You will never know
my African king how
much I adore you, the
dream of many dreams
inside your soul that
sparks the fire inside
my heart, dark temptations
of desire within intelligence
and resilience, commitment
and fulfillment, gentleness
and promptness, hustle and
flow, emotion and motion,
sacrifice and aspire, the forever
love songs that shine in your sight.  
Your melanin glow brightens
my spirit, every deep hue a bold
beautiful canvas crafted in
stunning perfection.

The love that I have
for you is beyond
truth and thought,
reason and beginning,
ending and infinity,
a soul dream of
hypnotic sounds
sifting inside
solar planets.

My heart was in a chamber
of cobwebs, a grey dying
depiction drifting in
darkness.  My amber eyes
were changing.  The sunlight
that used to shine so bright
inside my existence was
blackened and bruised,
a heatless flame sinking
within its inner kingdom,
as I inhaled volcanic vowels,
naked and pounding, breaking
and drowning, a hardened
death soul-less and smoked.

What I missed the most about
college was the days that I used
to hang out with my brother
John, the late-night chilling
in Gold hall playing Medal
of Honor on the Game Cube
conversing and giggling
about the most random
conversations.  And the
next day we would
walk around the campus
and breathe in the sweet
refreshing air, the stares
and smiles rising in the
sky, slow-wheeling breezes
brushing up against our bodies,
vibrant vibes soaring across
the jazzy surface.  There
was a rhythm of tranquility
reverberating in various
motions, a satisfying sensation
surrounding the glorious
landscape.

When I stare at the many
masterpieces inside your
soul, the endless summers
by your side, every night
curled up inside your arms,
our bodies a sea of exotic
dreams, there is no other
love that could break me
away from your world.

As I sit outside watching the blue skies
and peaceful clouds hang in the horizon,
sweet smells of pure freedom, the stark
sun beaming down upon my bronze
body, thoughts of you sway inside
my mind.  And as I write these words
my love, I want you to know that I mean
everything that I say.  When we first
fell in love, the majestic mountains
rising above our sparkling hearts,
beautiful butterflies hovering in
our sight, bluebirds singing in
sweet delight, we knew that the
love we had for each other was
eternal and complete.  We chased
after the moon and stars, every
poetic beauty a brilliant brushstroke
of perfection.  Most nights we would
sit on the deep black sand and watch
the waves ignite bursting beats upon
the soles of our feet, every single shift
sparking our hearts.  And as I write
these words, I want you to know that
you mean the world to me.  You are
my sweet escape.

There is no need to question
my love and the feelings that
I have for you.  This passion
that burns deep inside my chest
is the unending beauty I see
within your existence.  The
sparkling daylight that shines
in your presence, the moon
hovering in the horizon
surrounding your greatness,
every crisp smile brightening
the days that I spend with you.
I’ll forever embrace these blissful
moments, the devotion that I made
for you, the rainy nights when you
were between anger and pain, the
way I stood there by your side
and rubbed my fingers through
the soft delicate strands of your hair,
assuring you that everything would
be fine.  And as the years continue
to move forward my precious angel,
I’ll forever be in your world, a
heavenly scenery reminding you
that I’ll never let you give up on
your dreams.