There is always more than meets the eye.
Open your heart and read between my lines.
Brighter, in my eyes the morning sun seems to shine..
The minute from his sleep to my world he rises..
He is a beautiful manifestation of musical tunes and poetic rhythms.
He is a delightful combination of my favorite words in literacy realm.
He is the inspirational universe to an endless poem.
He is that endless poem.
He triggers me to explode, with nothing but words, into rhythmical thoughts.
He kills me, only to revive me…
His perfect vibes steal my poems. Release me not.
He takes me away to where I truly belong.
He teaches me the art of painting with words..
He is a wordsmith of mine.
He is my “Sweet May”, and I shall not wait for November.
He is a Taurus of all stars, and I am his Virgo of September..
He is the color of my skin..
He is my long lost African dream.
And I am his Nubian Queen.
He mesmerizes me to sing:
“Where is he? The man who was just like me” *
He leaves me speechless for years, and after centuries of silence to him I say;
Allow me to breathe life, love, music and poems into your soul
Let me resuscitate you from the ashes and bring you back to life.
Let me gather your pieces to the greatness you’re destined to be.
Let me be the bass to your strings; feel me within your beating heart.
Let’s jump over the border, cross the line from the dullness of this reality to a world where you and I can reunite & blast into fireworks.
Let’s light up this universe with the fire that burns within our souls
I am a woman of Kerosene, and you’re a man made of fire…
You leave me burning, with a euphoric mental desire..
And every time he blesses me with the sweetness of his voice..
He takes me to heaven every time he sings to me
“I can’t believe it’s true
I’m standin’ here in front of you
And you are here with me
This very moment” **
Ask me what I want to do with him,
I want to elevate his mind, feed his soul and submerge him in emotions to not feel the flatness or see the dimness within this world.
Because I am the one, who understands the complications of his mind, and knows the routes within the mazes of his thoughts, better than I understand the simplicity of my own body curves.
I want him to know:
To love, is to realize the depth of hate..
To be brave is to acknowledge your fears.
I want him to comprehend,
That my rebellious heart knows no moderation.
I can never lock it within any emotional limitation.
I only understand the language of mad love crafted by passionate hearts of artists and lovers of words; it understands me too.
I have allowed myself to be lost…
To embrace the pleasure of being found.
And he found me.
“Your words are all the poems I need to read, your voice is all the music I need hear..”
He devoured me with a glass of cherry wine.
He drank me all..
Yet I am the one who is drunk on him.
* from the song : Nas feat Amy Winehouse “Cherry Wine”
**: from the song ”This Very MomentThis Very Moment” by K Ci & Jojo