Panties off, coat check.
Bite lips , fingertips.
Time slows to near rewind
Trash talk from dirty minds
Chilled glass. Poured wine
Skin peeks through lace
Blindfold covers face
from the sounds of
Beads around waist.
No guilt, mutual respect
caution…slippery when wet
Fingers on neck tightens.
Senses deprived … heightened
Energies connect, lightning.
Nearly divine , enlightened.
Fists grip fitted sheets
Toes curl on feet
Sweat drips from heat.
Beg for permission … slow down
Bite … pillow. muffle sounds
Sometimes I wonder
How can I be so strong yet so fragile?
My heart is still raw like flesh.
Childlike faith mixed with healthy skepticism
Blame society, for this peculiar recipe.
Naïveté belongs in the past, to the days we once enjoyed, before reality stripped it away and scrubbed it clean.
I will never be the same again and I’m unsure if I should laugh or cry about this.
My heart is still like flesh, it hasn’t been hardened: I feel everything still.
But now the sensation has dimmed, less pronounced. The volume has been turned down to protect my senses.
I feel everything .
I’m not sure if I should laugh or cry about this.
I don’t know this man, but in his passing I felt him. He was felt through us , he passed through like a current. His legacy created a ripple, a shock, a jolt through us. He lived his purpose. He left his legacy. At his age. He did his job, served his purpose. I’m haunted at night because at my age, I haven’t even cracked mine. He was my age.
But then again, what is age if not but a chance to live out our mission here on earth?
Rest easy Nipsey, thank you. Sending peace to your family. May they find solace in the legacy that you have left behind…
I sat with Pain.
I invited and it RSVP’d
We sat alone, face to face
It told me things and I listened
I asked it why, it gave me no reason and told me that it was up to me to decipher and discover
So we sat and I felt everything
Then I started to feel myself growing
And suddenly it told me that its time has come
But it gave me a present
A scar to remember it
And I bid adieu
How we can disconnect from relationships by simply deleting an app.
How shallow is that?
Is that okay, or is this the new norm?
-Asking for a Facebook friend