Soul Preparations

And when I see you, I recall moons ago,
When our souls were preparing for our first meeting
And the ever after that continued….

Feb 6
8:26am

I Saw It In Your Shoulders

Is there a thing I can conceive
That you will not do for me?
I saw it in your shoulders when
You lowered to one knee.
Your essence is empowering,
Your countenance divine.
Sometimes I truly can’t believe
Such loyalty is mine.
Rise up then, love, and lead me there,
Wherever you wish to be.
Just to know its all for us,
Incites the joy in me.

Feb 5
7:18pm

Follow Me to the Jungle

Your stress is apparent–
You live as they do.
You sell off your lifespan,
You work for your food.
You forget what its like
To let instinct command,
You hesitate slightly
When I offer my hand.
Follow me to the jungle,
I’ll help you, my friend,
Reawaken the warrior
That slumbers within.
The path that you wander,
So cutthroat and cold,
Perhaps you can detour
To my path’s bold
Paradise of power and passion
And dreams
To languish all morning,
Amongst other things.
Follow me to the jungle,
I beg you to see,
How little of that chaos
You honestly need.
I am not a woman
For a home full of stuff,
Come with me to the jungle;
That will be enough.

Jan 29
11:10am

Artwork by: Frans Mensink

The Romantic Type

There’s nothing better
than hearing him whisper my name into the night mixed a million ways with his…

2007

Artwork by: Henry Battle

The Second Time

I don’t think twice.
I simply let my covering slip down and down hearing the
thump
as it hits the floor and so do his and the clothes become confusing grey blobs and I don’t know what’s mine but it hazily becomes “ours” which is another thing that I love.

All that is left between us is panties and bra and

skin

and that’s all that’s needed.
Me on top of him on top of the world
Loving every second of it
Touches no longer ticklish, clothes gone…

My soul swells so it hurts and love is in the air as I glance up at the window and through the moisture see the fuzzy glow of the

moon.

2007

Picture found at: realsmurk.tumblr, but I would love to know who made it.

“Can We Go Further?”

“Can we go further?”
he whispered. We were
both around 16, yet I
was braver then…. I
knew this was it.
What would I choose?
What should I say? And
my mind going crazy
with the thought–him
and me…connected. And
I reached for him, my
heart in my throat

unable to breath.

2007

Artwork by: Milo Manara

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