Poignant Heart

Passion crescendos agreeably

In an attempt to reawaken love

Caressing the wisdom of a lost heart

Undertones melodically capture

The quiet of night

A familiar tone resonates

Across empty space

Lyrics explosive raw emotions erupt

In need to contact melodiously

With a clandestine soul

Vibratos cry out reaching anticlimax

Realization settles in

Music of heart and soul crisscross never meshing

Leaving rancorous mellifluous sounds

To seal up a symphony of orchestrated

Heartbreak

Conflicted

Conflicted emotions

No emotions

Love, hate

Rich, poor

Happy, sad

Damn if I do damn if I don’t

Break the cycle

Cycle can’t be broken

Rest, no sleep

Mind troubled

Troubled with what’s going on in my mind

Round, square

Up, down

Does it ever end?

Conflicted

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…

Oblivion

To wish away memories

Never give birth to pain

Letting remembrances remain in oblivion

Restless reminiscences roam unable to rest

Unsettle thoughts dangle from tears

Shadows of the past cast a sorrowful aura

Always a reminder of regrets that linger

Tangling themselves with the present

Morphing

Where is the You I become

Where is the I to myself belong

A face in the mirror morphs into

A new dimension of you

Open my mouth to speak

It’s your voice that reverberates

Everywhere I turn it’s your image

That appears

Slowly the butterfly returns to

The caterpillar

All identity gone

Now the question still remains

Where is the You I become

Where is the I to myself belong

January Love

Jezebel a vexatious woman

Another dared not to be like her but failed

Narcissistic characteristics begin to

Unveil true desires

Arousing the suspicion of others

Rival for her affection

Yesterday a dual in the sun

Lost souls lie dying

Ominous laughter whispers in the air

Virtuous lady only a mirage in lonely minds

Eventually no one wins  

January Love

Beauty She Is

Beneath her surface no one bothered to explore

External exquisiteness catches eyes

Antagonism never touched her soul

Understanding gave her gracefulness

Truth was her strength

Years of hard work with no rewards

She still held her head high

Her greatest gift were her children

Even when they’d stumble and fall

In her was the heart of warrior

Soul of an angel she will forever be

Beauty She Is…

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

The Dance

Watch how my body sways to the music

Each tempo pulls me into the dance

Close my eyes wet my lips

Let my hips perform naturally to the rhythm

As I imagine a lover captured in my embrace

Our bodies working fluently as one

Pressed so close our hearts beat in unison

With the music reverberating around me

Passion pours from my core

My appetite is ferocious as I pull

You into my web of desire

Illicit acts of the dance tantalize

Captivating an audience

It’s my dance that hypnotize

Hungry eyes

Watch me as I dance, as I dance as I dance…

Three Daddy Syndrome

She gave her love to this man laid in his bed

Nine months later she cradled her joy in her hands

Ten months later he was know where to be found

On to number two who was no better than number one

Showered her with promises

Then reneged by raining blows across her

Swollen stomach

You’d think she learned from her mistakes with

Two babies one hanging onto her legs

And the other swaddled in her arms

Being a romantic and always looking for the

Best in everyone in strolled baby daddy number three

Cool as cucumber didn’t even bother with all that

Phony bullshit just went for what he wanted

And it wasn’t her good cooking

Before she could blink the doctor was congratulating her

On baby number three

But in the back of his mind he was wondering

How she could have fallen for the three daddy syndrome

Sweeter Tomorrows

As I sleep and dream

Of ardent awakenings

My soul bathes in yearning

Crying out to be fulfilled

Toss and turn to the sweetness

Of quiet whispers tantalizing

My essence

Roll over reaching out to an apparition

Of longing

Silently falling deeper into slumber

Moan of pleasure

Sigh of contentment

Intake of deep breath

Curl into myself

Hugging empty air

As I sleep and dream of

Sweeter tomorrows

Hair

Her hair is short and nappy

She didn't stop to think her

Sexuality would be in question

If she walked down the street

Wearing Donatella Versace with

Hair long and flowing she’d be called sexy

Reverse that with short hair and now eyebrows

Are raised when she appears

People don’t understand it’s only hair

Short, long, straight or kinky

It doesn't define the person

It’s only an external extension

How she wears her hair isn’t to raise questions

It’s her choice that’s suits her well

Accept it; whisper your concerns question her sexuality

