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.

Honey-chile!

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.


Bae,


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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