As I lay my head I try to sniff a shirt that I let you wear because your scent gives me such a comfort it makes me feel like you are near but from me you have disappeared for the time being
Sometimes it gets weird having too much room on my bed you know without having you pressing me into the 24-inch chunk of the bed that you leave me after you get nice and cozy
I just want to find my zen in the form of massaging my fingers through your hair to help me calm myself before a nights rest
I need your brown sugar kissed skin to serve as a heater to keep me warm whilst I dream until sunrise
But you are not here
Longing to hear the music you display while telling me about your day. Deeply saddened when you are too tired to speak our native tongue.
Peace is found when you are in my arms and all of the day’s harms matter no longer
Your smile helps my eyes adjust after turning down the lights
Your kisses serve as sleeping pills I must take them carefully or I can get myself hurt
The gentleness of your touch puts me under a spell that acts as a catalyst to the sleeping pill. “You are getting sleepy…”
I wish you were here
Now it’s 3:27 a.m and I have yet to seize my thoughts of you
I find you in my heart right where I left you anxiously waiting to sing me to sleep
So you are here …

Oh dear mother Earth
I grasped a still of you today

Every time I sit and stare at you I am in awe of how wonderfully my creator made you

The wind was conversing with the tall grass telling tales of when they were just little sprouts remerging from the soil, He said that they were always dancing in the daylight as time walked by until night fell and they grew fearful of the creatures that the moon cannot keep away

And the trees were filled with joy because they miss the company of last year's leaf pedals that drifted into the meadows but this year's batch are just as lovely and knows how to keep the branches warm

Our closest star was showing off how vibrant she is as the clouds gang up on her competing for the spotlight in the show on display

Oh dear benevolent Eve I tried to capture your essence in a shot

I didn't quite get it all because there are so many aspects of you were missing in it, just didn't quite make as much sense as I thought, it was worth a try
I realize your aura cannot be contained by a print but every passing eye that you come across is left with an imprint of your soul that is impossible to ignore

I wanted to be able to register the concept of your grin and try to fathom how one's ****** structure can be so well put together

I wanted to immortalize just one moment of this angelic creation as she is making music in the form of a smile

Proverbs from Papa
or Memoirs from Mama
Wisdom
is all I seek to obtain
Tall tales from brother
Black and white lies from the other
Foolishness
is all I wish to escape
Relations from expired dates
A me foreign to my current mental state
Maturation
is a journey with no end goal
But the point is to make constant growth

The world is darker than it’s ever been and deeper than my life is anything but fair skin a nation divided by one thing that ties to another thing that ties to another and that one thing is what ties me to a dear friend that I call my brother

This hue I was cursed with I mean this shade I was born with I mean this tone that I was blessed with, Sometimes I’m even confused myself on what kind of gift this tinted skin is for me

I know we come from Kings whose land is rich in gold and other imperial things

But if I may be so bold or brave to say that even now white people still know how to make my people feel as if they are still enslaved

We’re stuck in a hole a certain way of living , a certain way of thinking “the mission of life is to get money the fast way even if it is the ski mask way" only thinking about the right now willing to predict the next 5 years of your life to fill what’s not in your pockets all cause you gotta get the money gotta get the money gotta get the money gotta get the money gotta get the money but you end up with no money plus ain’t nothing funny when your days ain’t sunny and your little sonny is born and you are still reaping the benefits from making your piece of change

Even if it’s not in our heads some white people never changed their minds about the way they feel about this skin tone of mine

I am Trayvon … one night I was riding my bike with a handful of my friends moving from spot to spot as we followed our plans and we had a personal escort that followed us for about a mile but he didn’t say hi or stop to ask for directions it just seems like they get off or get an ******* from putting blacks back in the chains we were once in

I am Django … young black dude no chains bro contractually assassinating to get all that I live for and showing the my community that there is a better way to live

The night is dark but in due time it will change we need to mentally put down these chains and make way toward the North Star especially in the midst of the rain, But it’s hard to believe pleasure in a life full of pain

Only if I could take a plane out of stratford as far as it will go across the ever moving waters until the gas runs out
Only if I could use every last grain of energy to power all of muscle fibers in my existence to swim to the sands that I am not familiar with
Only if I could jump onto the back of the only moving train that will get me to where I need to be
Only if I could walk around until my pupils are certain as to what is in the viewfinder
Only if I could get close enough to this masterwork so that my nasal passages can pick up it's unique scent that it sent
If only I could be near enough to physically appreciate this work of art with the gentle touch from my hands
Then I would only be face to face with you

I felt the pain in her eyes as the train waved goodbye we will not get the chance to coexist the way we are used to for at least a few years

As the train moved more further than near I can tell her eyes welled up in tears everything that we've grown to familiar with will be less frequent and more "valuable"

Not that your kisses and soft touch were never valued now I will be able to fully appreciate your fingers against my skin like an artist painting it's canvas I will cherish the touch of your lips gently pressing against mine I felt the words "I Love You" transfer without making a sound

Our anticipation will build with each passing moment longing for the moment when I get to looking into your beautiful eyes and fully express my heart to you

The fist sized ***** beating in the center of her chest is fuelled by the energy given off by the one pumping inside of my thoracic cavity

I just want to defy the laws of gravity and ride on my cloud to be where you are so I can sweep you off your feet toss the broom so I can catch you from falling because that's not how we got to being in love we jumped together

Idk about you but I feel like I'm floating in air like a feather
22 years I've been on this planet and I have yet to meet anyone remotely close to make me feel the way you do

Watching all of my imperfections and insecurities trickle down the drain

Along with dirt from sweat and water from the rain

Every ***** thought and wrongdoing being washed away forever

Until the next time I look in the mirror and try to run away from my past

Perspiration forms on my forehead the further I get from where I used to be

I try to build muscle by carrying the weight of what lies in front of me

My body exudes salt water while I play a pickup game with present times; trying to figure out which way to go and decide the best move to get by each defender

I only feel clean again after I take a shower

I shower at night to go to bed with a clean slate only to wake up in need of another

The morning shower opens my eyes to the obvious things I was previously blind to

I walk around in the sludge created by society as if my skin isn’t dark enough they feel the need to cover me in mud

Rainfalls of title educated tries to fix me up only the mud is too thick and I’m not exposing my true self yet

Until I get home to shower again

I feel like myself again after I take a shower