Saturday, February 27, 2010

Black King

What light has evolved to my mind/Warmth/The sunshine surrounded to lift my spirit/I Feel....FREE!/Across the bed/Bare skin left to reminisce on the scent/Breathing in the essence that cooks my soul with hot/ Black Love/A memory of that song the Black King sung/"If you take your love away from me, i'll go crazy... i'll go insane!"/A love, a love, a love/A life that loves.....ME!/I cant break away/I cant break free/My baby, my man, my heart, my love, my everything...MY KING/ Black King/ Knows every way to move my senses/My every emotion & feeling/Numb, my lips.../Like the overflow of drinks we take before the games begin/But the feel of his kiss never leaves/Never disperses/Never dry, never rough/So smooth/Juicy to the big lips on my face/The oriface that keeps him enclosed/Secretly & deeply/To me/My body/His property, his gift/From me/His Queen/ Black Queen/ Mmm...I could sing the song he makes my body sing.../The ways that i like it/Never forgetting the tingling, moaning, & shaking/ He delivers to me...

My soul shakes, for him./ His body, his skin/his strength/in me.../ Black Spirit./ His love, only for me/ Something I always cherish/ What special heart he has/ A perfect thing/ What was said, that could never be.../Perfect/ He is!/ Everything, anyone could ever want/ The smile in the morning/ Release of stress in the night./ Stature of the African King that he is/ Proud, Strong, Handsome, Responsible, Respectful, Worthy/ Worth it/ He is/The Protector/The Truth/The Love/ Every way.../ Beautiful/ Selfish is the love that I have/ I cant hide it/ What he is.../no one can take from me/ My love, to only give to him/ The One./ Him/ Black King/ My joy/ The every free feeling in my heart/ Like the creamiest vanilla ice cream/ & the moistest slice of chocolate cake/ My food for thought/The delight to my senses/ He makes my soul high./ Feeding off his sight/into his eyes, the deep/ Mesmerizing & hypnotizing/ Hard to look away/ Eyes closed to daydream.../ What comes true...

Hoped for since youth./ The perfect fairytale./ The Perfect words always said that can hold me closer to him./ The keepsake to my many precious treasures./ The expensive that is priceless/ in loving/ my royalty./ My King./ Any sense that if left from you, my life would never be the same./ One that is strong enough to sacrifice lifes dreams/ to settle for the happiness that he is./ Catering to his every need./ With care, with love, with desire, with sincerity, with pride./ Do whatever to make u(s) happy & comfortable/ in our relationship/ Our unity/ Our peace/ Our love/ Our life./ Problems never arrive because we/ have the strength & love to keep built joy within our Kingdom/ shared Queendom./ a castle, a domain.../ a Universe./ Where Venus & Mars orbit to each others circumferences./ Each others bodies/ Strong, profound/ molded to perfection/ inside & out/ speaks art to the canvas...

He has the control/ to keep my soul/ my spirit intertwined into the beats of his heart./ We breathe, eat, think, sleep, see, read, feel, express,... Love./ Forever Deep Love./ What Queen needs from her King./ The Supreme overnight/ every night ecstasy./ Freedom to feel./ Freedom to scream./ Life./ Satisfying the body that forms the barrier of protection/ for future life./ What Mother Nature & God formed for Earth/ to be born, & grow./ Perfect is the man./ What she deserves/ searches for, finds, embraces & keeps./ The Healer./ The Teacher./ The Giver./ The Lifeline./ He is higher than most./ The melodic harmony to my lifes ears./ He serenades my souls nervous system/ with his lively lyrics./ The Perfect Song... "Don't Leave Me Girl".../ I will never.../ From the Strength of my pride, my heart/ the bones that carry me/ to him./ Black Woman, Black Queen./ I stand/ by my Black Man/ Black King...


Sunday, January 31, 2010 at 6:52pm
No two snowflakes are the same.
Just as the sun rises, so does the moon & 11 hours later they too shall fall.
No heart is alike & neither are their minds.
Not Safe to say that one may read a heart but not the mind.
6:10 eyes are crying in pain & not happiness.
More times than most we want so desperately to speak but cant get the verbal recital to elude from our mouths.
There is a 0 to 1,000,000 chances of a perfect life. Its not made to happen. We arent made to let it happen. But daily striving for an inevitable feat as such!
There is no winning for a lost cause.
Souls multiply spirits emotions to add a feeling to divide among others but the solution always ends as something subtracted from self.
Rebel or Restrain.
Listen to your heart or your mind.
Theres more than an ample supply of blood to give to your brain, which is pumped from your heart, but the receptors of your brain and nervous system must tell the cardiovascular to do so.. & the cycle continues or all else fails.
1 chance.
Let the heart do the brains work.
Feel your mind from within.
Dont fight it.