Sunday, September 18, 2022

spirit or flesh

 

She not only knows and shares her truth 
but also instinctively knows and shares my own
how could someone you’ve never met
be so clear and correct about who you are?
her words are wonderful sources of relief
like a sip of cool clean water when I’m parched
and her vibe is nourishment for my mind and heart
She constantly says we are tethered as One
and I know this is true and feel it too
but how could this be because once again
we have never met

well just

 funny

I was just thinking
how interwoven we were
when you were no more than
spiritual smoke
I inhaled into my soul
as the embers of you
burned slow and deliberate inside me
down to a soft dark soothing rich soot
I bathed my entire essence in
making me “far too beautiful”
and appearing “imaginary”
remember?
nothing pressed against our bones
which allowed our love to push itself through our veins
and flow freely
so we together could traverse any situation
just by thinking of the other
and the air’s aroma was fresher and sweeter
when the wind skipped through the leaves
because we could feel our tether strengthening
it was so easy then
to soul communicate through
your voice
and my vibe
not letting the distraction of others
deter us from doing what comes natural

This is Love, too.

II

not letting the distraction of others
deter us from doing what comes natural
allowing our passion to express itself through compassion
on the phone from late night thru early morning hours
excited to languish in each other’s breath
as we both smudged our respective phones with silence
and/or sounds of delight from our elated voices
which always dripped with desire
and soulful bonding brought about through
the way Him songs perched atop She soul
and She New York accented dialect recited
to Him soul as the purest form of poetry
connecting them deeper spiritually
for all eternity

yes darling
this is what I remember

thus saying just

 out of respect for zen

gonna rest my pen
when from above
impossible not to love
the way the words flow
even though
the authors know
all shall win
when they spin
it’s only about the art
in the end

don’t mind me just in a playful mood

 You wanna touch me where?

Whoop, yeah, right there.
Hold still. Don‘t move.
Girl your skill is smoove.
Don’t mean to be rude
but boy ain’t you my dude?
ain’t gotta just salivate
over my chocolate cake
you just gotta lay
while I serve this whole buffet
Girl don’t play about sex.
Boy my language quite complex.
But you get my drift
when I shift my hips
and pucker my lips. Kiss.

II

since this is just for fun tell me
which tongue you talkin about
no matter either one will turn you out
you sure you got the clout
to handle what you shout
i‘m adept at playing this game
will have you asking your mama
”ma what’s my name?”
you do a lot of bed talk
but can you really walk that walk
inquiring mind wanna know
before She hand i show
everything about me ain’t all sweet
sometimes I serve me straight up neat

III

since this is just for fun tell me
which tongue you talkin about
no matter either one will turn you out
you sure you got the clout
to handle what you shout
i‘m adept at playing this game
will have you asking your mama
”ma what’s my name?”
you do a lot of bed talk
but can you really walk that walk
inquiring mind wanna know
before She hand i show
everything about me ain’t all sweet
sometimes I serve me straight up neat

IV

Oh snap! Him done answer back
that’s my sexylicious black
man with a tremendous brain
and his eye game drives me insane
voice the size of kings
love it when Him sings

surrounding you in my love.
wrap me up in a song
i simply adore you

V

HE SAID: “…she beauty provide ventilation”
SHE SAID: “Him mind provide simulation “
for their heavenly situation 
She aint hiding
just watching Him striding
while She hips gliding
like water put in the order
Him say he want some Come!
let this pearl share your world
because I’m his eternal wife
I want and need My Him in my life

VI

I no longer have to vision
cause we’ve made the decision
to take a chance on true romance
I’ve always been at home not the club
loving My Him from here and above
while sticking to the path
God covered with His lath
finally at the pinnacle of the plot and plan
not of a thug but a beautiful black man 

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will always be saying stuff

 He love when She rain

tropically and torrentially 
naked he stands
beneath my erotic clouds
being drenched by She drip
sobering up to the happy fact
Him the only one getting wet

Him and Her still

 Him: Are you still angry?

Her: Yes.
Him: Are you thinking about
leaving me?
Her: Of course not.
Him: Do you still love me
as much as you did
when we first met?
Her: Of course I do.
Him: Can I have some oatmeal?
Her: is that all you want?
Him: I’ll also have a glass of
fresh squeezed orange juice 
and a kiss, please.
Her: (leans over and kisses Him
sweetly on the lips. Scoots out
of bed. Heads towards the kitchen.)

(smile)

just… a message

 today running with an elephant

I teeter on the edge of My Him’s kiss
feeling stronger than I have in years
my spirit lifted by Him healing touch
and Him ability to reach that spot
deep inside me even I cannot 

Spiritual Guides say,
“Open your eyes and recognize”