THE FLOW

I like my coffee Like I like my man Black Strong Robust Full of flavor Lively Deep Vibrant Hot Steamy With more caffeine Than a drug dealer That wakes my senses And brings me alive I like my coffee Like I like my man Exotic Addictive Potent Lingering in my thoughts Long after the initial introduction Sturdy Balanced With definition And variety Chameleon like Having the ability To blend in any environment Yet never looses it originality Nor its essence I like my coffee Like I like my man Giving me the “lift” I need To make it through the day Under any circumstance So addictive, that I find myself Wanting…..needing Just a taste of him Several times a day I like my coffee Like I like my man First thing in the morning After a shower And sometimes before To “wake” up my senses And bring me alive To journey on my way Black Strong Robust Vibrant Yeah...... That’s how I like him .

If I were a Word I’d want to be made love to I’d want to be stroked and caressed If I were a Word I’d want to be thought about carefully Not used in ignorance or mischief But for wisdom and love I’d want to be strong, fierce Powerful Like a fire that ceases to burn I’d want to leave them yearning for more If I were a Word I'd want to inspire and encourage Last as an eternal thought Having meaning and purpose If I were a Word I’d want to be understood Believed Conceived And Forever on the tongues of Poets If I were a Word I’d want to be scribed As an hieroglyphic On the ancient walls Of time As an emblem on the papyrus Of consistency If I were a Word I’d want to be holy And sacred Like life given to a new born baby The Light The gateway To everlasting life If I were a Word I’d be creation And manifestation of all things living I’d want to be like the permanent marker That can not be erased, eradicated, nor removed From the heart. If I were a Word I’d want wings like birds and unicor...

As I…. Water Lily with Rain and Sunshine In hopes that she will grow I watch her in her youth For wisdom she does not know She spites my hand And neglects my knowledge She is not in search of truth She spits words of defiance To my nurturing And vomits out foolish things She sputters in her growth For she is not willing to “open” Her pathway to enlightenment I Try To Instill In the Water Lily Metaphors of survival And a vernacular feast Of "spiritual" food But she refuses to eat From the tree of life Rather she prefers To wither and die Like the foolish Flower she is.........

As..I….. stand here Looking through the window pane Slowly watching The pouring rain I think of you And All those nights Of joyful bliss Reminiscing Of you....me....we.... making love I’m mesmerized from the thoughts of You tasting the honey From my frontal lips I moan and groan Pulling your head in closer To my moistness You lift up for a moment And ask me Baby….. Do you like it? I moan some more Ahhhhhhhhh…yes Ohhhhhhhhhh…. Yessssssssss I remember the sweat dripping Off my thighs As you rise To my convictions Moving Swaying To the rythmn of love You pull me in Deeper & Deeper And Dee…p…er Until you baste The back of my walls You moan Ummmmmmmmmm Damn…baby Then I taste the honey From your throne Slowly Licking Up Downnnn…….. Round And roundddd………. Until I have captured your throne completely You grab the headboard Of our universe And let out a cry I look up and smile Do I please thee? Yes..Oh……yesss You reply Just the very thought of you Rises the tenderness of my nipples As I sta...

Inspired my Amberly's Me Poem.....Amber, Thanks for the inspiration! I didn’t claim poetry Poetry claimed me It wrapped me up And seduced me At the tender age of three I didn’t claim poetry It claimed me It called my name While inside my mother’s womb It nurtured me And cuddled me And wrapped me up in its cocoon I write because of submission It is my therapy The only thing that allows Me to maintain my sanity I didn’t claim poetry Poetry claimed me With intoxication For words medication No need for translation It be my sedation I know no other way It is the ex-pression Of WHO I BE I live for it Die without it And strive to perfect it I be the muse To the ink The pen be the tool To express me Poetry is WHO I BE

Enticing effervescence of an effortless flow Emensing, exuding, emotion Of e---luminous glow Essence eternally Emitting light Essential to encourage Eagles taking flight Education, emerging Entangling equations Universe expressing Prophetic elations Erotic desires ensuing Eternal life Everything seen by the all-knowing eye Never escaping Evening can’t hide Eventual edification Embedding exuberance Evoking excellence Epics of extraordinary Episodes of epitome will Extracting spiritual Experience of divine skill The Epiphany of everlasting Everywhere Eve goes Especially in Eden As so the story is told Enthralled in evergreen gardens Everybody wants to go Egypt is the place yall Called Kemet you know So with the letter E This scribe must end In hopes that you enjoyed And employed the ever so Effective, extensive ex-pression of E Enduringly Enlightened Evy

Sing me a song of serenity Seeping slowly through my soul Satiate the burning satire Sing me a song of sultry simplicity Simply for our love Spelling each synonym Like soaring white doves Sing me a song of sovereignty Soulfully strong hymns Speak to my SPIRIT….. LUVCHILD Moving my physical limbs Sing me a song of survival Through suffering and sacrifice Show me how to make it Spilling showers to suffice Sing me a song of success Yours solemn promise to deliver me Sustaining my very existence Escaping from governmental poverty Sing me a sensual song Shaking my sexual desires Sporadically spill each verse Setting my essence on fire Sing me a song of strength Spicing up my session Sampling the series of my life’s journey Sung with severe ex-pression Sing me a song of sandy black beaches Of lovers walking on sun set nights Sounds of waves showering them The glow of moonlight sites Sing me a song of seduction Sweetly piercing my ear Silen...

