Hmm,
At first sight
I like ...
Our eyes met, we smiled
The feeling is mutual
I can tell

Didn't think it possible but
It happened
Just like that!
I'm hooked
My summer crush

I looked up
A hand came in view
It was him, looking straight in my eyes

I melted on the spot
Took his hand and squeezed
The cougar in me purred with delight

Ahh, it's real
Mon cheri - those eyes
Always roaming to find the other
Hoping no one notices

It's a mutual thing
To just be friends
Not to harm or offend

Feels good
We smile, secretively
Like old friends

Summer crush
Like ice
Sizzling hot
Hush ...
I don't even know his name

Copyright JRap /7/2016

Two figures dressed in red and black robes sat on a bed in a room that was illuminated in red light.  The larger figure looked at the smaller figure and said
"This is the day we've been waiting on.  It's ok to be nervous but don't be scared.  You are the sacred vessel. "  "I'm not afraid.  I'm just ready to get this day over with" said the smaller figure.   "That's just what I wanted to hear Levi.  It's time to get started.  Please follow behind me" said the larger figure.  "Yes" mother said Levi.
Levi followed his mother out of his room and down a hall that was illuminated in red light.  As Levi followed behind his mother he asked the question "Why do we use red lights to light the compound?"  "Because red is the color of blood.  Blood is sacred.  The color red is sacred" said the tall dark skinned woman.  "Oh" said Levi.  "When Priest summons the spirit Evil remember not to fight it.  Just let it take over" said the tall dark skinned woman.  "Ok" said Levi.  When Levi and his mother entered the worship area she had him stand in front of the altar and clergy.
"Thank you Harriet for escorting Levi to the altar" said a tall figure wearing a black hooded robe.  "You're welcome Priest" said Harriet.  Priest stepped down from the altar holding a baby creature in his right hand and a knife in his left hand.  Priest stabbed the baby creature in it's stomach and ripped it opened.  He stood in front of Levi and dipped his finger in the baby creature's blood and anointed Levi's forehead with it's blood.  "Bring me the Book of Evil" said Priest.  A short figure wearing a black hooded robe stepped down from the altar and brought Priest the Book of Evil.  Priest turned to the chapter Evil and began reading.  "As the night blinds the sight of the male and female and Death stalks the living and Hate stands on the grave of Love.  Only then will evil reveal itself.  I offer this vessel to the spirit Evil.  Come forward Evil I summon you."  
When Priest finished reading from the Book of Evil the red lights that illuminated the compound began to flicker off and on.  From out of no where a gust of wind began to circle around Levi.  Slowly the wind transformed into black smoke.  Levi was over taken with fear and unable to move.  The black smoke entered through Levi's gaping mouth and took possession of him.  Levi shook violently and fell to the floor.  "Levi are you alright?" asked Priest.
Levi stood to his feet and looked Priest in his face with eyes that was as black as death.  "The child is no longer in control" said Evil.  Evil walked up to Priest stock his hand in Priest's stomach and pulled out his intestines.  "LEVI YOU KILLED YOUR FATHER!" screamed HaHarriet as she ran over to the lifeless body of Priest.  
"I am Evil.  Like I told the child's father Levi is no longer in control but for amusement everyone may still call me Levi" said Evil as he looked at Harriet.   Evil pointed at the figures on the altar and told them to get rid of Priest's dead body.  "Yes Levi" said the robed figures.  "Harriet go gather the members of Sinister and bring them to the worship area" said Evil.  
Harriet walked out of the worship area and to the office of Iniquity.
She turned on the intercom and with a commanding voice Harriet tells the members of Sinister to come to the worship area.  Harriet turned back off the intercom and stood in the office for a few seconds.  What have we done? I can't believe I let my ten year old son be the vessel to that thing.  I can't believe we were stupid enough to summon that thing.  Thought Harriet.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum

Sitting alone
And pondering deep thoughts
Blatantly staring at the wall
She feels so lost
She put her trust in you
But, there was no love in your heart
Nothing but pain and abuse
Right from the very start

