I love your eyes
and the way you look
into mine

I love your voice
and the words you use
to make me smile

I love your skin
specially when it's
against mine

I love your lips
and your kisses
every time

I love when you say
that you love me
more than I

I love the feeling
of your fingertips
through my spine

I love that with you
I can be myself
even though I'm shy

With you everything feels
like if I had met you
in another life

I love that you're tough
some might say the strongest
yet I've seen you cry

I love it when you say
that I'm yours
and that I can call you mine

I love that your name
is always
invading my mind

I love when you
call me beautiful
even though I think you lie

I love your hands
and our fingers
interwined

I love that
when I'm with you
everything seems to be fine

I love you
and I will
for the rest of time

there was a lonely poet
who bled his sonets to the imaginary Muse
he had never met
and gave it read to the  outcast
he met hanging on the streets and some bars..
once he met there a goddess-like looking femme
wholy destitute, he imediatly felt in love
love to the marvelous *******
it was love from first glance

yes, she was a harlot
who is usually  short on time
he somehow managed
to afford her time
in motel
with blind windows
he came
and said her he want just
drink with her wine
on what, she wanted to throw him away
but he trembled by every nerv
and she said ok,
I will meet you after work
we will drink tea
she denied the hand reaching her money
and in two hours they met again

the man shined radiant
like he catched blue bird
she was tired she asked him
what do you want?
He tell, I want paint you in words
Not for you give me a kiss
Nor for you answer on my instant love
I love you just because I dont know you yet...
she laughed...
well, ok..
you wish to know me
out to touch me?
say, why are you so afraid?
He tald,   Oh, no, I afraid nothing,
since i have nothing to loose..
but in this life I feel the immerse grief..
my mother will never love me
in the way I need
said he, and tear shed on his cheek..
the mistress looked full of intimidation on him..
she seems never sow the man tears..
and he cried suddenly so bitter that she
fehlt eerie,
this big child touched the long forgotten string of her
heart and she also began to cry..
so they cried together  quite long time
poet took her hand
and they tenderly interwined the fingers..
she said, I didnt cried for eternity,
I thought all my feelings are dead.
My mother never loved me too
but because of this i never cried or fehlt any regret...
you are so vulnerable, my stranger..
you awaking me feel something beside
my only fact, that  I am luxurious toy for the spity men
let me show you my very ****..
you will perhaps recognise that I cant be your girl...
I didnt deserve this tender tears
I am Alaska, I am numb, cold, yet I am ok with that.

No, please, dont speak bad of yourself,
I will write for you funny poems
about wolfs, sheeps, dogs and cats..
your heart will slowly melt and mend,
you will again feel and may be one day
you will let you be my lovely concubine...
I joke, he added..

but howeverwhy.. god works on mysterious ways..

since that day poet find his true muse
and she, with her wanton delight, find a waiter for her sleeping heart
this is of cause just a fairytale, but somewhere near or far away
somewhere may be it happened in real life.

When I see into your eyes I see our futures that lies
As if I was looking into the mystery of a crystal ball
answering attentively to loves call.
And it was there That i find
You are one of kind,
A materpiece crafted into a divine design
I can tell by the way Your eyes locked into mine
Although we didnt touch we had become like a braid as both our souls interwined
you send chills quickening up my spine
Its like my body, soul, and mind can sense you are the essences of Greatness defined.
As I examine your mind
It was like was like watching the sunrise
As your lips sing me lullibies
And I become mesmerized
As you give me butterflies
Then My palms fit perfectly in your palms
As My soul sings to your soul a scriptured praise from psalms.
My heart unfolds
And my truth gets told
My femininity surrender to your masculinity.
As I dive into deepest depths of your ocean's bottomless sea
Swimming in it endlessly

I become Intoxicated by your Testoserone
While you get high off of my sweet smelling Pheromones.
Your vibes make me Fantasize
About the sensual exercise you could do while sipping from the rivers that flow from in between my thighs
And from the womb of My belly I let out a beautiful cry
As I am being Submerge in your love as if im being Baptized
Then he Lifts me high like A diamond in the skies.
I take a deep breath in and SIGH
Because no man is better than my Handsome guy as I get high of his Chocolate supply.
Oh me oh my!

Its the beauty of black love between the Black Man And Woman
Its the shimmering shades of Melanin to Melanin
The contact of Skin to skin
Caressing each others souls from within.

A Queen needs her Royal King
Just like the violin needs its strings for without it its just a wooden box that doesnt mean a thing.
A God for the Goddess
Thats Honest and modest
And a Venus for Mars
And A consolation for the Most Majestic Shooting stars.
Thier powerful engery turns into a love song traveling distances so far.

