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At my home there is silence, quietness, and solitude, no mouthy people, with tempers, or bad a** attitudes, just Peace, no beef with any neighbors, No not at all, no problems, or arguments…
Can you feel it Shh, allow the galaxy to pamper your body, blanket the essence of your mind, bit-by-bit Travel on a higher awareness to understand the galaxy’s gentle gift Close your eyes and allow your mind to softly drift…
Rooted in the orchard we are one upon this earth, we speak new beginnings as the months give way to birth…
59. Retired, but not retiring from life. Looking to relocate for the right lips. Retired, and in need of a master rest in my life. I'm housebroken, intelligent by design, and, in actuality, I am the conversation piece… or perhaps the peace…
Her pulse rises slowly, dampening the embroidery of her intricate lace. Dreams of him…
Mm.. lay upon the bed of me pollinate the rose petal of my inner silken calling Baptize in the holiness of my nakedness Let my mouth christen the head of your knowledge as your carnal foray gets hard of its nature obedience Thrust the length inside my…
I have soul ties, and I broke most of them. They were well deserved. Can you imagine someone telling that they "miss you" after they tried to kill your soul. To get out, you have to lose and regain control. You have to push back and when you hear…
A secret letter you will never receive, A hand written note you will never see, Although, I'd mail it to you discretely, You shall never, ever know that it came from me…
My love, my Moorish King we have been walking our land way before time Delivering our messages to hearts, with reasons and with rhymes Giving kids smiles of joy each cheerful holiday ingrained in the divine Do you think the grown folk masses are really…
Poetry is at a standstill, but our sheer will keeps living words from going silent…
On a Sunday morning, I give God the Praise giving him thanks…
Breathless, we press chest to chest and begin our ascent. The embrace guides us…
OH NO, THE CAT'S OUT THE BAG!!! YA'LL WERE ALL FOOLED, and ALL HAVE BEEN HAD!!! MESSINESS ALL AROUND, I AM SO GLAD!!! It's a sin in a shame, in fact, it's just sad, I am glad, because I DODGED THAT BULLET!!!, It didn't SET RIGHT WITH ME, and GOD…
A New Chapter in Representation The recent election cycle has opened a new chapter for many communities across the nation. Newly elected African American Democrats in various goverment positions, from Atlanta to Mississippi and beyond, are now…
I am his, he is mine I am the glass he pours into, I am his vintage wine Before I tell you, I must mention I am his universal Queen, his divine mission When his heart feels sad, his presence is off-centered, a gravitational loss…
Candlelight dwindled in the warmth of their tone. The mood succumbed as silence could no longer cradle a moan…
We hold church on concrete, palms pressed to chipped brick, the pastor is a man in a Timberland suit and a hoodie preaching from the light of a streetlamp that flickers like it’s arguing with the city. Children count stars between high-rises…
If you can't CONTEMPLATE, then JUST EVACUATE, if it gets OUT OF LINE…
That magnetic scent of seduction that lures that person’s pheromones to partake In the feast of its ebbing passion The sweetest dizzy feeling, that giddiness as if we have a secret The boundaries of the heart are limitless Our conjoined minds in the…
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