In the stillness of the night, my hands ache to take yours in mine, tracing lines on your palms, facing each other, in lasting calm.

I yearn for the hair that shines so bright, burns like the sun I crave in sightless dark. I run to my dreams to feel your hair, falling around my face as I play the part of your pillow.

My skin, on fire with the desire of pressing against you, caressing your back and arms. Keeping you safe from harm, no alarm creeping towards the breaking dawn.

My eyes long to fall on perfect features in the fading light, the prettiest of all Gods creatures. Locking mine with emerald pools of passion, a lasting gaze to amaze my fasting soul.

Eager for your love to fill my bowl, knowing, as the wind is blowing beyond my windowsill, thirst is a distant, fading curse.

Our hearts intertwine above the sea, parting waves to save romance, so free. No love compares to the one we share, as we celebrate our eternal dance.

My soul has been ****** dry,
due to the rising body temperature,
This drove me to speak in tongues

I close my eyes and I drift deep into a bed of jelly
as my heart called out your name,
My body became lifeless
and we become one with our feelings.

My thighs sit in melancholic
harmonies
yearning for the
soft graze
of your tongue
and although
these emotions tend
to arrive in waves,
I am forcing the
drum in my
heart to play
a tune more upbeat.
-in case you thought you were irreplaceable

His hair is short and white
Twilight years of what counseling and wisdom brings
We all must cross over;
However, why must we accept the aging process?

Scented with coconut oil, his hair shines
Brighter under the Caribbean sunrise
I wish for him to texturizes it,  
Without losing his identity, without damaging
The roots of the follicles succulent extremity

Nervously, he runs his fingers through the ends
Making it seems like  if everything is alright.
For me, I long to see his youth again
The Afro, the look, the seventy trends;
Someone, up North love and adore her friend

I am black coffee with curves of sugar.
I am a spoon of chocolate
I am soul food
I am a wombed man
The rib of an african king
The golden crown of the cosmos.

I am full moon or a sunset
I am light,
I am a spark,
a flame,
a bonfire,
I am fire works.

I’ll leave traces of smoke in your nostrils.,
Just so you’ll recognize my presence when you’re seeking me.
I’ll shelter myself between your veins just to make your heart beat a little faster.
I am the revolution of love.
I am a silenced desire.