A story age-old…
Let us explore beauty, within all the chapters of us
Walk lines of scribes in destiny ;
Written a time before broken promises and mistrust
An era of faith in fate
A time where love weathered even the fiercest of hurricanes
Though we may lose our page, we travel to beginnings
Our contents of truth, will always help us to find our way
Ill at ease in your presence…
You are the sole cause of emotions unparalleled
Turning my scribes into childish scribbles
Stupefied, by a smile so whimsical…
Misplacing all of my aplomb
My words, now a concoction of notions ; Incoherent
My heroine, sweetest protagonist
Yielded have I ;
I bow to your eminence
Her eyes were diamonds
Sparkling ; Akin to onset of stars against the sunset of the east African serengeti…
Twilight over waters of ol’ Nile
Goddess ; Her silken skin confessed that royalty was her bloodline…
Sun child, her heat ignited my heart ;
Falling in submission to a touch sublime…
The beginning of an endless story
In divine chapters, of the Queen and I
She sits upon the crescent moon
Silver ; Follicles of wisdom full
At her I laud
Affording her my undivided applause…
What is her age, if not beautiful
I adored the way wrinkles adorned her ;
Chronicles of her journey on skin,
etched in deliberate patterns
I caressed every scar and bump ;
Braille to the blind, nude attire
Wearing only rose petals over my eyelids,
to commensurate with her scent
Aaron Daniel Writes 