Love Language

I did not know that there was anyone else who spoke this language, had this sweet way of painting with words and images. You are a gift, a blessing to me.

I adore you.

You have a deep, deep sweetness waiting to spill out of you.
It rises in you like hot sap.

Enough of that

The quantum mechanics of spirit allow us to shadow one another to occupy the same

spaces at the same time, no matter how far apart my body is from yours my spirit is forever next to yours. I must be close to you always or I will be lost.
I will be next to you even when I am dust. Or else I will be lost.

An answer to my most secret and fervent prayers you are.
I wish I could consecrate the ground you walk on...but instead I pray

Birth

She said "From Struggle We Birth Miracles"
I laughed and said "Well then call me Jesus. God of Unconditional Love."
I named it and the Light Shone upon the Deep.
I called you Love, watched you turn into the Moon start spinning and stirring the Oceans.

The water of You is in my body.
Gave Life and Birth and Blood/First Breath all came from you.
My every heartbeat echoes You.
I Am Because We Are.

I knew you in the Beginning before Naming, We were there together.
I knew you.

Now we are many, shining like the stars.

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It was amazing
...I danced for 1,000 years in the dark starlight of her love.
And wandered lost
For 8,000 more
for want of
her long fingered touch
her thorough kisses
Ne'er to be forgotten
her burning and luxurious gaze.
I hear her call
It is the same as my own
heart

I reach for her
to find
only flame and blade.
Only fire and steel.
...I have only these roses and cups of sweet wine
Only these silly ass poems

So I run
I retreat
I turn away
I go
And yet I love still

Black Love on Fire

Black love, on fire
Burns brightest
And then sputters
fails. Needs constant jumpstarts.

Needs nursing sometimes beyond reason.

Swaddling sometimes baby steps...

And then falling

Get back up. Don't quit ever.

Not so many weekend getaways we had
Very few rose petals
But we say yes to lots of bacon and grits

To bedtime bowls and cheerios

We lost that
Now just weary and tired of
Too many lies and secrets and
Non prioritization

Too much rage and fear
Not enough time for redemption
Time and time again
Violation
Foul
No and no and no
Too many negatives

Beat me

you beat me

like hot steel

raw material. ore

refined. pounded into shape

sharp.shift

change I can

i am.

have to

change

Love Poems

I Am Because We Are

I Am Because We Are

Beautiful
Amazing
Glorious
Together
In Love

I Am Because We Are

not ever alone
never again
I was created for you
and you for me

We have become One
Wherever you go
There I am also

And this is not the beginning
or the end of anything
just a continuation
of what has always been
This will always be
We have been preparing for this
our whole lives

I Am Because We Are

devoted, deserving, amazing, beautiful
together and in love

I Am Because We Are

All that I am is committed to you
We are on the Golden Path
living our purpose in Divine Light

I Am Because We Are

in The Ideal State
completely surrounded by Love

I Am Because We Are

completely unafraid
to face anything
so long as it is together
that we face it

And it is this love,
this beautiful perfect Love
that has carried us
from the High Places
of our far off Homeland

Across the oceans into the cotton fields and cities of this new land
and will carry us hand in hand
to our Golden Future

I Am Because We Are

Beautiful
Amazing
Precious
Complete
Together

In Love

A old jawn from 1994

Today's selection is a poem I wrote in the early spring of 1994, right around the time my son Aaron was born. I was coming from work downtown and I had just been paid. There was a lady drugged out of her mind on the L train going west. She had an open purse full of money and she was gone somewhen else. It was so cliche it was must have been a set up, except for no self respecting cop would let their undercover alter ego get that grimy. Wasn't no Philly white chick going to sign up to look methed out. She was just an old withered dope fiend about to get robbed. I feel bad now, I should have had more compassion, but back then I was just young and still very angry. I thought I was evolved, and in many ways I was, but I couldn't see white supremacy the way I do now. I had no compassion for her condition. All I saw was a doped out white lady on the train on her way into the hood.

White Lady On the "L"

Head back mouth wide open.

gaping tongue

and palate drying

open for my inspection

breasts sagging in polyesyterorangething.

cheap industrial denim covering withered muscles and cellulite

head back eyes fluttering

a mind diverted by some chemical/no substance

Pale white skin draped in drabness

on the "el"an elevated invasion of West Philly

purse wide open high. O.

She better be glad i'm not broke or mad today

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i download distraction
pump up the volume another
7 decibels
fall into place
the space between
nuh-uh and non belief
impossible to disbelieve
just have faith
in the Force
im a Jedi Master
this I feel
the sun
runners
running on organics
i catch flights of fancy

caffeine
i drink

nonstop
got no time to stop

just pause on the road

my destination is as yet
unwritten

but baby

But Baby

“but baby, I love you”

he said suddenly shouting at the dial tone

heated and raging

he storms out

raining his hurt on the air outside

she is distant

red faced and crying now

afraid because

she knows he is on his way

he batters her door

she knows she can’t hide

stop herself from answering

he is there

dangerous

pained

hurt

wounded

even his tears are complex

she wants to console him

cradle him

kiss his pain

and scream on his weakness

all at once

he is there;

demanding

begging

needing

wanting

at 4 am

on her steps

and she kisses him

now he feels safe and loved

they fuck desperately

on the kitchen floor

sick and in love

On some why shit

Black love on fire
Burns brightest
And then sputters
fails. Needs constant jumpstarts.
Not so many weekend getaways we had
Very few rose petals
Lots of bacon and grits
To grow weary and tired of
Too many lies and secrets and
Non prioritization
Too much rage and fear
Not enough time for redemption
Time and time again
Violation
Foul
No and no and no
Too many negatives
Odd numbers of those do not result in positive outcomes.
Consequences are real.