REVISIONS AND BLANK SPACES
White bodies between
blue lines breathe when
black blood gives life to pages
Black bodies outlined
between white lines;
death stains concrete pavement
Red lines strike through black lines
executing their existence
Red lines stream from Black lives;
executing their existence
Erase, backspace, deleted, re-type: lines rewritten to live once more
Black face, erased, deleted, gone: another Black child lives no more…
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Possibilities
There is no music;
No lights on or candles burning,
No lotions or oils,
No toys or games to be played.
No pre-conceptions or forethoughts,
No expectations, no consequences.
No spoken words.
No elaborate facades to mask the atmosphere,
No exotic aromas or sweet scents to permeate the air.
There are only two bodies; his and hers
There are his lips.
Not yet meant to touch hers,
But to explore the essence of her being.
His faint breath caresses the silhouette
of her nipples as his lips contour to them.
His kisses linger.
They move from her breasts to her navel
leaving a trail of anticipation.
There are his hands.
Strong as a man's hands should be
Yet unexpectedly gentle.
As he finds his way to her back,
his hands cup her breasts while the journey of kisses
continue from the nape of her neck
down to the small of her bac... |
Another Day
U take my breath away
and live on my pain
I'd die for u today
but I survive
on the hope that
tomorrow
u'll love
me too |
The Perfect FairyTale
I am A perfect...
mind full of deceptive fables
candied with hope filled
nightmares born of dilluted
fantasies.
I am A perfect...
carcass of misery,
whose, while waiting for charming,
heart was blackened by
venomous kisses
left by an evil prince
whose lips tainted
this poisioned apple.
I am A perfect...
fool, grasping at
the sun's intangible
promise, scorched by the
burn of my own hesitance,
leaving my fingerprints seared
with an inscription
reading,"Only when you believe".
I am A perfect...
disbeliever believing
reality reads better than fiction,
and no dream sprinkled with fairy dust
will magically imagine me
somewhere over the rainbow.
I am A perfect...
unfinished story,
searching in a forest of
lions, tigers, and bears
for a yellow brick road
that will ... |
Open Invitation
Never imagined making love to me
to be calendar worthy,
having to find time in ur day
to fit me in.
Compliments stopped rolling off
ur tongue months ago...
no longer the most beautifullist
thing in ur world.
Date nights have been cancelled
until further notice or at least
until u can find ur way home
before morning's light.
Conversations between us
have turned into a one on one
with myself since I'm
the only one who
seems to be
present in this
relationship.
Now u want to "discuss"
why another man is in ur house?
Love loved u.
Love waited on u day and night
wondering where u were.
Love begged for communication
but u refused to talk.
Love laid in a bed alone
with only her thoughts
to keep her warm.
Love packed ur sh*t
and left it outside
where ur time,
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In Truth
Who am I to claim knowledge
on the essence of mAn?
I'm a WomAn journeying
to unearth the woMan I am.
Yet, I bleed of HiS blood
and I'm born of hIs bone,
I breathe hiS spirit
and live in HiS soul
I am of hiM
and by nature complex
multiples of each otHer,
divided by sex.
I am hiS strength
and HiS strength is miNe
still we tear down each oTher
one brick at a time
I once was a QuEen
reigning strong with my KiNg
Now hE deems me a b**ch,
a ho...nothing
No longer regarded
as a QueEn by hiS side
reflection of a weak
and hollow inside
But again WE are lost
in a lie WE believe
that WE are not fruits of life
but hate's poisonous seeds
and WE sow these seeds
rooted in self-hate
cultivated in ignorance,
producing oUr pain
WE feast on this pain
and feed it to OuR chi... |
My Playground
The day I let my fingers
walk around
my playground
was the day
I discovered how
much fun playing
by myself
can be. |
Final Chapter
i could never imagine myself
in your book,
written as an idea on your pages
trying to define me with definitions
that have no actual connection
to the words being used,
at least not by you.
words like:
beautiful, appreciated
intelligent, wonderful,
needed, wanted,
Loved.
no connection.
i could never imagine myself
in your book,
beautifully typed on lavender pages
that never stick together when you turn them.
no crimps, no creases, no rips or tears;
seemingly perfect.
i could never imagine myself
in your book,
chapters lined with creative metaphors
and imagery to stimulate the senses
of those whose eyes and minds solicit
themselves to be bought by your
bewitching lies.
i could never imagine myself i... |
Little Girl Little Girl
painted face.
face painted with
all she thinks they want
to see.
trembling lips tinted
with the color of
brazen sass
to accentuate
the lie of a
perfect smile.
eyes shadowed
with salacious blues
to hide the blues
of dying eyes,
no hope.
brush strokes
of bronzed blush shades
her sallow and worn
face with an illuminating
glow of faulty perfection.
her temple...
the sovereign body
of an ignorant queen
inviting her sacred walls
to be desecrated
for the sake of
affection.
she drapes her body
with sex.
a virgin of self-worth
abstaining from self-confidence
lays oblivious to the fact
that every time she lets
them fck her
she fcks herself.
she gives them all she
thinks they want to see
and every time they walk away
a piece... |
When Love Was Ours
It started out as lust that night
our bodies met
for the first time.
That first kiss held me.
That first touch bound me.
I laid down on your bed
and discovered intimacy.
My legs rested on your shoulders
as your tongue rested
in my quiet place.
My senses were awakened;
stimulated by
the thought of you
inside of me.
You navigated my body
like it was
familiar to you,
taking your time to reach
each destination
as we both
enjoyed you getting there.
You placed your lips on mine
and I tasted you
tasting me.
You kissed me slowly
as though time would
wait for us.
I fell deeper into your
soul and began to drown
in your spirit.
You were so gentle with me
and every second with you
was beautiful.
You entered my body
and I wrapped myself
in that... |
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