Extinction

 Love once so pure 

Untainted by the world 

Lived to breathe truth and honesty 

Unblemished untouched by negativity 

In prisoned in its own environment 

Protected secure impenetrable 

To evil forces 

Slowly love begin to wonder away 

From its purity 

Exploring new dimensions 

Inviting in outside forces

Peace

Love is the beginning and the end
Peace is accomplished with acceptance of knowing our true heart
Unity happens when we embrace one another for 

our uniqueness

Sarafina

Every night she took her place

Seated on top of the baby grand piano

Closed her eyes letting the riffs

From the the ivories invade her soul

Smoke made a halo above her head

A white rose adorned the baby grand

...which was her signature mark

Inhaling deeply she lost her- self

Becoming a part of the song

Belting out the lyrics in her euphonious voice

Spinning a spell over the crowd

…pulling them in

Beguiling the men with her body

 and women  she connected

… with her lyricism

No one knew what she endured

All they witness was a woman sitting

 on top a piano singing a song

But if they listened closely to her lyrics

They’d know of the abuse she endured

Both physical and mental

Covering up the black eyes with make-up

…that will fade in time

But the scars left on her body

Hidden beneath her clothes forever

A reminder that a man who once loved

Her turn the beautiful colors she use

To see through eyes filled with

Hope ,love, compassion to

disdain, cynical, her truth

Sleepless nights from crying her heart out in silence

She thank god her womb was closed and she

Didn’t have to worry about bringing children

Into her madness

Still every night she did the one thing that kept

Her sanity

She sang that same song people heard

…and never tired of  hearing every night

Maybe the tone would be altered

the verses rearranged, but her words

she never changed

It was her song and no one else could sing it only

Sarafina

Trust

Togetherness forms a union

Refused to be broken

United in bond of hope

Souls breathing for intimacy

Tangled in the web of belief

                                                Unity

                                                       Love

                                                              Peace

                                                                   Trust

War Inside of Me

See there’s a war going on inside of me

With my heart and mind wanting two different things

My heart is saying it wants love

My mind is telling me you’re just fine the way you are

Which one do I listen to?

A heart that’s been broken one time to many

Probably is bias by now

A mind that has struggled to make sense of the pain

Still the battle rages and the war is going strong

Heart and mind each one trying to define love and pain

Pain and love

Two strong emotions egotistical both wanting to win

In the war inside of me

Trust not the blind emotion

Forget not the transgressions

The pendulum is swinging in violent agitation

Mind, heart, which one are you going to abide by

Mind…

Heart….

Mind…

Heart…

War inside of me continues

All About the Ring

Beauty that shines like the stars in heaven

Sensual comfort fit

Wrapped neatly around your finger

How many diamonds does it have?

Is the clarity bad?

Does it outshine the moon?

Can it be seen across the vast seas?

Will it bring you contentment?

The larger the more happiness promised

Is your love measured by how massive the stone is?

Is your heart so shallow that the only thing

Conceived is the price tag hanging from it

What happens if it’s lost or stolen?

Will your love suddenly fade away?

How much more do you treasure

The superficial piece of happily ever after

What if there was no ring presented to you

Would your love suddenly get amnesia

Is it more important than the heart that’s

Offering you a spiritual connection

In the end it’s been all about the ring

Not what it should stand for

When Love Comes Knocking

When love comes knocking at your door

 Waiting to capture you away in its arms

Will you peek through your peep hole?

To see who it is

Or will you take a leap of faith and

Open the door so love can walk in

Tango with your soul

Having your emotions tightly held in an embrace

Body and earth spinning out of control

Has your heart been stepped on one time too many

And the knock is representing your pain with each rhythmic sound

Taunting you daring you to open the door to your heart

So it can come in and take possession

Or do you take a chance and forgive, heal the hurt

Let love saunter on in to mesmerize you with passion

How many times does it take to get it right?

How many opportunities do we get to love again?

You ask yourself what if I get hurt once more and this

Dance ends like all the rest, leaving your heart heaving

Yet still unfulfilled

Debating on opening the door as the knock becomes louder

The vibration of the pounding matching the uncertainty of

Your heart beats

Let me in to love you as you should be loved

Echoes each cannonade tempo

When love knocks will you open the door?

