Poetry

Here are some of my poems from over the years.

Soul Swim

You say I move like water…let me swim in your soul
I want to dive right into you and see how deep you go
My movements are like melodies, the way I ebb and flow
There’s moonlight in my energy, a never-ending glow

You’re like a quiet storm, a river running deep
Calm on the surface but such quiver underneath
You’re a man of the sea with depths so hard to reach
I want to sail your ocean but you’ve kept me on the beach

There’s music in your heart, my hips dance to its beat
Our energy is kindred, we don’t even have to speak
You have basslines in your pulse, I have poems in my palms
So why sit alone in silence when my lyrics match your songs?

I know you want to let me in, so let’s just take it slow
Don’t stop what happens naturally, just try to let it flow
You can only stay afloat when you learn to lose control
You say I move like water…let me swim in your soul

The Color Of Your Eyes

You’ve never taken me to dinner
But you know how I taste
You can name all of my flavors
From my mouth down to my waist
I know the satin of your skin
And the strength of your thighs
But one thing I don’t know
Is the color of your eyes

Are they golden like your skin
Or blue like the Nile?
Maybe green like summer leaves
Or gray like sullen clouds
Won’t you let me see them
For all their depth and glow,
Or will you keep them in the dark
So that I’ll never know?

Do you fear my own deep eyes,
Do you think they are black holes?
Are you afraid you’ll fall too deeply,
Scared of what I’ll come to know?
You won’t let my light fulfill you
To see those pupils grow
Wish they could dilate long enough
For me to peek into your soul

I know your every touch and kiss,
Each moan, sigh and quiver
You know my every peak,
Have mastered my deep river.
You show me all your strength
But won’t let me see you weak
I find you only in the dark
But it’s your light that I seek

I knew you favored darkness,
It’s your favorite work of art
But I’ve hoped to change the canvas
To see what’s in your heart
I could fill your life with brightness
If you’d bring us past night skies
And let the sunrise show me
The color of your eyes.

Kingdom Come

Your warm tongue feels like Sahara winds
whispering across the sand dunes of my skin,
leaving streaks of gold along my curves
gilding my body with your silent words.
Your soft mouth traces a path to my oasis,
where water flows deep in a calm fury,
a quiet storm
waiting
for a king to rule.

I can tell that you’re royalty
from every inch
of your highness…
Gods must be made in your likeness.
You’re a perfectly chiseled monolith,
from the grooves of your abs
to your obelisk
Your hands want to know how my pyramids were made
My land is holy ground, but I’ll be your slave
You crave my Nile, so deep and narrow
I’ll be your Egypt
if you’ll be
my Pharaoh

I taste the midnight of your skin,
dark and smooth, obsidian
My lips drizzle rain across your terrain
leaving constellations on your frame
I can see every star twinkle in Orion
as your sun rises above my horizon
The moon is full, your tide grows high,
your passion is near its peak
as your silver waters wait to breach
the shores
of your black sand beach.

The only crown you need is between my hips
A diamond mine with velvet lips,
come feel how well it fits.
Can’t wait to wrap my legs around you
and sit on your throne
hear each royal sigh, every regal moan
as I wait for you to reign
all over my body
as you become your majesty,
king of the Ashanti
Because only a queen can make your river run
Our souls immortalized
as I feel
your kingdom come.

Prism

His love seemed pure like streams of light
straining her pupils, so clean and white
Pristine, serene
like a dawn sunbeam
but nothing so perfect can be what it seems
His light made a long journey,
passing through time
conquering mediums along angled lines
it turned a corner, not knowing it would find
a love in her so seraphic and divine
Her light was complementary, a balance to his past
no darkness could extinguish their happiness, their laughs
But it’s not always darkness that awakens love’s wrath:
it takes light against an object
to make its shadow cast
He loved her with his soul,
but impurities are darts
that strike bullseyes in the toughest hearts
Their love was epic
but his heart had something hidden
a closer look would show that his light struck a prism
It refracted his love into fragmented visions,
pure love stripped to pieces,
escaping from a triangular prison
as painful as it was to see his true colors disperse
she realized that his flaws
could never tarnish his worth
No matter how much guilt and betrayal was in his spectrum,
nothing could stop her
from loving his imperfection
He was too weak to move the prism,
stayed on one side of the glass
hiding his white light
and leaving colors in her path
his tainted love, the residual stains
left rings on her heart to remember the pain
like the arched bow the sky casts after it rains,
her memory of white light is all that remains.

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Origami

I could twist and fold my edges
into perfect little creases
Morph into a paper swan,
make one page look like a million pieces
but somehow you’d still see me
for my pure simplicity
I could shift into a crane
and you’d still know that this is me

I could wear all these disguises
to protect myself from life’s surprises
Shift through many shapes and sizes,
but somehow you’d still recognize me…

because you love me through my origami.

Makeup painted on my face,
cherry blossoms in my hair
I’m prettier with all these layers,
but you’ll be here even when they disappear
You love me through my shades and hues,
my crimson reds and baby blues
As time makes outer beauty fade
your love for me will never stray

And even when I’m slightly crazy,
through all my changes, all my phases,
from beta versions to stable releases
you’ll be here to hold and calm me…

because you love me through my origami.