WARNING! If you have heard any of the following symptoms, and have succumb to any of these.. You May have Verbal Arousal Disease also known as V.A.D. CAUTION: If you have listened and obliged to more than two of these symtpoms you may be in danger of Heart Failure….which can cause sweating, crying, aching, racing and pacing of the heart, heart attack, stroke, war, Baby mama drama, sleepless nights, late night phone calls with friends (who will listen to the bullshit). Missed time from work, baggy eyes, diarrhea, numbness, depression, anxiety, no desire to eat or an over indulgence of eating, either gaining or losing excessive amounts of weight, low self esteem, loneliness, helplessness, fatigue, stress, and in some more severe cases: physical and/or spiritual DEATH. Please note: The following symptoms may vary: Do fries come with that shake? Aww sookie, sookie now But baby please I’m on my knees I love you I need you I am nothing without you You made me a man But you don’t understand F...

Note: (EyeQ1 - Thank you for inspiring me to write this off your piece Not Making Love) I wish they made condoms for the heart as emotional protection For vocal erection So I Would Not catch V.A.D (Verbal Arousal Disease) So when you play fellatio And tell me "Baby for real tho" I Love You I Need You She means nothing to me I'd be shielded and not yielded by all yo bullshit! If they made condoms for the heart There'd be Less Baby Mama Drama No Tears For Fears No Emotional Wreckage No takin A Nigga Back No Cuttin A Brotha Slack No bullshit To deal with. (the period is here for a reason) I'd used that latex In hopes that it would stretch like Spandex To cover my heart completely If .. They did make condoms for the heart I'd take more care with the label "beware" This does not protect all forms of V.A.D (Verbal Arousal Disease) Caution when using Cause I ain't losing MY SELF RE...

Come... Climb these walls of honey Under silk Crimson sheets Your tongue caressing my thighs My heartbeat Racing Pacing I... Can Barely...speak Vapors of our love Fill the entire room Our essence Physical connection Ecstasy greet us soon Spine ting...ling Our bodies Co-Ming...ling Sensual is your caress You gently fondle and taste The sweetness from my breast The wetness of my temple Patiently waiting for you While.... You dip your fingers In moonlight desire Massage the tenderness of these moist lips Guide them to that hidden place Bend down slowly Take a sip I’ll scream for more And moan your name Oooooh calling gently You’ll do the same Caressing your masculinity Slowly rubbing Up…………. Down…………… Round……….. And Round Images of you Gently entering my shrine Our beings and spirits becoming one We’ll travel the cosmic universe This spiritual rapture has just begun Come Enter my temple I can’t wait anymore Fill my effer...

I wear my poetry Like a panther wears its fur It is the fabric of my existence Paper is the thread The beginning of procreation Its threads like Strands of gold Woven into words Of imagery My pen be the needle That weaves my words Into form The shape of life Like the first breath given to man In the beginning…….. There Was The WORD And the WORD was So As in its infiniteness I AM Eternal For I AM The WORD And the word Be the skin that I wear And I wear it fierce fully Like my flesh That adheres to my tissue and bone We are inseparable Indivisible Unattainable Like the sand that passes Through my hands Beyond comprehension Like words of the Most High Brought creation to all in existence So do words Bring creation to my being Poetry be the fabric That shields my nakedness Poetry be the Fabric That brings me and all that I AM To LIFE

HEH Pronounced HE Created in the image of the gods He walks with holy feet His arms be my shelter Our minds were made to meet He holds the elements of the universe Fire, Water, Earth & Air This most exquisite specimen Father to the godchild His children I was made to bear Not held back by the physical Yet, metaphysical, cosmos Of the heavens That be his birth place He is the cipher Of completeness We be the aunkh of life Forever continual with no ending He is magical, mystical, mysterious, majestic And His body OOOOh his body Made of fine chocolate porcelain From the ripples in his upper body To the curves in his lower chest The formation of his penis Was made to fit The secrets that he holds Melanin – the blackness within HEH is man He was made to walk with the gods And I I was made for him Yes I AM I be woman Created from his rib To walk by his side As his mate His companion His gift A compliment to his being My crea...

He walked by….. I stopped…. Did a 360….. Thought ..Damn! This man is hot I don’t know if it was the pheromones Or my hormones But its got me Trippin over my own thoughts I stood there for a minute Thinking how I’d like to let him in it He turned back… Did a 360….. Saw me standing there Shit!….I froze I don’t know what to do Thought about giving him the digits And I wanted to kiss him too! He walked closer I started to sweat Felt the commotion going on in my underpants Then I saw his smile The gleaming in his eyes It was like this man was sending Sound waves of shock up my thighs My stomach did summersalts My heart raced a bit My body started to tremble Damn! Was he the shit! He held out his hand To offer his greeting I tried to return the move But I couldn’t… I lost my grove Hello… he smiled again I felt like I was caught up in a whirlwind Hello….I replied Not knowing what else to do I tried to play it off Didn’t want to l...

