Naked Canvas

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 ...

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...