Duke said,
“People pray in many different languages
and God hears them all.”

I’m equally a Jew and Muslim,
both living in perfect peace within me.

I’m a little bit Baptist and a little bit Episcopal.
I yearn to swim in the living waters,
and hunger for the cup and bread.

I’m more of a Quaker then a Buddhist.
Only because I’m American and I can’t speak good Chinese yet.
But Buddha’s Lamp is my constant companion,
illumining my every step in this dark world.

I’m also equally composed of east and west Indies
and sometimes even druid.
The Great Spirit and Tantric arts
remain mysteries to me.
I only know them by feeling.

And yes our Afro Heritage.
The drums, the whistle, the dance,
synchronizes our heart beat
to The Beneficent One’s finger taps.
Yes we celebrate The Holy Spirit
with cymbal, voice and drum.

I am a full dues paying member
to the 2nd Hoboken Chapter
of the Unitarian Universal Catholic Church Respectively.
We meet down the block from Sinatra’s Synagogue.
We are all apostles and responsible
for our small spaces that we rent here on earth.

I know I’m 100% Zoroastrian.
I am mesmerized by the fire.
My heart aches for the light.
I tend tiny candles
and listen for the lonely fire
of Coltrane’s sax.

I’m a nun and
a Thelonious Monk.
We run an inn for weary and lost travelers.
We build hospitals to cure the infirm;
and schools to teach the golden rule of love.
We try to do things differently.

Dizzy practiced the Behai faith.

“OOM BOP SHE BAM” I pray.

Music Selection:
Dizzy Gillespie,
Swing Low Sweet Cadillac

jbm
Oakland
12/26/98

Their hearts are racing as their eyes lock, the car’s parked in front of The Last Stop Motel. They both know the plan, but their lips won't tell, they just stare into each other’s souls as they exhale. 1 black bag reveals a vial filled with their desires an hour of love and an eternity of mystics. One hour filled with passion, lamps crashing, to the floor, moans mixed with laughing. His **** swelling inside her and smashing against her walls, as her body slides abruptly against the wall, Faint sirens in the distance, but they feel its fate that they end it. The crime sprees and hiding deep within the trees, where the police can’t find them but their families can’t either, so he hides himself in her so deep she wants more even though that it hurts. The pains of life and pleasures of ***. Ooo she loves it when he ***** on her neck, she says he does it the best. Because when she can feel him inside her its like they connect. The cops draw closer as she rides far away, Her hips are moving in a circular motion and she gives it all she can, because she doesn’t when the potion is going to bring her to end, Sweat drips off her body on to him, he can taste the lust on her skin, he lifts her up, and sticks his tongue. Licks his name all over her flower, and grips her *** with so much power. She’s on the fast track to ecstasy, and neither one of them knows if its been close to an hour. And it doesn’t matter because her life right now is trying to hit her peak and she just might right now as his finger slips in between her cheeks. He prods around the **** hole as she pour out her soul all over the sheets. He flips her on her stomach she tries to say something but he interrupts with don’t speak. They lock eyes again and see that desire again so he know she longs for him to go deep. He slaps her *** and spreads her cheeks then licks her ***** all the way up and between her *** cheeks. Slaps his **** on her **** then rubs in some spit and jams it in softly. Wraps her hair around his hand pull backs and pelvic ****** forward and makes the bed creek. He gets into the rhythm then synchronizes with her heart beat. Thump, Thump, Bump, and Bump. Her insides are so good it raises him off his feet  So sweet like honey bees and this love seems to make time last. Even though he continues to **** her fast and slap her ***, until he feels her walls tighten around his **** and nectar pushing out of it. Her legs quivered and her tone is not none known to man the great elation of the ******* science has yet to understand. The door bust open as he bust over her ovaries, the swat team staring thinking how lucky is he. Then They drop in to darkness falling asleep both knowing this is how it was meant to be.

Dream a little dream
dream a dream for me my love
and chase away
this night
and my insomnia
Oh, what I'd give
to see you once again
sleeping
ever so softly,
Our breathing synchronizes
as the wind sings our names
and whistles the night away
dream a little dream,
for me, my love
while the night is still young,
and the stars are still dancing.

For a moment, I thought I'd crash.
I actually saw myself falling fast, in my head.
What is hope?
Especially when you've waited for that one thing,
that one person who never gets to walk with you.
I was just left with a step.
A single choice.
To either fall for real, or to rise from all this.
Being human isn't easy.
You are never sure whether you are one breath away from losing it or having it all.

Then, bang! You actually lose it all.
Maybe you were too woman, too extra, sigh!
Didn't give enough,
had fear or --
anything that would make you not feel worthy.
.
What I have learnt through growth is that--
time allows you to to rise above all this--
before it kills you inside.
If you actually give yourself a chance to heal and get it together,
the universe synchronizes in your favor.
Life to life.
Strength to strength.

