It’s personal
This thing between you and I
Personal when my lips press gently your inner thigh
Immeasurable our ascendency
Enjoying the turbulence
Climbing much more than miles high
For when we touch,
we touch each other whole
More than simple lust of the physical
Speaking in tongues
An expression in love language universal
A divine consenting of our souls
…… It’s personal…..
Lauryn Hill and D’angelo plays in the background
Nothing even matters now that you’re gone
We used to hold each other close and dance to it’s instruments
Now in my solitude it spins a melancholy song
I suffer in pain from the fact no longer could you stay
Knowing I’ve got to see much further than the past and present of today
But how am I to do this when we had plans for a future
Even blueprints for the rainy days
I can still smell traces of your scent
Echoes of your voice
Though no longer can I call you over the phone to conversate
So instead to send the words of my love letters
Everyday I just fall to my knees and pray
Left with memories tattooed in my mind
so I reminisce on the minutes, all the seconds of the good times
My spine, you held me up when I was down
Soul healing me through your windows
A glance from you just made everything fine
And I could be mad forever that you were taken from me
But inside I know it’s part of the grand design
Revealed in due time
Heaven calls back the angels early,
So how the hell can I be surprised
But I can’t seem to escape this eternal darkness
At the end of the tunnel you were my bright light
More than deep
This hurting abyssal
Fighting a pain so abysmal takes all my might
Your touch in my life was exactly what I needed
Precious time spent with you was one of my biggest achievements
I keep it alive through this flame which stays forever burning
Lighting another candle to you this evening
The nuthatch birds marveled at our wondrous song
Feeding each other rich entrées of truth,
we began to bud
Expressed in diction flowery
Efflorescence of passion in hearts
Prelusive to an exhibition of wonder
Parading motley petals of love
Intoxicating tastes of one another’s nectar
As the sun gently cuittles us to further flourish
The vastitude of our affections incalculable
Realisations that our souls before these priceless moments had been famished
The coterie of us simpy scintillating
Just as the skies stars
Precious
Everything caressed turns to gold with a midas touch
At home with one another
Without considerations of waderlust
Artists recolouring murals of faded desires with our soft sable brush
Taken with happiness
Musing admirations of butterflies and honey bees,
as they flit beside, pollinating our sweet love
In the midst of a wild garden
We grow faithful and free
Enjoying the saccharine fruits from our seeds
Sown deep in the fertile soil of our dreams
Love is the sustenance of human kind
Togetherness is congruent to being
The veils we wear, act only to assist the fallacy of happiness in separation
preventing us from connecting to the miracle of life’s true meaning
What of a physical world that serves only to gratify singular selfish desires of the flesh
A place where the warmth of a love untamed is banished
Within the beauty of authentic kinship
entire disguises are extinguished
Remember you are spirit
Looking into pure requited love is to stare into life’s clearest of mirrors
Therefore gazing into the eyes of your beloved is to spend an entire age in heaven
A complex maze her mind
Labyrinthine, divine
I wanted in
Though once arrived it became clear I couldn’t get her out of mine
I explore the borders of her thoughts,
scented gestures of her directions
Trailing an exotic blooming of a wild orchid
To the deepest origins of her perspectives
Cascading downstream to her music
Amid the breath of her lungs from which her beautiful melodies were sung
Venturing to her heart where the naked truth lay
The place her compelling story had begun
Now I’m trapped,
lost in this place from which it seems there is no escape
The epitome of fallen prey
Now she knows with me she can surely have her way
You are my sweet muscovado
Perfectly unrefined
Resurrecting my mind from states of martyrdom
I listen to your music amongst the songbirds
Natures orchestral sound
Through your wisdom I am set to freedom
I dance with the symphony of your scent in the wind
Your grand opus never muted
Forcing the life of my heart to contract
Fervently beating aloud
Proving after pain endured,
it is still in tact
Providing me with my own context in how you relate to my soul
Respecting the uniqueness of our connection