I just had an epiphany
a collective angry symphony of poetry
My words want to escape and spiral into existence
Grow feet and  wings
and  be the comfort of my mother
words   teach my brothers
I want you words be as a forgotten zygote
shouting with my CAPITALS
and hyphenate their sorrows and thanksgiving

words be as incense
soaring to the ends of the world
bow down in front of the creator

Do You Still Remember
The Day We Met

It was On A Summer's Day
The Sun Was Shinny
Yet On A Full Moon
Stars Were Visible
In Broad Day Light
The Clouds Were Coloured
In Rainbow Colours

We Were Led To Each Other
By The Blowing Winds Of Love
Blowing In One Direction
Where Our Hearts
Found Each Other
And Connected It Was Like
We Were In The Garden
Of Eden

My Fantasies
Were Brought To Life
I Was Living My Dreams
You Were Sitting
On A Tree Branch
In All Purple With Pink Lips....
Your Curves Were
Of A Mermaid,
Thighs Of An Angel
With Long Shinny
Black Hair
Your Beauty Was Beyond
Any Word
In the Oxford Dictionary
Your Were So Tempting
Marvellously sculpted
By The Sculpture
The Woman Of My Dreams

Sight Of You Stunned Me
My Heart Started Racing
I Could Feel Love
Running Through My Veins
I Fell In Love With You
From A Distance
Though I Fell More In Love
With The Looks

In You
I Had Found the One,
I Though
I Had Found The One,
A Cheerleader
Of My Dreams,
True Love,
Don't you Remember That Day
Do You Ever Sit and Reminisce
About It
Don't you Wish
You Could Revisit Time
And Relive That Day.............
I Wonder What Went Wrong.....
What Ever Made you Left
Must Have Been Big
Maybe My Mistake
Was Being More In love
With Looks.........

Forever's a burden that none deserves to bear alone...
I wanted to share it with you, i waited for the perfect moment
to let you know but sadly I lost you with the winds of the wait,
patience was my biggest mistake,
the worst business I ever invested in because
I was told patience is one of those ventures that pays...
Maybe like they famously say; not all good
business students make great business minds
and not all successful opportunities ultimately succeed.
I loved you, I love you and I believe loving you is my future career.
I know it's a tiring job but again, what job is easy?
I choose to be your slave even if you will never know for
you will always see the rays of my undying orb of affection and care,
like the evening Sun after it's been eaten by
the canker-worm of twilight,
but you might never know I am the one lighting the way.
You will always be somebody that means the planet to me,
because you and I are post to be.

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i know you know that i write too many love poems
but i know that already, so please tell me something new
tell me what you think of No Ordinary Muse or August Blue
i tend to forget about every heartbreak that i’ve ever had
the moment my fingers pick up a pen and write the pain away
lately all these love poems have begun to sound the same
i’m starting to think that my right wrist is getting quite rusty
i don’t know much about the world around me these days
hearts get broken like mirrors, records and promises do
i want to love until my time is up like God left the clock on the ceiling
i write too many love poems lately
because love is something that i can actually understand

His was like that of a sponge
As he swirled his warm, moist tongue inside of me.
Erasing the past,
And soaking up the present.
Making me whole again and ready for the new future.
It was like the great flood of the Biblical times;
Built up emotions like a valley charged with dynamites,
I exploded and the flood gates opened;
And he smiled at me,
"Your ******* are soaked, will you like to go another round."
I tried not to smile but with him,
It wasn't far-fetched.
He made my ebony-toned cheeks blush.
He slid back before I could muster up the courage to nod my head to say Yes because I didn't trust my tongue to loosen and veer towards speech anytime soon.
How he made my heart throb!

One of the many forms of hate, racism is a monster that stares in the eyes of men and breathes fires of destruction,

Racism is another ism like classism is all about hate, it swallows men and women like each other,

It’s Satan’s child and devours races and classes, a black cross painted in my room,

Their tears reflect the haunted memories in the corner, of american blacks and apartheids I heard as stories,

The walls are blackened with their wails and weeps, but racists partied in the boulevard,

Billboards get fingerprinted by some hands, displaying the monster’s play - a stare kept alive,

The curtains unruffle at dawn, still the sun chokes the atmosphere with the slogans
Peace out haters !