your imposing frame infatuated
me/
when i spotted thee/
up on the ave looking hotter than
the hottest be/
you and me exploring intimacy/
that?s my prophecy/
quest to hit you up like odyssey/
love your styles decked out
modestly/
simple garbs worn royally/
doing something strange to me/
matchless audacity/
when injustice calls for bravery/
cause you got activist
tendencies/
share an affinity/
to the authorities/
in this artistic industry/
mentally packed tight/
physically stacked right/
you that diamond in my mind?s
eye/
attract light/
mad lips smile and covet your
magnificence/
wanting to claim you with shallow
intent/
but you got sense/
won?t give in to superficial
pretense/
even when the sensation is
intense/
gonna get familiar before you
commence/
and i like that shit/
love it like dope fiends need
their next hit/
overwhelmed by your magic/
knew from the start that i?d have
to have it/
got patience unlike most/
of your qualities you could
boast/
but that?s not you/
yours is a virtuous groove/
in which I?d readily get lost/
when my rhythm is slightly off/
call you the boss/
imprinted on my soul/
trying to catch up with your flow/
your vibe has taken hold/
unless you push i?m not letting
go/
so when can i get close/
sensuality invoked/
nature stroked/
by the feelings you provoke/
smoke to fire by the way that you
stoke/
and i?m impressed/
by your selflessness/
help lift the yoke/
of common folk/
working everyday but dying
broke/
like me they feel the hope/
that finds its voice in your throat/
transform the shattered notes/
you strengthen you soothe/
you move/
and silence everyone in view/
give shape/
to my desolate fate/
defy the norm/
you give form/
you warm/
stand erect in the storm/
i gotta ? i gotta - i gotta slow
down/
before i drown/
in your abyss in your surround/
what I?m feeling now/
has me questioning the profound/
simply put without all the fuckin?
around/
how can I be down?
Everything you touch, you change.
Everything you change, changes you.
I contemplate that statement and
wonder if it?s true
Because we?ve touched in so many
ways that our days
Seem to fade into those overnight,
all-night-long kinds of stays.
But you didn?t change and we?re still
the same,
And this relationship still doesn?t
have a name.
Consider the consequences of our
actions,
I?m making love to you but loving only
in fractions.
So while I?m giving you my body I?m
trying to reassure my mind
That this just might, if I give it to you
right, be my time
To become your soul sister, the one
whose love you can know is real.
I hide my face hoping that what?s in my
heart will be concealed.
You won?t acknowledge the emotion
but you enjoy the thrill,
And I must like it because I can?t find
the will
To leave or force you to define what
we can?t seem to design
Your lion?s den has become my
confine but still you?re not mine.
So is this goodbye?
I mean, I have to find some peace of
mind,
some soul sustaining truth
To this arrangement or whatever you
want to call this
thing between me and you.
It?s been going on too long, too much,
too fast.
I revealed my ass
Before you revealed your heart or a
promise to make this last.
I know that that the fault is not yours
alone to claim, I too bear the shame
Of having being defeated by the game
like some unsuspecting dame.
I?m not some one-dimensional
character that you can make stagnant
In the lines of the manipulative
masterpiece you?ve crafted.
Let?s say what this is or what it isn?t,
not what it could be
If I would just surrender these
thoughts of matrimony.
I have reached an epiphany of truth,
we are not the two
And I am not the one to keep giving
myself to you.
So I bid you a sweet ado.
Yes, please believe it?s true. I?m
saying farewell to this over rated
rendezvous.
Please try not to be shocked that I?m
choosing solitude over you.
It?s my rightful element, you know,
being by myself so that I can grow
anew.
I welcome the release of my spirit as
its fluid state takes form to something
true.
And I can?t even say that I am going to
miss you, how sad the realization
That I have never been anything more
than a passing explanation
To the inquiry of whether you had
someone in our life like a girlfriend or
a wife.
My behavior has been suspect and
down right out of place in my life.
But I?m back from make believe, and
this is surely goodbye!
She lays me down near
Rushing waters, and my soul
Is calmed by her melodic flow.
In the midst of the
World?s madness I am
Freed from my restless intellect.
Only what I feel matters,
Not what I see or know.
And in the comfort of
Her I grow.
I am made to understand
By the embrace of her hand
That I am both hero and foe,
Revealing emotions that
Folks need to know.
