This Poem Could Be Our Song

The World yawns

Stretches and braces for

a New Day.

Leaves unfurl

Grass shakes off its dew

And I lie here sleepless

Thinking of you.

Missing the voice

That cradled

My heart

Soothed and

Calmed

My Fears.

Whispered gently

Trust me

I got You.

Missing the smile

That twinkled

those eyes.

Bringing out the

Impish boy inside.

Missing the hands

That healed

The wounded.

Prayed to

the Creator

And caught

Hold of mine.

Carefully guiding me

Beside not behind.

Missing the mind

Lightning quick

Complex/collecting/processing/storing

Zoom Zoom on multiple tracks

A Beautiful mind

Reserving cerebral space

For my thoughts.

Missing the passion

The volcanic eruption

Bubbling over

Spreading its fiery

furnace

Over my sacred land.

Missing my smile

My lightness

My glow

That touched all

Who know.

Missing the love songs

The CDs

Mixed tapes

in my email

And my playlist Reply

Phyllis. Oleta. Ledisi.

I’m calling you/ Get Here If You Can/Pieces of Me

Missing the kitchen

The Back forty

Farmers Market

After church

Redbox movies

The lake

The woods

Damn

I am missing you.

CAN WE TALK…

So happy

so anxious

to devour
Your

Words.

Did I detect
a Tone
Somewhat

concerning.

You feeling that
I don’t really know

Who you are
And What

We could Be?

Fragments of conversations

From phone calls
so long
Ago.

Hold on now gurl, you have been this Way

Before…

But I rush

forward

Relishing

The words.

The sounds

The smells.

Libras you know

Love Luv

Seek Beauty

Revere Balance.

In a perfect world

(Or Quebec)

That might work.

But Just for a

Moment

You

Brought back

my Smile

The quickening

in my chest

The swing

in my Walk.

You brought

back

ME.

Defenses way

Way up.

Been hurt

so many damn

Times Before.

By Men with

Another Woman

Or Two

Even some with

An unloved

But very much

Present

Wife.

I am cautious.
I am critical.
I am impatient.
I am demanding.

But I am also

Wanting

Love.

SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY

Is what He calls it

When He takes you to bed

After you have taken himTo Court.

Like an elaborate chess game

The 20 year relationship

two moves forward

One move back.

In the background Gladys moans

Neither one of us Wants to be the First to say Goodbye.

And yes Shakespeare

Parting is such Sweet Sorrow

But breakupWe must.

If I am to survive

If I am to breathe

If I am ever to find

My smileAgain

My laughterAgain

My Romantic Again

And Be clothed

In my Right MindAgain.

Vows broken

Cast carelessly aside

Another woman

in My marital bed

Head perched

on my satin pillow.

Secret phone calls.

Thousands of texts.

Midnight Rendezvous.

All belie My Innocence

And the lies

the lies

the lies

All starting to sound like the truth.

You know I will always love you hon. You ain’t got nothing to worry about with ME.We gon’ always be TOGETHER.

Singing Garth love songs

To me at karaoke

Where you thinkingAbout Her

and Not Me?

What makes a man

Turn and walk away

After you’ve given him

Your Everything?

Sacrificed your very soul

Just to be with him.

Gurl, what you see in That man?He ain’t even yo type.Definitely ain’t on yo Level.

Mama said there would be days like this

days like this…

Put yourself in Jesus Hands

Insomnia is now my bedmate.

Sleepless nights that never end.

And no this ain’t no fairytale.

No Stranger on a white Horse

galloping to save me.

Save yourself, gurl

Run, Run

Anywhere

Away from Him

Away from Hurt

Away from Disbelief

Away from Disappointment

Away from Shame

Hmph hmph hmph

26 years ago

Over half My Life

IWish I Could

GoBACK

ToThe Day

BEFORE WE MET

And SKIP My REGRET…

YOU.

Fulfilment’s First Finale

Crumbs from a bagel were your

intro line.

It startled, suprised and pleased

me all at the same time.

I had to laugh as the response

from Me…a wordsmith…would

not come.

The invite to join you at an

outdoor table…

your favorite coffee spot

Proved to be irresistible.

