Tribunal Echoes
Close your eyes and slowly inhale the touch of the wind
It speaks of old Negro tales the ear refuses to lend
Sacred whispers of the Middle passage as ships on troubled waters braved
Christened by the dark depth as weary souls wade
Captives of past generations residing in cramped living quarters on a journey to a new frontier
Only to fall prey to savagery, more brutal than killing the buffalo and hunting the deer
Shh… can you hear the echoes give us freedom as it bemoans
Hope and prayers in the hymn of its unified songs
Listen carefully to the swaying of the trees
Can y... |
Earth’s Benediction
To the consolation of the mortal man
Never to touch or kiss mystique ordained by God’s hand
Benediction mantras to the winds, such fallacies to hammer thy head
The tabernacle of annihilation where Angels never fear to tread
Wallowing in the entanglement conscious,
Wishing for the scented lavender of compassion, love, and beauty in my intellectual bed
Rosary beads, amulets, crowns of grandeur, wings of regal crest
The hands of sacredness upon a time I was uplifted to the skies
Given back to the earth, Mother Nature’s echoes soothing the night from the wiles of a child
My forebears inculcated in the universe, coveted by compassion from my infant cries
An enigma, a puzzle, a maze through divinity’s reprieve
My heart masked for the benevolence to Mary Magdalene, Mother Teresa, and Joan of Arc upon the world for which we grieve
Words of comfort who you see never to dece... |
Soft Notes
“Euterpe, Greek Mythology Muse who represented and was the patron of Music.
She is said to have invented the flute and other wind instruments.
Her symbol was the Aulos, a type of double flute.
Her name was derived from the Greek words meaning the “giver of much delight.”
Euterpe, Greek Mythology, giver of much delight
The redeemer of lyrics played sweetly, felt without the eyes of sight
Delight of the Gods sought in my alluring music
Instruments played of me, softens the intellect of any immortal cherubic
Blessed with beauty, my music shall soar us in flight
Hold me tight in this mad world with all your robust might
I shall play the passion of my seductive double flute
Love coveted, no other mortal woman to refute
Desire arises for an awakened touch
In the cathedral of death, as you pray for rest, I release you as much
Passion I shall... |
A Divine Laminate To A Black Panther Scorpion King
While I am sitting upon your family jewels, Hebrew man, and deep within my sacred oracle, the throbbing tip of your width locked into the realm of my soul
Whisper to me in Arabic how our spirits upon Heaven once patrolled
My love, I was the silken passage of Utopia upon a Nirvana’s wish, I laid upon your royal silken sheet as I softly consoled
In and out of time as my mystique patrolled
We will always be a rebirthed mystical story
The temple of Ying of Yang, the rain and storms to withstand the pangs, our voices above the clouds, blood sealed upon consecrated scrolls, tells of its glory
As I cup your handsome Moorish face, and you look deep into the window of my eyes
Oh, sweet mercy, my love, you feel so good when I am gyrating, and you are thrusting upward between my Creole thighs
Let’s astral travel with the pulsates of our hearts, hand... |
Embracing the Sun: Heat, Health & Hydration
Embracing the Sun: Heat, Health & Hydration
Summer is a beautiful season, but it is also a season that demands awareness. The sun is stronger, the days are longer, and the heat can affect the body in ways we often overlook. Taking care of yourself and your family is not optional during this time. It is a responsibility. It is protection. It is love.
Understanding the Power of the Sun
The sun can heal, energize, and uplift, but it can also overwhelm the body if you are not prepared. Respecting the sun is the first step to enjoying it safely.
Protecting Your Skin With Sunscreen
Sunscreen is not optional in the summer. It is protection. It is prevention. It is care. And yes, even if you have melanated skin, you still need sunscreen. Melanin gives you a natural shield, but it does not block all UV rays. Sun damage can still happen, and it can happen quietly.
Choose a sunscreen with ... |
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... |
Love American Style (Official YouTube Trailer)
Love American Style (Official YouTube Trailer)
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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... |
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