When I see into your eyes I see our futures that lies
As if I was looking into the mystery of a crystal ball
answering attentively to loves call.
And it was there That i find
You are one of kind,
A materpiece crafted into a divine design
I can tell by the way Your eyes locked into mine
Although we didnt touch we had become like a braid as both our souls interwined
you send chills quickening up my spine
Its like my body, soul, and mind can sense you are the essences of Greatness defined.
As I examine your mind
It was like was like watching the sunrise
As your lips sing me lullibies
And I become mesmerized
As you give me butterflies
Then My palms fit perfectly in your palms
As My soul sings to your soul a scriptured praise from psalms.
My heart unfolds
And my truth gets told
My femininity surrender to your masculinity.
As I dive into deepest depths of your ocean's bottomless sea
Swimming in it endlessly

I become Intoxicated by your Testoserone
While you get high off of my sweet smelling Pheromones.
Your vibes make me Fantasize
About the sensual exercise you could do while sipping from the rivers that flow from in between my thighs
And from the womb of My belly I let out a beautiful cry
As I am being Submerge in your love as if im being Baptized
Then he Lifts me high like A diamond in the skies.
I take a deep breath in and SIGH
Because no man is better than my Handsome guy as I get high of his Chocolate supply.
Oh me oh my!

Its the beauty of black love between the Black Man And Woman
Its the shimmering shades of Melanin to Melanin
The contact of Skin to skin
Caressing each others souls from within.

A Queen needs her Royal King
Just like the violin needs its strings for without it its just a wooden box that doesnt mean a thing.
A God for the Goddess
Thats Honest and modest
And a Venus for Mars
And A consolation for the Most Majestic Shooting stars.
Thier powerful engery turns into a love song traveling distances so far.

Honestly I don't know,
My heart says I love you,
My mind says it's just a crush
so here I am in between the two,
In my limbo,
Now I declare you my limbo love,
My heart can swell at the sight of you but then it depletes,
Words not spoken leaves a heart broken,
Your holding back and words are ready to pour from my untouched lips.

This is no longer a want or a desire it has grown into a neeed,
I need thopse lips,
Need that voice and laughter,
I need you,
Your my limbo love and I forever want to be yours,
My limbo love please save me from my fears,
Rescue me one last time,
This last time just take me in your arms,
Hold me close and whisper sweet lullibies of the love story yet to come,
Tell me you love me,
And know you will always be my limbo love,
Just believe in all we can be,
I just want our love to always be clear to see.

Back in this room
Standing foot steps apart
But paces start to feel like miles.

My lips drip with poisoned words
But you tear at my skin secured
By the cure of her tongue

I remember you’d  sing lullibies,
But now the words have decayed
Silence lingers like her perfume

Alone in this bed together
The last first words that night,
I chose to go when i could of just arrived.

the backs of my eyelids are kaleidescopes-
blender-mixtures of the crinkles of your nose-bridge,
panic attack lullibies,
and waterfall tear-ducts,
the scent of mixture so ripe with potential that love personifies itself
as unlimited clean water in Flint.

in your indefinite (permanent) absence,
it is a sensation not painfully unsterile as a homemade tattoo,
but not quite as pragmatically satiable as a common itch.

it's
hiccups at the podium,
sore legs moving into a third floor apartment,
a fender-****** in the sweltering seduction of summer.

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your hemorrhage-generating image is a permanent stain that blends in just well enough to wear.

Pathetic lows
   & synthetic highs
These are my sick little lullibies

   Blatant lies
& violent goodbyes
Relentlessly endlessly lonely nights

  Counting minutes
like sheep
      & losing sleep
    Breaking
Like the promises
We swore
  We would keep

Pathetic lows
  & synthetic highs
These
  Are my sick little lullabies

Stuck in between
Sleep
And dreams.
This life I have
Is but a grain of sand.
Tiny.
Insignificant.
Dot.
And I'm floating in space
Again.
Memorizing the stars
Escaping my view.
So maybe I'll be able
to find my way back home.
To you.
Dead trees
I still have planted roots.
And I'm swaying in bed
To the drums in my head.
Grasping bed sheets
Gasping breaths.
Until that final
Sweet release
The last beat.
The last inhale
Of smoke.
Choking on black tar.
Black lullibies.
Singing songs
To me.
As I circulate
Back to self
Body bruised.
Heart destroyed.
Soul,
Nonexistent.