Your words are like fire to my soul Burning the very being inside The mystic cipher of completeness I can’t hide The scribe of the gods Of wisdom, experience, and life Until you answer this quest Nothing will suffice Meet me on the mountain top For you my wings will soar Journey this distance with me And touch my soul forever more Walk in your royal inheritance For only you can do Vibe the waves of the universe Recite me a haiku Incite me with your pen Entice me with your ink Co-write me with me infusion Not disillusioned by your strength Rather engaged by your truth You are my scribe Kiiing Let me be the Queeen The paper, the source for your ink.

Hey Love Been around the world with you It’s been quite a ride I’ve even shed a tear or two Hey Love I‘ve put in a major stake I’ve learned it’s not what you get Rather what you make In love Hey Love I’ve put my heart on the line for you I’ve had my ups and downs you know It’s all about the things you do Hey love Make me feel brand nu You send me on this roller coaster Of love……. In search of what’s true I’d give my all For your reality I’d sacrifice life For your truth I’d cross any river Climb any mountain Brave any fire Just to take part in you Hey love You stand the test of time Longing for your divine essence In hope that you’d always be mine Hey love You move me Soothe me Console me Control me Atone me Forgive me Bring life to me Live me Hey love I’d do it all again For you are not only my soul mate, But my lover and my friend Hey love I’d ride the waves of the universe Submersed in your abyss The finite resolution Of...

Makes me wanna holler Cause I’ve only just begun Had so much shit to say I called the first poem Part I Makes me wanna holler That’s why I’ve written you Got me so damn angry I had to make part II Makes me wanna holler We are the modern slaves I can see our ancestors now Turnin in their graves Makes me wanna holler Cause they fought all our wars Hell look at us all today We don forgot what they were fightin for They fought for all our rights The right to sit at the front of the bus But you wanna take you ass straight to the back Now you tell me which nigga is whack The person who fought or the one sittin in the back The right to be treated with equality and fair The right to walk in a restaurant and sit in any chair Many died for the right we take for granted most They were sprayed, mutilated & killed So you and I could vote Makes me wanna holler We modern Sambo fools Got our children idealizing Drugs, hustlers, guns, and video hoes Rims...

Honey brown, like sugar. Your sweetness so divine Lingering like melon drops Always on my mind Honey brown. . . like sugar Dancing around in my dreams Sweet caramel molasses... almost real it seems Honey brown.... like sugar, Candy you are to me Fill my cup, eat it up, Yet I never get enough Umm! Golden brown, honey coated, Chocolate tanned skin I pray to the Gods above That my dreams of you never end Gently kissed by the sun Your effervescence glows Just the very thought of you Sends shivers through my soul Your beauty flows like an everlasting river, Resembling chocolate ribbons in the sky No need to rock me to sleep at night The vision of you is my lullaby Honey brown sugar..... How beautiful the sound. In my head as a sweet night dream Your image dances around Honey brown sugar.... Elevated by your touch, Indulged by all your splendor, Mesmerized by your pulchritudinous Honey brown sugar...... Like candy you are to me Take control, grab...

Her voice is like a dark filled night That fills the haunted house with fright Saying soflty......in her own words Will you stay with me tonight. Copyright 1997

You love me in spite of myself You love me even after smelling my morning breath You love me exactly as I am When all my make-up is gone My hair is tasseled and not combed You love me with all my imperfections and quirks You love me even when it hurts You love me…when I don’t love myself You even love me in bad health You love me during that time of the month When I’m bitchy, moody, irritated, fatigued, bleeding, crying and an emotional wreck You still love me You love me exactly as I am You love me when I am weak You love me when I am vulnerable to the world You love me regardless of my vanity You love me….the real me Through the core of my flesh….my soul and spirituality You love every strand of my hair From head to toe You love my smile Hell, you even love me, when I fuss and pout Through all my attitude and silly moods….you love me You see past all this tuff, rough exterior You love me inside…the me that the world does not see In spi...

Makes me wanna holler That was Marvin’s song…. It makes me wanna holler The way they do my life Got my mind trippin from all this struggle and strife Makes me wanna holler Cause we ashamed of how we look thinking black is not beauty Yall better double check yo history books Makes me wanna holler Cause media tells us to be ashamed Of our kinky hair Long gazing stare Full plump lips And vivacious hips We got skin color wars Cause mine is lighter than yours Yet other folks is dyin From tryin to be kissed by the sun want to add a little color And yall think we on one Yeah it makes me wanna holler Can’t you see that we still slaves, Blind to poverty Makes me wanna holler Mama raised us all alone When all the while daddy was there living in the home my daddy gave the crack man his loyalty And the crack heads he did his drugs with was his family We sell that dope Rob other poor folks Hustle & pimp our women And forgot to teach our children Tryin to get that dime To by that gold & plat...