Honey, Love & Blackness

Oh shug!

My love is vast as the ocean is deep,
But your arms don’t seem strong enough to sail my waves.


This lovin is as sweet and quenching as big momma’s good Sunday tea on a thick summer eve’nin
But you don’t have a taste for the gifts of love.

Baby boy!

I could rock your world with the flick of my wrist
But the quakes & shivers would destroy your foundation.


I’ve been waiting for you to sip from the chalice

of my love.

But your mind is trained on thots

and I’m vast,

a child of the blaqueer mystique

an heir of the Cosmos.

So I watch and wait,

til time stops speaking and

you awaken

to us.

To kiss

and say

I’m home.

Good Morning.

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