All I could say was Yes.

The conversation was New.

The conversation was Articulate.

The conversation was Spiritual.

It ended with a promise

That I knew would be a Beginning.

Searching for love.

For the one ordained

to complete me

Can be exhausting, disheartening

and damn right hard.

But I remain hopeful

Like thrice married Janie from

Their Eyes Were Watching God (The greatest Black love story of All)

Looking, longing at the pear tree

wondering when She would

Find her true love.

I knew when I drove away that

sun speckled morning

The Creator had

placed you in my path

Had sent that playful smile

with the sometimes

Serious tone

My Way.

Your resonant voice,

your boyish charm,

your physical Manliness

Remained with me

throughout my day.

And I knew then

I Could Love You.

HAVE YOU EVER

Heard a voice so distinctive it made you feel vibrations within your very soul

Have you Ever
Looked into a mirror reflection of yourself and witnessed the same joy, laughter, heartbreak, pain

Have you Ever
Wanted that feeling of exquisite passion that only his hands, his lips can bring

Have you Ever
Waited patiently/ impatiently for the phone to ring signaling the beginning of Your/His day

Have you Ever
Dressed and undressed black shoes? Red? high heel? Low?

seeing his eyes caress your clothed body and nod

Have you Ever
Wished that time so precious and everlasting would rush by like a bullet train hurtling you into His arms

Have you Ever
Touched yourself the way he touches you probing, searching for his explosive presence inside of you

Have you Ever
Laughed so loud / so hard at the same exact moment even though you are miles and miles apart

Have you Ever
Prayed fervently thanking HIM/HER for crafting the other half of you
Have You Ever

Cried silent tears, listening to him read powerful emotional words written for a lost love

Have you ever, Have you ever,

Yes, She Has

WORDS FAIL

The pop up calendar reminds me

Going South this week.

A mocking reminder

of what was

Supposed to Be.

Suitcases packed

Mail put on hold

Neighbors alerted to have

a watchful eye.

Friends bid adieu around

a final flavorful meal.

And then

The Words.

Words fail.

Words hurt.

Words remind.

Words start wars.

Words Destroy.

But ….. Libra

Words give hope.

Words uplift.

Words empower.

Words transform.

And a Single Word

From on High

Can

Move Mountains.

Words fail me

The expression goes.

Speechless. Muted. Silenced.

Nothing left to say.

The curtain closes.

The sun completes its descent.

Words fail.

But

My Heart Smiles.

She Wants A Man Who…

Has good Conversation

gives Stimulation

shows Motivation

Cause clothes/rings/cars mean nothing to her

What can you Add to me? What can you Add to me? (Ledisi)

Now Cardi b wants a man who

Doesn’t stutter after certain questions

or keep in contact with certain exes

while liking pictures and returning texxxts.

Care for me, Care for me. Better treat me carefully. Live your life of course. Get what he’s dying for. But be careful with me. Not a threat, Its a warning.

Ledisi wants a man who

Will Take all her scars

and her broken heart

Promise he will Cover her

Love her when things get too hard

Show her that she’s his everything

Love her All the Way…All the Way.

She knows she’s not Perfect

But she’s Worth it

And she Deserves it

She will give Everything to him.

If he makes her believe

That he

Loves her

All the Way… All the way

Heather wants a Man who

is holding her tight

and wishes she could go back

to the day before they met

and skip all the regret

Wishes she wasn’t in love with him

So he couldn’t hurt her

Phyllis Hyman wanted

a Man Who

Will Meet me on the Moon

Soon as he can

In the middle of the Sky

So they can sail upon the breeze

To the Everlasting moment of love.

You’ll be my love and I’ll be yours too. Fly into my love. That’s what I need. So My spirit can be Free

And Adele wants a man like the one she Had.

Never mind. I ‘ll find someone like you. Don’t forget me I beg. Sometimes it lasts in love. But sometimes it hurts instead.

And He Wants…

He wants…

SOMEONE ELSE.

( Lyrics by Ledisi, Cardi b Adele, Heather Headley and the late great Phyllis Hyman)

…dissected and reconstructed by Yours Truly.

Love and Light.

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