Touch

Invigorated,
I became once you… touched me,
Unaware of the blinders over my eyes,
I saw you for the first time,
Naked,
Unrefined,
Intense in your entire male splendor,
Seduced I became when ya fingers perused my skin,
Erector Pili muscles (chills) emerged,
Sensations of ya lust hovered about me like a spirit,
Haunted by your presence,
Held captive by ya touch,
I entered euphoria,
Mind traveling to foreign oasis as ya tongue explored voluptuous landmasses,
Tenderly,
We geographically explored each other’s native lands,
Experiencing earthquakes,
Avalanches,
Sweet rainstorms,
Sun bathing on pink sandy beaches,
We marveled at God's glory,
Our love was the best tour guide,
Saddened by our dream vacations ended so soon,
Back to my mundane daily routine,
I longed to go back to my former expeditions,
Restless nights and days stalked me as I craved for his touch,
Tossing and turning I toiled,
Sheets brushing against my skin,
Offering no relief,
His touch was like no other,
Swollen tear ducts slowly purged warm salty tears to his memory,
My womb in agony,
Heart broken,
In harmony exhaling,
Releasing his touch back into the universe,
My soulful cry is my only antidote to relief,
I never knew this kind of power could come forth from a ... touch

Faded Memories

What you left behind were scattered faded memories stalking my thoughts,
Just the mere thought of you being near causes all my senses to shut down,
Oh, what I would give to feel ya lips pressing firmly against mine,
Again,
The instant touch of our tongues mating used to cause mounds of sweet nectar to fall from my hidden volcano of love,
The intensity of my warmth intertwined with your lustful strokes,
Ushers residuals of the moments of our passion suspended in air, time and space,
The thought of ya love no longer present,
Leaves emptiness where our love used to reside,
Faded images of us is the catalyst of my current state of thought,
Mourning,
Re-hashing a faint memory,
Gray Sketches of yesterdays past,
Aimlessly I gawp deep into thoughts,
Remembering a love lost

L.I.E.S

Living an
Intentional life of gratitude I have
Experienced some very
Superficial people

Life lessons taught me that
Innocence doesn’t mean shit when you
Encounter hardships that make ones life seem
Spectacular if you have been blessed not to endure trauma

Laughter I was told is good for the soul
Instead, my soul hasn’t experienced hilarity but it’s been
Entangled and immersed in
Someone else’s webs of deceit

Love is what I used to believe was
Inspirational, my guiding moral compass
Exclusively known to me, thus, my love used to be
Sacred until I allowed it to become tainted by…. L.I.E.S.

RESURRECTED

Shook you off my feet….dirt,
your matter didn't belong here,
So I poured pure libations of water to the death of your…
Impurity,
In honor of the path that awaits me I sing....
Ashe’,
But dirty I shall not return along this scared path.
For I cannot track and leave footprints of what you left behind.
I allowed myself to become a martyr for freedom,
For to remain with you,
Oppressed,
I would’ve died along time ago.
So I emerge high and lifted up....
Resurrected,
From past hurts into an awakened sense of self.
For my feet have been standing within your gates O Zion,
Planted by the streams of healing waters,
Just as the deer pants for the water,
My soul quenched for the divine...
Now that I have partaken ya glory,
I spring forth into life after death...
For Freedom, Love. Life. Laughter has …..resurrected me

My Love

My Love we wore the mask,

We was the mask,

Now were naked and exposed,

What happened to our love?
Loving you could have made me empty,

But instead through my hurt,

I emerged...

Bruised but not broken,

I am still whole,

But where did the passion run, run, run and hide too?

Why did it have to go?

Damn I wanted that "New New" kinda of Love,

The kind of Love that never gets dull and when it does,

You flip it,

You flip me,

And we would re-create….us continually

I just wanted to become lost in Love, be one with Love...because Love reigns within me consistently,

Loving you was more than a feeling,

You evolved into an emotion.,

A fabric of me,

When we became a we..

