I Was Lost

When it was over, I was lost.

May 18, 2015
12:48p

My Skin

Nothing else is worth more than the feeling of sun
warming chilled skin, except perhaps, gold.

This outer shell can take
What the earth wants to give–and doesn’t even bother with rebuttal.
Let the wind whip me around,
Let the snowflakes kiss my chill,
Let the rain cause dampened smells,
Let the clouds mist on the low,

And most of all
Let me soak in the sun’s thick rays of light,
the warmth a guiding factor in myself.

Feb 23
11:03am

Hercules

It was one of those hard days…old emotions flooded straight out of my eyes. My brain burned, my body weak, I needed an outside distraction. Funk soothes my soul; I find a mix, press play…

He neared me from behind–his melenated skin emanating heat–I fretted–Not Now.

But with a gentleness, my head was taken into his hands, his fingers worked the anguish from my scalp, ran the length of my neck, relaxed my tense spine.

“I might even carry some of your load, right along with mine…” Melting me like that–I could feel the pressure from every side…

He must have been Hercules.

Tahtahme
January 25, 2014
11:50pm
Inspired by Aaron Neville’s “Hercules”

Artwork by: Manasseh Johnson