Thief Of Hearts

Thief Of Hearts

He stole my prized possession
With no regard of my feelings or hesitation
He knew that was my leverage for obsession
Return it please give it back
How it was stolen is enough to send the mind totally out of whack

Now I have no defense of attack while basking in pleasure my carnal shared snacks
This robbery has derailed me completely off track

My priceless jewel in life to admire
My secret weapon for a mind to succumb under its fire and desire
Gemologists couldn’t place a price tag on the item to thoroughly acquire
Report has been filed
Given an inch took a mile
To take what does not belong to you is considered a crime

You will now do the time
It will be more than paying any hefty fine

I do have your number
I will haunt your body while at rest and in slumber
It’s not over as it would seem
How does it feel to wake up each night from a...

A Whisper To Gaia

Aquarian Water rises not from rivers, or  by the roaring of the seas
But from the quiet sanctum
I carry in my spirit

It pours in silver arcs unbound unclaimed
A celestial tide that answers only to the sky

Tonight the Moon enters shadow
And the Sun holds his golden breath
Between them
Earth becomes the keeper of their ancient conversation

I stand in that hush daughter of wind
Bearer of water
Keeper of the unseen currents that move beneath thought

My lineage taught me that eclipses are not endings, but unveilings
Moments when the cosmos leans close enough
To whisper truth into the bones of women
Who know how to listen

So I drape the mirrors to quiet reflection
Light the blue flame to steady emotion
And place salt at the door to honor the boundary
Between what enters and what must remain outside

Aquarian Water flows through me
...

When The Moon Enters Shadow: A Partial Lunar Eclipse Reflection Across Sky And Spirit

A partial lunar eclipse is never just an astronomical event.
It is a moment when the sky pauses, when the Sun and Moon exchange their ancient vows through the quiet body of the Earth.

The Sun stands in its golden stillness, the Moon drifts into the soft cradle of shadow, and for a breath in time, light becomes memory and memory becomes revelation.

Across cultures, eclipses have always carried a hush, a sacred pause and in my Creole and Haitian heritage, this hush is not fear, but reverence.

It is a time when the women within my culture, my famly, must step into our ancestral roles as keepers of balance, protectors of the home, and guardians of spiritual clarity.

During any eclipse, we adopt what our elders call sacred pleasantries, gentle practices meant to honor the sky and steady the spirit.

We do not call upon darkness.
We do not summon shadow.
We simply acknowledge that the cosmos is shiftin...

A Thousand Years From Forever (Series Two of Series Five

Pearly Gates  
The Second Heaven
B.C
 
My Supreme King, there are whispers resonating to the skies above
You have sequestered a generational King, in the name of him confessing to an unknown queen, his immortal love
We must sift our intelligence through the stirring of this rare occasion
Time is of essence to steer this meeting and its dire unforeseen persuasion
 
The Third Heaven would like to know the lucidity, behind this drastic measure, which your empire has never been done
A Kingdom without a King to honor is like a follower not showing his own reflection under the shadow of the Sun
We are the chariots who take the rebirth of wayward souls, soaring them to the next journey of an evolutional life
The spirit of our sacred alliance to the Holy One, the cradle of existence thee Archangels greet your soul in the, ‘liminal state’ the sunset of the ...

Home

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      
Sensations so strong, weakness asunder we fall      
Whispers cry out in the calling of the still night      
        
My weakened soft moans, his 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 Hea...

Spiritually Commissioned

Inhale and exhale and close your eyes
Let me softly memorize your mind with lullabies whispered from the skies
Shh… just flow upon the crest of my words
I will always carry you like a breeze to understand my dialect of the Dove when soaring like a Hummingbird
To the Watchers, the Mothers of Nature, catered by the Psalms’ stigmata to witness, the prophecy of rebirth shall and will be done
Into the salvation of my bone marrow, the hieroglyphics of my temple I shroud my existence as one
My Water Paradise, this Nubian Queen stands, I will commence with bated breaths of love to atone
Famine and hunger tossed on the winds shall be fulfilled, a warm coat of compassion now coveting upon desolate bones

Uprise, the navigators of the Earth, for the flow of water to reach the rebirth of the Sun
Touch the skies with voices of merriment, sing the songs of old, my royal lineage echoes thy will be done
As sure as the Aqua...

Reclaiming Your Lost Dreams

Just stopping through on a Friday with my spiritual incantation to advise you always to seek peace, find your center, and give yourself mental clarity, as it cradles and keeps you.

I would like to wish everyone a consecrated day, and it is late summer, Wow,  time is progressing, Autumn is almost upon us. Can you believe kids are now returning to school? Some parents will be ushering their child or children to college for the first time during the incoming Fall semester.

It makes me think back to when I arrived here in the States, and that white suitcase that held books and mementos from my gran’s midwife practice office, given as a gesture of best wishes.

That woman was determined her granddaughter entered the medical field one way or another. I changed my course of study over time, and with deepest regret, I should have been an attorney for some affluent corporation. I have an Associate’s Degree in Criminal Justice , I ha...

The Waterloo (Series One of Five)

Sometimes you have to take it back to the origin
Back to the sacred waters where Kings rise and Queens remember
Back to the realm below sea level where ancient voices move like tides
Back to the place where Archangels walk beside Sovereigns and prophecy breathes
This is the first passage
The first return
The first remembering
The Waterloo is my second home
A realm of rebirth
A realm of ascension
A realm where the beginning and the beyond meet in the quiet of the spirit

A Thousand Years From Forever 
The Waterloo  
Below Sea Level

The Emergence of Archangel Michael

My Lord I am here within the midst of ancient time
I have blessed over the waters that flow through this ecosystem pours of Holy wine
I have baptized every fowl and christened every fruit tree and all the grapevines
This realm is sacred an...

Touched By An Angel (Upon The Stars with Poet Darkcloud)

Touch you, touch the tip of your nose              
Touching your lips when your mouth is closed        
Touching your hair, touching your soul      
Touching with warmth, chasing the cold
Touching, touching, touching to hold      
       
Touch such passionate bliss      
Touching a blush, a passionate kiss      
Touch feels like, la la la la la, touching a wish      
A touch as light as angels' feathers, a touching together...mingled in pleasure        
A touching of love touching forever      
       
Can I touch the erroneous of your divine mind      
Where passion and rapture fuses between us like a beautiful rhythm as w...

“Royal Insignia (Aquarian Water)”

I’ll Find You Again
Inhaling the time of our origin
Under the tree of life, we vowed before the beginning of sin
Through the blanket of my fingers  
The silhouette of his soul still beautifully lingers    
Like a wet ring of curiosity, it embeds      
The remembrance of passion slides over the fullness of my lips
Whispering in my ear, I will always be his      
      
Fertile seeds of creation ornamenting the lush peaks of my Chi      
Balancing the scales of our moment, keeping me pleased between my thighs      
Who’s to say, what will the progression be      
Where destinies of its drips shall go, settling in the midnight tease      
      
Did we predict this second offering of our fate  &#...