But remember that old adage, don’t judge a book by

Its cover

Longing

I hear the longing in your voice

The wistful way memories navigate from

Your lips

In hopes to resurrect some emotion

That is now long dead

Penitent actions originated too late

Apologies you don’t think you owe

Or are deserved

Atonement for causing cataclysmic destruction

You give with a shrug to you it was

No harm no fowl

All is forgiven in your one-sided lie

All reminiscences buried in the sea of tears

Every reflection is shatter with a stone

You reach out your hand

I only stare

Now you want to be my shelter

Too late the storms came tore my world down

In the aftermath I was left still standing

The longing you hear in my voice

Is only for you to vanish just as the fog rolls

Back out to sea and evaporates

Weakness

Vulnerable to the cry of lust

Never one to stay the course

Giving in to carnal needs

Bind the heart of desire

Blood pumps feverishly to

Compensate for a hunger

Screaming to find its fulfillment

Never mind the consequence

Exhausted dreams of grandeur

Chasing a dragon that doesn’t

Want to be caught

In the end lascivious rapture

Is all that counts

Junes Tears

Little drops from heaven

Each one a remembrance

Of a day the light in my life suddenly vanished

And here I sit now reflecting on a time

I felt would never heal a time when my tears

Were my bed and the questions in my head

Kept asking why my light had to go away

Barely a beginning didn’t have the chance

To grasp the meaning of tomorrow when he was

Fighting for today

The tears fall with each remembrance

A heart breaks with each reflection

My pain so ingrained in my being I didn’t

Believe I’d ever breathe again

Still I existed to be the fortress for visitors

Who saw what they wanted a soul strong and unbending

But inside part of me was lost and in the shadows my

Tears were my ghosts as my pain never let me forget

June tears would always be commemoration of the day

My light was no more

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

Chances

How many chances will it take?

For you to be truthful

Echo the same error

Now it’s become your anthem

You’re theoretically expected to learn from your

Mistakes not keep adding to them

You know if you place your hand 

In fire you’ll get burned

The pain is excruciating, and the scar remains

Yet still you can’t conceive it

Not everyone shares you need to

Give you second, third, fourth,

Get the picture

If you’re looking for a soft heart

To manipulate you've knock on

The wrong door

Sorry I'm out of chances and

Your last chance just blew up

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

Confessions

They say confession is good for the soul

The one on the receiving end might not be so

Inclined to believe that line

Whose soul is it good for?

To lay your sins on someone’s shoulder

To bear your shame and transport

It around with them

Innocent ears have to hear betrayal

Eyes gaze deep into the face of evil

Remorse doesn’t pay the for the debt created

Now the valley walked through is more

Perfidious thorns and rotting roses

Great you with sadness and bewilderment

My how selfish you are to bare your soul

At my damn door

Anger is only now beginning to make its rest

Upon my heart that has endured way too much shit

How dare you invite me in to your turpitude?

Now I feel dirty like I was the one to cross

That threshold of iniquity

Scrub my skin till it’s raw

I can still smell the deceit and treachery

The stench lingers in my nostrils

Lies, lies, lies,

Confession for the soul is good

Just keep your damn secret take it to your

Grave and inconvenience me no more

With confessions

Feelings Escaping

I don’t know if I should cry

Scream, curse, get pissed or simply

Accept the fact the human psyche

Is strange to dissect

My heart feels

My soul aches

My tears are cleansing

Inside I carry them

Drowning my pain

But my pain knows how

To swim

March

Mesmerized by beauty of sky

Arrogance of nature breathes

Restless yearnings left unfulfilled

Caress mother earth

Healing one moment at a time

Heaven Sings

She closes her eyes listen to the wind

The song it sings only her heart

Can interpret

Each note is a reflection

Melodious interlude to peace

Quiet reminiscing settles a

Restless soul

Sweet air brushes against

Falling tears mingle with

The whisper of love passing by

She opens herself up

Breathing in a new tempo

Rhythm changes stanza

Inhaling the fragrance of new beginnings

Silently letting yesterday fade away

Heavens breath reaches inside a

Crumbling heart

Breathing in a new song

Giving life to hope

In her heaven sings

Heaven sings

Heaven sings…

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