Layers

Picture and lyrics crafted June 18, 2020. Saw this flower in my neighborhood and my spirit did the rest! Isn’t this what you would want your lover to say to you?

Picture and lyrics crafted June 18, 2020. Saw this flower in my neighborhood and my spirit did the rest! Isn’t this what you would want your lover to say to you?
The rhythm Calling me inward While mysteriously Drawing me outward Movement mixing With the sound Of her voice Smooth and alive Words spoken The sound of My voice Alive and awake Strong and bold Flames flowing Up from Mother Earth Grounded and pure Confiscating my essence Becoming fire Flames burning Standing up The heat Rushing…
Waves crashing You Your lovely Essence Alive and FREE Crashing into my Welcoming beach Violence never present Kindness and trust On the leading edge Pushing gently My beach Soft and smooth Harshness removed By storms Long passed Gently created To take on Your waves A landing place Running out To meet you Not content In…
The Blindness I’ve lived a life as a blind man Blinded by sadness, pain, and sorrow Blinded by the religion forced down my throat Blinded by the choices made to numb, avoid, and ignore the roar The Darkness The darkness slowly eating my soul The darkness slowly sucking the life The darkness constantly raping my…
Her kisses Burn Slow oozing Into my Ravenous mouth Tumbling down My spine Molten lava Bumping into My riveted Being Coiling around Anacondas Pressure on Pulsating roots Cravings itch Quenching thirst You burn My soul RLove 10.13.19 F/Italy
Patience A crazy thing What is it? Why is It needed? Why so Damn hard? I knew The instant She laughed The twinkling Glowing essence Helping me To clearly see I would wait As long As it took Knowing she Is the Pot of gold At the end Of my rainbow The struggle real Causing…
Quietly sittingI’m challengedTo moveTo connectWith another soul I know it’s herCurly hairSharp blue eyesOverwhelming joyUnbridled feelingOf home We sitWe listenWe connectWe don’t talkUntil it’s timeThen she sharesI’m white lightFlickering fireRedsOrangesWithMother TeressaOn myRight Shoulder She isA death doulaSitting withThose on the precipiceOf the next stepHer presenceDraws outA picture ofAn amusement parkHer beingThe attractionDrawing in joyCelebrationLaughterI walk…