Her rapture consoles me
And I am no longer flawed,
No longer living outside of
myself.
I am made whole because she
Lends me her harmonies.
I am sprung on her beauty,
Seeing her treasure in
The words that she speaks.
They baptize me
While I rest at her feet.
Willingly I admit defeat.
I move because she allows me
To realize my kinetic energy.
I love what she does
When she wraps herself around
me.
Countless times I have reached
Climax from the thrust
Of her piece penetrating deep.
Under the surge of her release
I shake and am helplessly
Stripped of any resistance.
She makes me define my
existence
And establish my position
On politics and war,
On spirituality and love,
On yesterday and tomorrow.
In her light
Opposites become parallels,
Falsehoods become truth,
Generalities become specifics,
Thoughts become imagery,
Words become entities,
Fiction becomes reality,
Reality becomes fantasy,
Questions become answers,
And I become her.
Represented by a blur
Moving quickly towards infinity.
She speaks through me
Her lyrical bounty
Simply because she needs to be.
Thank God for this poetry
That makes me a truer me.
She forces me to be
Exactly what you see ?
A slave to her legacy.
I give in respectfully,
Seeking that part of her
That is a part of me.
And despite my limited capacity
I am made into a masterpiece.
She has forgotten her beauty,
Too busy remembering to be
grateful for breathing.
Her days are weighted with the
sighs of bored children,
Bills she can not pay,
Coveted glimpses through
catalogues of dresses she can
not afford,
And an ungrateful mate who
thinks that
Washing dishes
Changing diapers
Cleaning chocolate from small
hands
Dusting lampshades
Vacuuming carpets
And cooking each and every meal
Is not real work.
But if she could dance naked
Beneath a canopy of trees and
be lifted on a breeze
Like the melody of a lark,
If she could swim through the
quiet current of the Caribbean
Sea
With the grace of a mermaid
And be embraced by its warmth
and rising tide,
If she could see how regal her
knotty crown is
As it cascades
Onto shoulders shaped
So sensually that the
Ends of each loc are grateful to
rest there,
Then she would know that her
light radiates
In the soft crease of her smile,
And in the strength of her spirit,
And she is beauty.
But the trees bear no leaves on
her street,
Bring forth only bitter fruits.
And the dirty water in her
kitchen sink
Gives back no reflection.
No, I am not ashamed to say that I have
loved for the wrong reasons
Loved when love was out of season,
committed treason
Against my mind, my body, my spirit
because I thought love was all about
pleasin.?
Yes, I have behaved like a floozy, gave up
the booty to a few cuties
Rather loosely whether they had a lover
that they claimed to love truly,
Or not quite fully, even so I laid them duly
like it was my duty.
And yes, I have been stripped of
self-esteem when I fed into the dream
Of loving the potential instead of the real
thing, it sometimes seemed
That this thing for which I?d give so much
so freely, I couldn?t really imagine
belonging to me.
Yes, I?ve made decisions that forced me to
fold and lose, there were some clues
That I missed along the road of truths, I
paid some dues with songs of b-girl blues
Stood in shoes I could neither fit nor
forward move.
But no, I will not try to shy away from who I
was on yesterday
Because dammit I am proud to say that I
came through okay to my today
Despite the sacrifice I had to pay to see
the way, I found solace on my knees when I
bent to pray.
Yes, by faith I am here, through all my tears
from all my yesteryears
I can?t see what God sees, but my path is
clear. I don?t listen to everything that?s
said, but I can hear
Nothing that I was or am do I wish to
disappear, there is courage even when
there is fear.
So yes, I testify that even the sad and
exhausted sigh of a tune can learn to rise
To a crescendo so strong and secure in
its flight that it lifts and lights the midnight
skies
And smiles at the bold sight of the moon in
the day?s light.
Yes, I am blessed, I am free, just me, an
entity of humility
And when I choose responsibility instead
of pity for the me that behaved sometimes
foolishly
I am convinced that I?d no better person be
if I had not learned to just love me.
Yes, all of me, whoever I am, wherever I?ve
gone, whatever I?ve said, whatever I?ve done
The sadness I?ve felt, the jagged pills I?ve
swallowed, the revelations I?ve had, the
victories I?ve won.
For when I was smart, for when I was dumb,
and yes, even the times I sought help with
the race I?ve run.
See all of these things are truly the sum of
what you see before you, of what I have
become.