"HIS POTENTIAL"

"THE ESSENCE OF A GENTLEMEN" by Humble Meeks

Jovial, he is....such a smile of charismatic chemistry not duplicated by any, but persuades with sound rhetoric.

Organic soul, he has....bearing seeds of foretold wisdom divinely sewn of orchestrated tempo.

Reign with resilience....his gift....his weapon of invisible force, that only the waves of his potential can reveal with blazing strife.

Intellectual lips....he speaks....not in song nor poetic sonnets, but in embryotic rhythm of forgotten language even scholastic evidence will eternally cease to uncover.

Sovereignty.... he acknowledges of the True God....blood, sweat, tears, none are a weakness of his being, but all contribute to his ability to conquer to his humble epiphany, to the name he bore dedication of life.

"HIS POTENTIAL"

His Potential In the mental capacity of a woman long since single. Her recollection of a man's mind, charisma, speech, walk, tone, and smell has become unfamiliar. Cravings lost, the passing by of His aura gives no cause for attention. She is lost in a world she has settled for, a stand still on love and all that moves is her determination to be more than what she perceives as life........until.........His Potential.........She noticed, one of a kind........mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......His Potential greetings sparked a pulsating FLOW from the touch of His fingertips to the cells that lay dormant in her soul. Her eyes begin to dream as she follows the silhouette of His lips, the broad of His shoulders, the rip of His chest to his abs, the saxy of His hands, the bow of His legs........then............a whisper........hhhhhhhhhhh..........She listens........mmmmmmmmm.........A Potential whisper reveals the intellect of His charismatic tone. The way he speaks his Potential scrolls, reverses...