Five red haired maidens / resting symmetry
Draped in bluest sky / arranged peacefully
Interwined pink flowers / chaining togetherly
One composition / from Antiquity
Arms wilt with leisure / classically painted
Their wild thoughts blooming / a pale recreation
Seated in judgment / of time untainted
By modernity / By degradation
in eternal youth / in a single row
They sit and they watch / seasons come and go

When i look into your eyes I see the infinite galaxy.
Its an Out of this world level of intimacy.
Its a Place where you, I and The most High live unity.
Its a place of stillness fill with serenity.
Where The Our Dreams Become interwined with reality.
Where Metaphysical Fantasy becomes A living valley.

In this place You make my brain stimulate
As the the words formulate
our brain cells become awake
and our thoughts began to penetrate
As We serve one another an essential  
subtance and Truth on a plate.
Raising Our engery as it Elevates.
Indulging in Our frequency as it Vibrates.
Staring slowly in yours eyes While we quietly meditate
And the pain subsizes and evacuates
Drowing the voices of the hurt that are drying as they suffocate.
Feeling one anothers embodiment as we soundlessly communicate.
Your bring out the beauty of this beast Everytime we conversate.
Its a sensational authenticity
We are wires that spark fires of Electricity.
A source of Power that drives,
Exuberantly Spirited and adernalized.
What a blessing it is to be Revived and Alive.

Hello creator,
my mother, my father,
what have you gave me, asked this  lonesome daughter.
You provided me foundation in which to stand,
mother you taught me morals in which I do not believe,
the pain I wallowed, the grief I seeked.

Do you remember when I would wander,
these streets of this town, the things i'd ponder.
Do you remember when I layed sleepless at night,
trying to forgive and forget the fight.
I do not blame for it is all that you've known,
but the burden is so deep, you and dad look as cold as stone.

I remember when I sought for love,
it was at the bottom of a bottle,
hidden in the smoke of a cigarette,
it was interwined with regret,
and it was burning out, golden red.

Oh mother, oh father I do not blame,
I forgive, I forget,
the orgin of this pain.
For years I'd lay sleepless, for years i'd wander inside this horror,
I know you never knew you hurt me,
but the pain you bleed seeps into my core.

When our fingers interwined
All my evilness flew away,
I felt like I was in heaven
And danced like I was just eleven.

When I turned my eyes towards you,
You looked so fine
And your flawless smile
Lightened up my heart for a while.

I drifted towards you
Like the river falls in the sea.

A glimpse of you
Made me believe
That my once and for all
Is nothing but looked like
You.

The fire turned into an angry fire,
even if the flames were not yet visible.
Our love got dark and indistinguishable,
beneath the volumes of smoke towering above.
Yet,
the fire did not come that day.
Only the smell of it,
and the sight of smoke.
The sky,
bright yellow.
I saw it coming.
I saw us breaking apart.
Did you?
As the sky gets even yellow,
i felt more and more threatened.
Your fingers interwined with mine,
we ran.
We ran from the savage destruction that was now almost visible.
Then you let go.
You let go to save yourself.
As the air thicken,
and flames flutter from branches,
flowers crackling,
everything we built together,
burnt into bare earth.
I remembered you promised,
for better or for worse.
This is my worse alright,
but you promised.
Where are you now?
You know what's worse?
I'd never leave you behind.
I'd grab your hand tighter,
and we'd run together.
And when serendiptous victory is ours,
we'll rebuild.
We'll plant seeds again.
But you ran.
You ran away.
But the worst part is,
I won't blame you.

(FAH)

My wish would to be next to you now as you lay there sleeping. Wondering what you are dreaming. Feeling my arms around you. Watching you breath in and out. Wondering what little gestures you make in your sleep. My wish would to be there ever night to chase away any fright.
My wish would to hold you comfort you through the night. My arms around you tight. My wish to smell the aroma of your hair. Oh lord please take me there. My wish to know you to love you through every storm, trial, the goodtimes and bad. To hold you and love you and to be there when you are sad. To catch the tear before it shall fall. And let you know i love you most of all. My wish would be to be interwined where no one could define me from you. My wish would be that pillow that you hold so near it will soon be me dear. My wish would be to show you a love that will endure. For my love of you is pure. My wish for us to never be apart. I felt this from the very start. For you my beautiful angel are always in my heart.

Dedicated to Special K
TW Rice

I sat in comfort
At the peak of my mountain
I saw everything yet -
I took no part
Roads interwined
New buildings erupted and
Old buildings were torn down or
Refurnished
Why is there constant change?
I could see no imperfections in these creations
But it seems I must be wrong.

I was tempted at times to move from my stupor.
When I witnesses great harm or relief
But my place is among the hidden
I am a shadow in your soul