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Come with me...

On the wings of envisioned realities...

And soar cities of impregnated dreams...

Let us birth silence in the sound of seclusion...

Meditated tongues humming unity...

Fusing melodic touches...

Precluding metaphorical kisses...

Editorial bliss written in Psalms...

Embalmed in spices of image & sound...

Embraced thumbs & astrological palms...

Fortelling historical futures...

Constituted souls of truth...

Written within concealed contentions...

Incidental intentions...

We shall dance to rhythmic rainbows...

Exposing poetry in motion...

Long-lost lyrical lagoons...

Drinking oceans of the Moon...

Toasting the Sun...

Life of the womb...

We will be one with existence...

Consisting upon the embodiment of Love's religion...

Singing harmony among the Saints through the songs that Solomon sang...

Recorded over Regurgitated waters of river banks...

Sustain thy thirst with thee liquid kiss...

Blessed with bliss is your touch...

Very much deep in your love...

Dipped in your soul...

Dripping with essence of Black gold...

Your voice is the sigh of a dove's cry...

Melody sung in tears from an Angel's eye...

Breathing movement & motion of a harmonic sky...

Your beauty is a reply to the seventh wonder...

Often times I wonder the,

"Why's" & "how come's,"

Within my mind,

Miscegenated love colors us blind in the eyes of the heart...

And the eyes of the soul despise exposed lies told in bold face...

Trace my roots and come upon royal fruits bitten in vain...

Whisper my name in kiss...

And taste the rain that sustains eternal bliss...

Along with liquid lullabies, lulling you into a life of luxury...

Lyrically strumming your love like a lyre lyricist...

Luke-warm lips letting off luminary luminescence from that lingering kiss of whisper...

Your heart is an entrance with no exit...

Non-contested & prophetic...

Manifested through God's blessings...

The answer to rhetorical questions...

Even the scent within Black essence...

Sent to me on a pedestal...

But I place you high above royalty...

Loyal to your inquistions of love & bliss...

The victim of immaculacy...

A melodic beauty unrevealed...

Concealed in secrecy...

Come with me...

On the rays of Moon-beams...

With embraced hands we sing in tunes of Man & Woman...

Conjoined in matrimony & wedding rings...

Tattooed souls...

Embedding love through concentration...

Contemplating our youth -

Smelling truth in the distance...

While sailing on ships of relations...

Memories fading into pastimes...

Rewind rhythms of heart-beats,

Recorded over regenerated waters of erotic kisses placed on Love's seas...

We see Love in the form of forever...

Unconditionally...

Under whatever circumstance,

We stand together...

...Unconditionally...



Tha Prodigal One...