Never resentful, comparing me to others that may have been before
Embracing my perfect imperfections
Epitomes of true acceptance
I gaze out on the waves of your waters
Feet covered under the warm blanket of your tide
I am furnished with a deep gratitude as you wash over me
I wholly accept your divine invitation
With you I shall abide
BROKEN
A soft instrument of muscle tissue that once played it’s beat to the tune to your vibrational issues
Lost in the alchemy of a bewitching beauty who to her own advantage used and abused me
Check mate to Chess games
Playing a pawn in schemes of a queen
Always a tussle between the choice whether to stay or to leave
But even the most persevering of patience eventually expires in waiting
And tires of wearing a bleeding heart on it’s sleeve
STOLEN
Quiet and unexpectedly like a thief in the night
Entering stealthily without my permission
I cried many a moon and upon stars I stayed wishing
Praying on worn knees like Catholics in front of tabernacles
In you I believed
But love is blind so im unable to see the wood through the trees and the lynchings
In my own admission felt I needed you like addiction
Questioning how I ended up in a position of this bitter disposition
Blaming myself for your lack of consistency and indecision
When it was your temperament always switching
DREAMS
Crushed like aspirin for babies
Embroiled in an emotional hurricane of confusion
Led by if buts back forth and maybes
Thinking you would be the one to marry with white picket fence and babies
That I was your man and you were
JO-DE-CI forever my lady
But you were my addiction of affliction
So off the smoke and mirrors my sight was hazy
Now when I think about it all seems crazy
Because in its authenticity love is effortless
But true surrender is never lazy
LOVE
What is this myth this dark abyss
this fairy tale of empty rhetoric
Maybe it’s something I missed
But God is love and if were made in this image
Then this bares no resemblance to what I had envisaged
A love shouldn’t leave me feeling emotionally raped and pillaged
All alone like a pariah of the village
So lost in you that when we kissed
For a moment I believed in a false bliss
but it was apparition appearing in desert
and I ended up dry mouthed and thirsty for just a sip
SUPPORT
Systematically making me sick like I’m hospitalised and paralyzed
But not once did you pay a visit
Uncommunicative
And what you deem sensitive I call expressive
And when I tried to reach out you were just pensive
Running up emotional debts because the price of energy I paid with myself to your aloofness was expensive
And due to this of women I had become apprehensive
I could go on coz the subject of us is so extensive
But I’m stubborn and hard headed so it took time to learn a hard lesson
That the cure is never as good as the cause preventives
STRENGTH
Epitomised emotionally and
physically but most importantly
spiritually hench
Above and beyond surface level questions of what do you lift
Or how much weight can you bench
Because in freedom I unclench
See in softness there is strength
And I no longer care for the opinions habits or behaviours of pretence
See I’ve finally made it out of your trench
Grown to heights twenty feet tall
Able to now see through your walls and over your fence
And what I shared with you was a lesson I could never recommence
And no I don’t think we can be friends
She hides herself
Camouflages her fractured heart in the bedraggled wilderness of an abyssal anguish
At the unswept kerbside she anxiously awaits the phantasm of a wagon to wealth
A pretty woman
Languishing in her world of concealed pain
This veil won’t disguise her shame for too much longer
A prisoner trapped in the confines of what she is yet to perceive as a beautiful mind
but her misconception of this has led to this destitute life to which she has now resigned
On the beauty of life she no longer ponders
she has fallen victim to the great lie
Believing all of her best years are too far beyond her and that her clipped wings won’t allow her to fly
Stuck in missionary under analytic eyes
His grubby calloused hands claim their prize
Her body moves all seductively
Yet frozen is her mind
Her thoughts and dreams have become idle
As a child she envisioned flying planes and luxurious gowns for pilots purposes all bridal
He touches her but never touches her whole
Like a mosquito sitting on the skin Unhurriedly sucking at her soul
The world looks on with a lack of sympathy for on the surface this is the life she chose
Unbeknown that as a child at the alter of innocence
This is when her precious life had been stole
Aaron Daniel Writes 