jealousy creeps and
rears its head
ever so often
I maintain composure
to the world
but behind closed doors
I get emo like some girl
similar to some hood rat chick
catch fits and feelings
and start reminiscing conquests
that would rival mary j
after coke binges
the fire within my belly singes
and sings like black tea kettle
I've reached my boiling point
but never burn out
on edge
but can't wild out
got kids that look to me ;
daddy
no matter what they momma say
and I can't remember the last time
al green played
and I I can't remember the last time
marvin gaye sang
and I can't remember the last time
I gave all of myself
so I'm stuck between love and
heartache
and those 808 heartbreak
african chants
chase me
call me sinnerman
blast chasers
when they know
i take this poetry straight
no chaser
straight
don't chase her
placed her high
and in turn
couldn't reach her if I tried
she was my wife before
the title actually existed
I was her King
queen thighs black, thick
pleasantly proportioned
she was my Africa experience
spread out across her valleys
nocturne night air
cooled her tempers
making her soul insistent
her soil fertile but her
womb resistant
to my lineage
so as we lay in
African Darkness
and sweat
supreme love is all that remained
A Love Supreme
I love supreme
Allah Supreme
brought me back to
a John Black
thirst quenching time
seemingly
I law within this
supreme dream
my innermost thoughts
conjured you...
my hebrew mistress
with a sweet scent of
molasses butta honey dew
and dare I utter the words
Love ... (the epitome of us two)
love was never meant for strangers
and stranger a pair I never knew
you and I co-existed as lovers
amidst a six year love affair
that had run its course
in four,
continues to parable my life
through un-parallel events
constant run-ins force me
to re-examine, retrace,
reface... you
You
stay a constant reminder o f
Love
and how it should feel
and what lovers should
reveal in pillow talk
and before I walked away
before I walked away
before I walked away
I saw me
outlined in chalk back within
the quarters of the negro
spiritually, I never knew you
but the attraction was thick
like sand paper across my lips
we fucked our summer
into a comma and dipset
to parties and communed
on the once was
continued in the red
caution
never mind the red
caution
felt the red heat of your skin
against mine
your heart beating faster each time
as your soul surrendered its passion
and in time
love became the unknown value
in the equation
caution
in the red
and we fed upon heartache for years
only to recover
with another
and Love returns
in tears
