When the world has turned
it’s back on you my love,
I promise that I’ll be your
burning flame, a rising
power that will inspire
your creation, a blossoming
flower sparkling every hour
inside your frame.  I’ll be
the uncharted destinies
in your reach, the art that
you crave, the towering
trees swaying upon your
dimension, vibrant leaves
so emerald and enchanting
in your mansion.  I’ll be
your golden masterpiece,
a wave of shimmering seas
glistening throughout all
seasons.

When I look at your
melanin mansion,
jubilant destinations
over smooth brilliant
worlds of insight and
passion, depth and
determination, strength
and persistence, I can
breathe in your paradise
poetry.  In my amber eyes,
I can see the various spaceships
orbiting around seamless
Saturn, the way its rings of
majestic harmonies spin
inside timeless legacies,
in a wave of magnificent
oceans beyond chemistry
and infinity.

Whenever you call
my sweet darling,
I’ll come running
across the oceans
and breathe new
life into your
existence.  I’ll
be your bright
light in the midnight
and ignite flaming
passion inside your
mind, creative designs
beyond time, beyond
beat and bass, an intimate
lifetime of memories
seeping inside two souls.

He is the music that
I breathe in every
single day and night,
angelic notes
swimming across
Saturn, soul sounds
so clear and deep,
a frequency of
vibrations rocking
the jazzy waves,
as I close my eyes
and listen to his
glorious chemistry.

His love is the ignition
that drives my invention
into brilliant infinities,
the sweetest songs shining
in the horizon, midnight
melodies over diamond
poetry, a beautiful world
that soothes every inch
of my body and soul.

I was disconnected
from the outer
existence. I could see
the blade scraped walls
moving towards me.

I stared at the sunrise
in my sight, vivid
brightness blinding
my eyes, as I listened
to earth’s existence,
everything silent
and still.