“THE ULTIMATE BLESSING”

Your gentle eyes fall upon me…We embrace. The spirit of motion controls us,I surrender.

Captivated in time our bodies tremble relying on each others fidelity to stay grounded. The air is think with anticipation, two hearts, two souls………….. ONE LOVE. I can feel your energy. Know my fears.

Then in the moment of trust and tenderness you surrender; trapped somewhere between the jaws of ecstasy and my dreams. Far beyond the boundaries of intimacy and shame, our passions ignites. Your moans energize my endurance which heighten the thrill…..I’m spinning!

Twisted in knots, like a whirl wind, we challenge the limits of our temple by weaving the strands of our souls together as one. In and out my spirit flows, it’s destiny is to erupt. Oh! This ain’t no one night stand. Your passion excites me, delights, me it EN-TI-CES me! Can you feel the heat?

My hormones are in over drive,  let me ride you. Allow me to touch the inner depths of your well. Maybe there I’ll find something new. Pushing my limits of energy to unprecedented heights, your passion swells and as you arch your back—–I strap in for the ride. Pent up frustration starts to flow deep inside. Finally, we cum to the end of our journey compelled to sleep. I wipe a tear from your cheek and smile. To say I love you is an expression, but to be loved by you is (“THE ULTIMATE BLESSING”)

A TRIBUTE TO ONE OF THE GREATEST! WE LOVE YOU MAYA ANGELOU “MAY SHE REST IN PEACE”

WE WOULD LIKE TO TAKE THIS MOMENT TO GIVE THANKS TO A WOMEN WHO WORDS DID MORE THAN TELL A STORY. MAYA ANGELOU INSPIRED PEOPLE WITH HER STORIES AND GAVE US HOPE IN THE SHADOWS OF DESPAIR. SHE WAS THE EMBODIMENT OF POETRY, THE ESSENCE OF A LADY.  COMMITTED, PASSIONATE AND DEDICATED ARE BUT A FEW ATTRIBUTES WHICH DESCRIBE A GREAT HUMAN BEING WHO I WILL CHERISH AND ALWAYS HOLD DEAR TO MY HEART.  I DID NOT KNOW YOU BUT WHAT I KNOW ABOUT YOU IS ENOUGH FOR ME.  SO I’D LIKE TO SHARE WITH EVERYONE OUT THERE ONE OF MY FAVORITE PIECES FROM HER ARCHIVES. “I RISE”, BY MAYA ANGELOU. (REST IN PEACE) YOU WILL BE TRULY MISSED.

 

 

 

APRIL 4, 1928

MAY 28, 2014

THE MOTHERLAND

I told you earlier about living  in Ghana for 5 years and these are some of the memories that came back to the states with me. I believe that traveling around the world is Mother Natures greatest sporting arena. I call this little piece “The Motherland”. Take from it what you need and the things you have yet to find seek within yourself. Because what you frown upon, might be another man’s pleasure.

THE MOTHERLAND

I remember

The freedom enjoyed

Before we boarded their ships

And how our native tongue

Flowed in the breeze

From a young virgin lips.

It’s a melody

Long lost

And separated by years

But the echoes

From the past

Still resonate in my ears.

Can you imagine

A place

Where no chore was in vein?

Or making time

For your brother

Wasn’t an object of shame?

An incredible land

With golden pastures

Shape shifting with ease,

As the fragrance

For Mother Nature

Sprays her essence on leaves.

Open plains

To a jungle

Which appear savage are tamed

And everybody

In the village

Seemed to know me by name.

I remember the drums

That our

Ancestors played,

And how the heat

From the sun

Made us long for the shade.

There kids

Played in fields

Unencumbered by streets

They found

Refuge in knowing

What their elders had to teach.

Man, I remember

The old songs

That brought tears to my eyes

And that the courage

Of a man gave him the strength

To want to cry

I am overcome

By waves of nostalgia

Ankle deep in sand

Every time I reflect

On the pleasant memories

That take me back to the Motherland.