Embrace your future

Or ignore it and live forever wondering…

Familiarity

I know your touch

Your smell

The way you walk

Wear your hair

You are a familiarity

Close my eyes I see

Every inch of you

Know what you taste like

Finish your sentence

Ease into a life acquainted

With your essence

Fluently my body conveys

A linguistic only you can interpret

You are

I am

We become

One familiarity 

Love Me Some You

Lay with me

Only never to arise

Varying degrees of passion

Erupt between two bodies

Mesmerized by the desire reflected in your eyes

Envisioning lips caressing my secrets

Selfishly I want more

Ominous emotions emergence

Mirrored hunger undeniable

Echo of voices crying out in pleasure

Yielding to the fire burning

On my way to finding

Utopia as I love me some you

Jaded Love

Love is a complicated emotion

Betrayal defines the intricate lines

Between love and hate

Jaded perceptions of

What love is supposed to mean

Should mean, could mean

Loses its definition

And clarity becomes blurred

With right and wrong

Byzantine inclinations lure away

Innocence trapping it in defiled

Annotations of excuses

Shattered Glass

Shattered glass broken promises

Fine crystal to carry a heart upon

A bed of delicate truths

Love is an assortment of

Lies gently concealed in a guise

In its attempt to lure you away

From seeing what is real

Each shattered piece represents

The years of a life spent chasing

A fairy-tale without a prince

No more broken promises

No bed of delicate crystal

Only the hard unadulterated

Facts remain 

Shattered glass can’t be put back

Together again

February

Freedom to remember the past

Essential connection to your roots

Bring people together of all races

Romantic interludes

Undeniable attractions

Assets in a day of adoration

Road to discover a month filled

Yielding both love and discovery 

Altruistic Vibrations

Music down low

Candles lit across the room

In the corner a fire burns casting a glow

Shadows dance along the barren walls

Bed covered in rose petals

Sweet scent tantalizing a starved soul

Champagne and two flutes wait silently

Chocolate covered strawberries for the palate

Outside the wind howls

Soon to intermingle with the soft moans to come

Snow drifts softly against the windowpane

Dreamily the scene is set

In anticipation of altruistic vibrations

The Unknown

I can’t discipline the forces that

Lurk seeking to devour happiness

To stop my soul from soaring

My mind to create

My spirit from breathing

My heart from loving

If granted all that would be

Left is an empty shell

Of what use to be

December

Dearest to my heart

Everlasting love

Caresses in the night

Embers inflamed to passion

Merry souls dance

Breathing in and out

Expressions of giving

Remains forever this

    December night

The End

Beautiful words put into verse convey all the things

She couldn't say but desired too

Their time had come full circle and now

She was ready to move on

He didn't want their love to end

Couldn't understand why she was

Walking away from him

Something’s aren't meant to be assumed

Love comes, love dies

That’s part of the mystery of life

As the verse entered its next stanza

She gave him one last glance over her shoulder

As the song slowly played out

She carefully walked out the door

Her farewell to an

End to a love song

Caught in the Cross Fire

Camouflage in a war of desire

A love triangle

United in hearts battle

Glorified victory of soul of love

Honor belongs to no one

Trenches can’t conceal deceit

Inglorious esteem breathes contempt

Noble pride reaps sin

Tempestuous passions erupt

Hedonistic sojourns grief of dying love

Evoking a pledge of allegiance

Careless loyalty abandons hope

Resurrect a grave of loneliness

Obituary of lies fall from lips

Self- indulgent remorse

Shadows forgiveness

Freedom sounds for whom

Illicit acts caught in a moment of time

Revile intelligence of common sense

Eons of casualty of heart lie in a vacant field

            Caught in the cross fire

The Idea of You

It’s not you that I miss

Not your smell or your scent

It isn’t even your presence

There’s just something that keeps the idea of you alive

For good or bad haven’t quite fished through that one yet

Still the memories float around in my mind

Ideas of what I wished you to be yet you were

Never meant to be

Sunset walks along the shore climb Mt. Everest

Swim the Atlantic Ocean

Ideas only formulated in my dreams

Steamy sweat soaked sheets

Hands roaming over my body

Ideas of a lover who knew how to make

Love and receive it back

Desire so strong I smelled it

Before I caught a whiff of you

Ideas of only what I hoped to form

Into reality stay hidden in the idea of you

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Nice and Slow

He looked over at her picture of loveliness

So serene in her sleep

Vision of gentle creation, his to have and behold

A gift of perfection, somewhere in his life he must

Of did something good

His treasure of the finest gold, diamonds, rubies and pearls

She smiled in her slumber all sweet and sexy

He felt his nature begin to rise

One hand crept beneath the covers

Inching its way up her golden thighs

Still she remained deep in slumber

He became bolder tasting her sweet nectar

She gave a moan letting him know

He’d invaded her dream

She surrendered her soul to the

Music of his hands the way they

Were making love to her body

Nice and slow he kept on repeating

Unhurried he stripped the sheet away

Covering her naked body

Nice and slow he eased into her warm and inviting

 Taking her to a new place far beyond heaven

She awaken dreamy eyes gazed into his

As she repeated his words

Nice and slow, nice and slow