Don’t you remember how my LOVE lingered around you,

Like your natural scent,

I complemented you,

My Love was ya seductress,

My Love allured you into deep dark places that you never knew existed,

My Love is rare,

Pure,

Potent,

Enduring,

Sensual,

Centered,

Trust it'll never be duplicated,

You should have treasured it…My Love,

My Love mirrored Toni Braxton's Breath Again,

My Love kept you...breathing...

I will forever be your emotional lifeline...

I can no longer hear the words I LOVE YOU!

I can no longer bare to hear the words I love You!

I have heard this phrase over and over again,
Time after time,
As my heart oozes blood stained love from the holes many dug into it,
I am left here depleted by love loss,
Yet, I thought love doesn’t hurt,
Hurt is all I know love to be like,
Human frailty one blames for mis-representation of it,
And that God offers a better paradigm of Love,


Honestly,
I often cringe when I hear God is Love,
If God is Love then why did love have to be forcefully stolen from me at ages 3,9, 12
If God is Love then why did I have to be the post of step-father’s backhand?
If God is Love then why didn’t he save me from myself,
Offering my pure form of LOVE to unworthy lovers and friends,

I can no longer stand to hear the words I love you!
When I often hear this phrase after betrayal,
Or when one wanted to make my bed rock!
You knowingly hurt me but yet you proclaim you Love me,
Wow, do I really want or need this kind of Love,

I can no longer stand to hear the words I LOVE YOU!
For they no longer posses hope, trust or security,
For this phrase has just been become a fallacy to me,
The only people who experience “true love” are depicted in Happily Ever-After Fairy Fantasies!

Eyes of Deception

There eyes enticed each other to inquire within,
Beckoning them to explore more;
The dark mystery that is housed in their soul awaited beams of light,
Femininity balanced with masculinity,
Thump,
Thump,
She hears their heart beating to their own erratic rhythms,
He feels his primal vibrations pulsating,
Saluting their unique mating dance,
Girth and pastry greets,
Spirit to Spirit ,
Wood to womb they connect,
Pleasure they encounter,
Vulnerability is nigh,
Consciousness awakened,
Motives revealed,
Fears exposed,
Reality conjures up the bleak possibilities of this soul connection,
He and She,
Held captive by deception,
She thought he was ready to be King,
He only wanted she to fulfill his lustful addiction,
Dominating causal sex,
They both stare complexity in the eyes…..deception

Step up, Cover and Celebrate me...and get off my tit!...By my Bestie Kira Buckley

I had to share this piece...I echo my Bestie sentiments...Men and Women need to get it together...ENJOY!


"I'm not saying us Women are perfect,

but we carry the load and carry it well,

some of yall men really need to get it together-

Expend much time/effort and thought on male empowerment

and then just maybe yall males wouldnt feel the need

to criticize what females don't do!

have you takn the time to look at the stuff you're doing?

if you wanna lead me anywhere,

you must be capable of effectively and efficiently following/serving,

prove to me that my independence is optional,

I will coexist with you,

but look in the mirror first

and handle your refelction of issues

before you attempt to diagnose mine!

we've taken the fall for men too long(historically proven!...)

now its time yall step it up and get off that tit!

Focus on what you're doing and let us be the emotional beings...." (Shout out to Natalie on this one!)



So easy to point the finger...real men are accountable for themselves,

emotionally and physically. How about we each concentrate on ourselves

and highlight more good qualities about each other-

men and women.

Women can we celebrate men?

Men can we celebrate women?



..and stop complaining so damn much!, If he or she aint got/doin/ possesing/speaking/listening/sharing/manifesting/claiming/exemplifying/carrying

livin/empowering what you want....



move the hell on!



There are too many wonderful/powerful/successful/beuatiful/intelligent/charming/productive/executive-minded/spiritually and physical sound and whole-minded gentlemen and ladies in this earthly realm....to be complaining and venting about what one trifling fool didnt do or did to you!



If she or he aint it, right now....then WAIT!....balance and perfection (for you) will come! Stop setttling and rushing. Live this Life...Serve somebody....Treat yourself right!...manifest something...be productive and stop' talking' so damn much!.....



with much compassion in my heart,



Love&Light Beautiful!