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My BLACK IS

My black is beautiful. My black is powerful. My black is intellectual and spiritual.  My black is white, brown, green, yellow, and purple. My black Is universal; a movement to the moon.  My black is a song: a rhythmic blues. My black is strong and unapologetic. My black is love and hate tied bitterly sweet. My black is pleasurably pain. My black is momentum, my black is silently pleasant and loudly intolerable. My black is deep like blue and curvy like spoons. My black is still water and moving tides. My black is closely and remotely Beautiful.

The Beginning to the End

I felt it coming like the calm before the storm It was a beautiful day but a lonesome night Even though he wasn’t there I seen him as clear as I did so many times I remembered him, I yearned for him, I felt myself weakening He wasn’t there with me.   He wasn’t holding me but I told myself STOP Being so emotional your feeling from your flesh..   After that my mind met sleep But then the Angels started whispering… Saying things like” she needs to be broken” “She needs to find her strength. No man that is not bestowed to her should keep her from her sleep” And that’s When I woke troubled by the thoughts I kept. I was losing him he was no longer going to be in my reach. Hidden from truth I needed to be SET A PART.   I withdrew myself from society no longer feeling the need to be a lost sheep, no longer letting the obstruction of the free world weigh heavy on my conscious, it was forcing my soul to weep.. I need to repent I NEED to repent I NEED TO REPENT. For

Im Not Supposed to Think Of You

I wonder if you know how true I could be to you You just don’t know how you freed me I am no longer imprisoned in my head Every day I challenge my mind and try to do away with wasteful thinking but... I’m not supposed think of you Slow, long kisses those are my favorite. When your lips touch mines a million stars start to shine. I can’t help but think do you feel like it’s that amazing?   I catch a glimpse of you, head tilted, hands gripping my thighs, so much passion through those glasses. Those soft lips and gorgeous brown eyes.   I feel your energy clashing with mines. Your sensuality with my sexuality it’s a match that can’t be denied.   When we entwine we send the heavens shaking disrupting the angel’s peace. I wish I could keep you with me   But I’m not supposed to think of you It’s not just the intimacy that I’m attracted too, it’s that big beautiful brain that blows me away. Something about the knowledge you keep that has me wanting more and more of yo