What a cut up event it has been

smile from ear to ear

turn to grin to grin

Name of the game was fun

got it done

Money never was an issue

once you have done the war zone thing

lot of stuff in life dont mean rhe same

Still havin fun though m...

Reality is owning your truth,

feeling the heat of your fires,

the mandarin hues to electric blues.

Admit that you want me as I do you,

from the depths beyond your pearly gate,

the empty space yearning to be valued.

I should not cross, but oc...

yeah

I often wondered why
you and I
never touched the sky
why we never stopped along the way to paint pictures of ourselves
abstract
or in fine detail
admiring the finished product before the final exhibition

yeah

every step along t...

When I look in the mirror, who do I see? I look at them, at us and at me. If there was ever an image worthy of a good look-see, examine your reflection, it's our connection to each other and to our ancestry.

In the midnight hour as I cross your mind

The je ne sais quoi behind my seductive rhythms

In bed as you’re laying alone

Mm... as you’re privately stroking your male testosterone

Fantasies to indulge dancing in your head

Instilling an infu...

Dance unto my heart with such sweet tender words

Take my mind, my body, the gentle yearning for you I quietly prefer

Soar my Chi higher than the calling of the morning birds

Entwined lovers as hearts float through Heaven’s pearly gates

Let...

Give me divinity’s purpose or give me earthly rest

Like Spring that flies home to the bosom of Heaven’s winter nest

Smile in grace in perilous times as the sky remains high

The road to mental and spiritual salvation is not wide

Within my j...

Her miraculous womb expatriating the world within the palm of her hands

Poignant to the masculinity of man’s intellect

Taking him deeper into the sanctum of her liberation

Where the binary of books could never misconstrue the freedom of her r...

I witnessed pure devotion

the second my eyes mirrored

her atop my masculinity victorious,

wearing the glory in sweat.

It was amazing the way she moved,

the way she oohed and aahed

my every sense into an applaud

amounting t...

Articulating the intimacy,

face to face with my eyes drawn,

her taboo is pulsing heavily,

heaving for me to carry on.

Spontaneously stowing emotions,

holding on to her baggage spoken

even though some of her thrill is gone,

ain't paying for no subscription I got bills I don't mean dollars I'm counting cents trying to make a meal stick I need sustenance life is breath and every breath gets spent enough to know the cost of being here ain't rent free the cash that disap...

it's gonna take a reader to find me I don't mean a medium more like wikipedia I try to be good but not that obedient learning something new everyday like a mathematician doing subtraction and addition there's always something to add and take away ...

What up dog? It is what it always has been and we are moving forward in the light of the divine. There is wine for everyone and Judas got bounced at the door. And now that we have had a taste, we want more. Greed is a cup that overfloweth and I kn...

My distorted sense of right and wrong does not belong, but still feels right at home in this civilized jungle.

where genres meet in a dim afterhours bar somewhere beyond time jazz was already there laughing softly into a glass full of midnight blues sat in the corner wearing heartbreak like an old coat classical kept staring out the window thinking about ...

creepy people everywhere one standing on the stairs one laughing in underwear one shoe not a pair streetlights coughing silver smoke rain dripping through the air everybody moving strange everybody stop and stare my mind a train ride steel screami...

I gotta train to catch

I hear it coming

Sitting on a rusty bench in Natchez Mississppi

Waiting for the iron horse

Red dust cling to my my Florsheim heels

One step from the plantation

My blues on a string

Juke joint preachin

Sing blasphemou...

white snow falling on black streets
you, on my mind

the arrival of spring
awakens the earth with every shade of green
you, on my mind

summer
melting the senses
hypnotizing the body into submission
you on my mind

autumn
caressing
i...

the pastor not my pastor but probably your pastor wants you to give them money the pastor who has you believing he or she has a direct line to the supreme being the most high the one called God the pastor has you believing that your creator is usi...