#rnb
And then suddenly,
All the R&B songs were about you.
Every word, and every verse,
Is a Reminder of you.
Suddenly,
The lyrics by the scientist are for you.
We didn’t need a love song,
But a haiku is perfect to summarize us 2.
And Maybe,
If we weren’t on Different Pages,
The sessions wouldn’t play to mourn you.
I wouldn’t have to Note to Self,
The crime it is to fall in love,
After my heart is Burned Blue from you,
I wouldn’t dream to be a fool,
Remaining ignorant to your bittersweet entrapment,
Luring me to your flame,
And then you fire
Praying to be Higher,
Than the heart ache,
So I won’t wait,
If the world were to end tomorrow.
Pretending that Nothing Even Matters, When it Hurts So Bad,
Like Everything wasn’t Everything,
And we weren’t made to last forever.
I walk away with Open Arms,
Since moving on is just The Way Life Goes.
I Gotta Find Peace of Mind,
And it’s impossible when you linger around mine,
Especially,
When Suddenly,
All the R&B songs are about you.
Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 10:44 PM UTC
swanging hips, a pendulum
elbows dark, tenderized
marinating, coconut oil
tension in my arms, braiding whispers
braiding from the root to the ends
detangle from the ends to the root
flaxseeds, prayer hands
baby hairs kissed, pressed
a red brick dust blush
banana leaves hydrodipped
across my hips and my chest
so with my eyes I light sticks
of patchouli and amber
the smoke crawls against gravity
dancing around the open pores of my
hair, each strand taking a drag
the bass thumps and the melody
follows me down the oak staircase
echoing through my heels into my skull
bringing grit into a room of living
and dissolving torpor and malaise
transforming dark corners into
sunlit nooks
I let the smell from the upstairs
guide me, in a trance I sweep
every hook, under every
table, chair, and desk
until all grime, jinxes, and ill will
is out of this spirit built home
armed with a bucket of pinesol and florida water,
and a mop twisted with hyssop leaves
once them vermin are gone
something has got to take its place
prayers and whiskey
psalms and wishes
blessings and forgiveness
love, kindness, wealth,
40 acres and a mule
so I let myself be swooned
into my chair in front of my
vanity, to stare into the mirror
where I could see praline skin
and lips made to be put around
a wooden reed, the mouthpiece of
a saxophone, a clarinet, or maybe
lips to croon and **** sweet
jazz in New Orleans
but wherever I was made to go,
wherever I was meant to be
right now, I was closing down
the house for the evening
cuddling under satin sheets
my coils and curls sleeping in a bonnet
to leave the world as it was getting dark
patchouli gliding around my blankets
amber spritzed onto my pillow
the deep hums of baritone voices
and walking bass lines abate my
mind to hush, ease me to sleep
Nov 9, 2025
Nov 9, 2025 at 12:48 PM UTC
Words in your curves
Soft as rhythm and blues
Langston Hughes piano keys and sultry jazz
Neo-soul gold
May 31, 2020
May 31, 2020 at 12:18 PM UTC
This is real now,
Teach me how,
you want me to move,
instruct and I will do you,
How ever you want me to,
In any way that you need,
Allow me to satisfy you,
Staying in tune with your tune.
Setting the mood,
as we move to your groove,.
I love your sound and how
You got things going down
Your vibe, such a beautiful sound
Got my body moving around
something in the air
Your melody everywhere
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 8:59 PM UTC