Just pour it out and let it surmise,
like some being with purpose to define.
It's not like it'll change much,
but the expression varies
the personal touch.

It came, it lofts, it synchronizes,
it regrets.
It'll soon be over.
Lights are coming.

They caress, they tighten,
they fool.
The whole is not complete.
It takes itself down,
and insignificance follows.

It's not like it'll let it wallow.
It's just a story after all,
told in different ways.
Over and over again.

There's not much left to say,
but whatever's to be said next.
The perplexities of life's agenda,
always moving forward.

No course.

Just distance.

Forever.

Moving...

Onward

They came to each other
With a scent of likeness
Dancing in moonlight's brightness
As they kissed away with a love license

Culprits of love blindness
They are affectionate Highnesses
Which are bound by all lessons
Of the significance of togetherness

One thought suffices
And one touch recognizes
The relishing of both synchronizes
In the absence of evil alliances

Only eyes bat
and ears to lean
that both could easily glean
on each other's means

Hugs are for breakfast
Kisses for every meal
strokes for occasional deals
when the feelings get more real

He is the courageous explorer
while she his loyal supporter
As she holds her pen of wander
He becomes her faithful defender

They only are meant for one another
As all things around falter and wither
Only be stronger together
as the times grow better

I love how enchantingly handsome he is to me
How his mind is brimful of fantastic seamless dreams
Vast and incalculably valuable academic attainment
Richly divine, sprightly, and powerful
A stellar, shining, and timeless masterpiece of poetry
He is essentially eccentric, romantic, and fragrant
A wild and wondrous showstopper, strikingly desirable

His beard is dark, thick, and intriguing
I am in incredible love with him
How his compassionateness synchronizes with mine
How his dynamism draws me into his aestheticism
He makes me want to venture deep into his hallways
Of everlasting amorousness to embrace his masculineness
Allow my mouth to move sensually against his bright, cheery cheeks

Marvel at the vividly glistening hues of his sweet keen face
His remarkably sparkling brown eyes make my mind go wild
I crave to taste his artfulness, his sauciness, his charmingness
Clench his temples, gently inch my hands through his
Unbelievably thick, curly, and black hair to revere his peerlessness
I love how he is gorgeously formed, how he makes me want
To explore him more, to feel what lies below the surface
To enter his center of supreme dreaminess
Feeling everything in him that shimmers spectacularly

Let me relax in your smooth, festooned cocoon
Feel your silky soft machoness against my ardent palms
Press my fingers on your abundant reverent beard
Envelope your dope masculine lips with massively mandazzling magic
Compose my name in your flaming amber chamber
Abounding in untameable game, become engulfed
In your golden honey thugness, hum to the appealing
Drumbeating crunkness of your hunkiness

Feel my temperature emerge as I submerge
In your fervent immersing spectacularness
Let me rap to your serene and pristine majesty
Enwrap my poetic rainbow soul around your gallant
And imperial peerlessness, trace tastiness with my hands
Navigating your beardiful manful canvas, evanesce
Into your effervescent essence, listen to the surround
Sound of your slamming playground synchronizes
With mine, slow wine with your refinedness

Nuzzle your sinewy lushalicious muscles
Make your ruggedness and thugness shudder
Swim in your seamless streaming senses
Taste your magical machofabulous masterfulness
Make your hotness hard, feel your fresh-nificent
Resilient flex, revel in your blessed breathtaking tastefulness
Undress and mesmerize your poetry in motion
Deeply drink down your slick milkalicious chocolate
Bring you to a highly enticing and eye-opening ******
As you eject meltingly mad tasty ecstasy

His golden macho hotness
Charms my inner world
His slick glittering neck
His massively mouthwatering chest
His magically muscular arms
He pulls me into his passionate
Psychedelic web of incredible
Heart-stopping adventures
Causes my heartbeat to accelerate
The more he tastes my glowing rainbow candy

His refreshing radiant vessel is
Where I want to nestle
Fill his compelling flexing manfulness
Look into his devouring dark eyes
And become utterly moonstruck
Struck up, caught up in his spectacular savage smoke
Smell his enthralling, godlike body
And drift away into his tantalizing naked enchantingness
Put my hands all over his smooth, fluid frame

Nuzzle his lovable lush legs, feel my fingertips
Travel on his thick, streamlined thighs
Tease his tatted thrilling thugness
Lust for him more, explore his covetous luscious treasure
Kiss his ample arched shoulders
As my desires multiply, as my mind synchronizes with his
Our mouths meeting, our eyes seeing each other
Breathing deeply, such power-hungry hypnotic moments
Evolving, revolving, falling into the hotness
Of his ardent artistical aura, lost in untouchableness forever