Naked Canvas
Close your eyes
Sketch me on canvas with unseen sight
Allow your hands to roam as your guiding light
A work of art in progress
Inhale and exhale
Fill me in with ever so gently details
Use the vision streaming through your mind
My contours, my soften angular lines
My silhouette as you boldly fill
Images dancing as your pencil strokes instill
A face of grace coming into view of its own free will
Eyes, nose, lips
Sovereign in exile, therefore, don’t slip
Should I stand as you sketch the rest
To hone your craft as you do best
Positioned here so peaceful, yet, fully undressed
Slopes of the anatomy, femininity showcased as time will tell
A soft whisper in hues of love casted within my wishing well
Pencil trade of an earthly color
A wondrous sketch soon to discover
Finished as it is,... |
Can I Write You A Love Song
Can I write you a love song
I’ll sing it softly in your ear all night long
Blow gently without words on my saxophone
Diamonds and pearls behind the throne
A beautiful ensemble meant for only you
As I give credence too
Take my hand
Cross this journey with me as I sing about faraway lands
Past Egypt pyramids shifting Morocco sands
Lay back my love, allow your mind to silently drift
Feel the enchantment of my piano keys as it spiritually uplifts
I’ll sing love songs of old
A cappella chorus echoed from deep within my Creole soul
I’ll sing to you about the blues, society’s injustice, and elements of darkened storms
Keep your heart warm while playing my French horn
Enrapture foretold from this dedicated symphonic poem
A music sheet of percussion, woodwind, brass, keyboard, and strings
Harmony carrying the mind away as the joy of coming spring
I’ll hu... |
Poetic Title Inspired By Poet Mrmelody7 And The Music Of Kenny G As The Backdrop When Reading Such A Sentiment
Say My Name (Songbird)
Through ice, sun, and the storms
My heart, soul, an entwined intellect laid upon my bed, to keep you warm
Channel the provocation of my sultry weather
As our bodies blend and harmonize together
Allow your mental flow to be your guide
Dueling passionately when our tongues become tied
Say My Name (Songbird)
Increase carnal fuel to this undying hungering flame
Two-way mirror reflection of life
Drowning in the abyss of its bounding strife
A piece of me I give to you
Naughty whispers in your ear to carry you through
A trinity of openings to pursue
Say My Name (Songbird)
My emotions proclaimed
He's Uplifting
His gears fast shifting
Giving him a climactic upsurge too
Long stroking me with his plummeting dues
Say My Name (Songbird)
No ...
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Yoruba Goddess Egungun-Oya (A Conversation With Lucifer)
My charming Yoruba Goddess, this is not Heaven, this is not Earth, this is my superiority, and I rule with grit and grim
To keep lost mortals submissive throughout the ages of time
Unto me, I give unto you the storms and the soft whispers sailing upon the wind
The convergent of energy encased in the rites of passage when eyes are closed, I set the soul free
Soaring to the blinding light, the gray matter asunder of vessel between life and earth must blend, where eternity mends
Incantations must and will be spilled
Allow me to differentitate for you, thy free will
It is your medium of self that cried out before death I must carry your heart, mind to the third Heaven of the 33rd degree
For the blind and for the meek
The music has my name embedded into the lyrics
My hellish mission is to control minds by the laws of physics
Confuse the po... |
I Will Be Your Soft Whisper
I will be your soft whisper
When your tender touch to my skin is felt, understood
Naked, eye to eye, fingers dropping as they should
Enwrap my waist pulling me closer than most
The scent of your presence, our bodies pasted, bodies joust
Lay me down, feel my breath mingling with yours
This feeling ordained from the Heavens to the Waterloo shores
Slipping inside me, arched back, tight fit among a cadence of sighs
Blissful ride of passion found between these thighs
I will be your soft whisper
Soft rain, as you come to feel the essence given of my beautiful frame
Satisfied, petrified, lost souls rehash, drips of honey to make it last
Continue, sultry songs, resonances of contentment heard pass gone
For our nocturnal craving echoing s... |
WADE IN THE WATER
To the soft winds, unified voices, echoing on the winds traveling North
Weary feet galloping to freedom as a stampede in the night, stars above guiding its course
To the raging storms in the cloak of South
Sweat, blood, tears, silence of hindrance, chained speech, Wade In The Water rang from mouths
To the Sun shining its compassion for sovereignty upon the shores of the East
Divinity, we break bread, alliance we greet, we sit upon the ancestral land to reverence in peace
To the fire embers tossed in bellowing squalls of the West
God tempers the land of depravity, burned offerings, land rooted in the soil of hellish and unrest
Unto the blessing phrases of la Lune, I bow my head
Allow my quill pen to dip in ink
To indoctrinate this moment and do not deviate from words I’ve said
My head bent, eyes closed as learning the meaning of life as a birthed child
Mo... |
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 decei... |
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... |
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