristotle palmed my hand. We strolled to the elevators.
I looked at his side profile.
Damn the brotha was so handsome. Maybe I should write about this encounter for my next novel, The Philosopher and the…
The rose somehow pulsated in my hand. I looked down.
The Philosopher and the Rose, nice title I thought to myself.
The elevator doors slid open.
Aristotle lightly grabbed onto my elbow and ushered me onto ... |
The Accidental Meeting From Another Lifetime (II of IV)
Romancing A Rose
Embassy Hotel and Suites
St Louis, Missouri
Later That Evening
My hazel-colored eyes mischievously looked at my reflection in the oval mirror perched on top of the antique dresser; I pivoted my person for a better posterior view.
The silk dress enticed the eyes of my rounded apple-shaped bottom.
“Everything looks great from this viewpoint.”
I turned back to face the mirror and reached down for the bottle of my favorite perfume, Beautiful, from off the dresser. I sprayed the fine mist on my lower ankles, up my toned thighs, and then replaced the perfume bottle back on the dresser; I stepped back again.
“Darn it.”
One of my pencil thin professional styled braids slipped out the French coiffure positioned on top of my head.
The mud wrap and halotherapy Spa Treatment, manicure, pe... |
The Water That Softly Flows
Water speaks in the language of stars
It whispers to the roots of souls
And dances on the ashes of ancient worlds
Like a mother cradling the eternal
Moses raised his staff toward the abyss
And the water parted, not by force, but by faith
The waves rose like walls of light
And the people passed, barefoot on the promise
Wade in the water, blessed children
For God stirs the waters to heal the hearts
Each drop is a memory
Each river, a song of deliverance
Water knows the secrets of the enslaved
The salt of tears, the fire of prayers
It flows through the veins of prophets
And rises as vapor toward forgotten Heavens
Water never lies
It reflects what the soul hides
And when it sings, even chains break, even tombs open
So, anoint your sacred temple in faith, wade in its beautiful saturated seduction
Walk in the water like... |
A Penny For Your Thoughts
A penny saved by many
A nickel for a tickle
A dime for your time
A quarter to ask a reporter
A dollar to make you holler
A very funny introduction
Just mental foreplay seduction
The lure of Money
The sweetest of such compared to the taste of having Honey
The syrupiest reward given or ever received
Some have sold their soul for the price to be relieved
In the end untimely deceived
Most say it’s the root of all evil
It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle
Than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God
That concept is much harder to digest than sparing the rod and spoiling the child
But wait, you cannot get any goods without cash
For the ones who do not have access to get it
Robbing for it, embezzling it, or shamefully, selling their ass
If the world did not have money as the tool to survive
Wo... |
Racial Discrimination
Racial Discrimination
Bigotry it’s sad correlation
Such an unpleasant topic since the beginning of creation
Even the narration
Has been society’s own downfall unscrupulous segregation
These words have never gotten the props of a backseat stagnation
To despise coloration of one’s skin is a mental sickness infestation
No jest or reasons for this unfair formulation
The ancestry history of blacks caught, and netted
Future landed to be sweated
Savagely molested
American is still indebted
Free Labor
Creating Mental Enablers
Ships crossing the seas
A new land in time dividing immediate families
Held back
And they say black skin doesn’t crack
The Master’s whip killed that fact
And you ask what we have contributed by our hands
For us to come so far across to a foreign land
Patents of greatness... |
The Ember Of Grace (Astral Weary Traveler)
You hear my footsteps
Towing my heart, mind, body and soul in shallow breaths
Mother Earth cradle and give restless souls hope, the ressurection from eternal rest
I have sat and heard the calling of the dark
Closing my eyes, I’ve saw the damnation, the dead feeding off its spark
Emptiness when eyes are open, searching for what cannot be found, only remembrance where my spirit once larked
Weary Traveler
Feeling one within, kneeling for the tribulations of the flesh, where does the galaxies end where do they begin
Lost souls wallowing in the purification of its beautiful naked sin
The sensations to connect of forgotten needs
Opening thighs to feel alive, the relief from the phantom of its primitive greed
Virginal parody amid the tribunal confusion
Never to attain peace to be or retribution ... |
Abortion
Abortion
A sensitive word, never to be blown out of proportion
With all the decisions, the mental choices
One person facing and hearing mass demonstrations of voices
This poem came to me
For all the silent regrets, or a result of a delivered victory
If this was you, I ask this in general, just what would you do
We glance into each other's eyes as we lay
No time for initial foreplay
It’s my first time
Two souls blending together beyond the call to change their minds
Sperm greets egg, how do you do
Ecstasy of gyration flowing between me and you
Life conceived through explicit moans through and through
Man tucks his tail between his legs and run
Now I must look out for me, number one
I cannot believe he just up and gone
Left behind, feeling down, and now alone
The once beautiful melody of my heart has turned to stone<... |
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