A collaboration of two poets who just flowed in the wellspring of love. Each bringing a truth in essence of past encounters perhaps of her own experiences to the now consciousness of life’s most significant rites of passage, marriage. Her wish… His bliss!
I am she, her, sister, Ms. lady, woman,
that girl, chick a REAL force to be reckoned
with yet powerless and weak as a cat sitting
on a hot tin Roof!
I am cocoa on a winter’s morn,
I am a soft breeze across thick lips by dawn,
and yet as often as it is expressed that I long,
I am the nightshift and before its done…gone.
I am she, her, sister, Ms. lady, woman that girl,
chick a Real force to be reckoned with and yet as shameless as the sun told its insignificant ‘this particular day’ hides behind the cloud. Because I never meant for it to be this way.
Cloudy overcast,
I am rain falling on ….dead heads.
I am naked truth exposed in my birthday suit,
Moving in shadows I still want to be captured
I wrestle in dreaded weariness fathoming
love’s strange, sweet, way …mysterious rapture.
I am plain sight reality passed over for hidden motives. I doubt truth to be a liar, more so I trust the lie truth witholds.
I am a whisper of quietness , in silence I relent.
I am hope in despair of my song sung lament.
I am she, her, sister, Ms. lady, woman, that girl, chick a REAL force to be reckoned with yet a gated paradise awaiting everlasting bliss.
But these are all my wishes, my opinions, hopes and dreams.
Just as important is what you think of when you dream of me.
Do you feel the Earth tremble at the sashaying of my hips?
Do you know that my whole body shivers when you press against the arch of my back with your lips?
Is it a song of chivarly when you think of a night with me?
Or is it the one that got me leery cause its entire theme is riding me?
Desireous dreams, Flattering fantasies and
Redemptive realities shatter my indecision of
choices not favorable because my heart never
learns what my head must discern………
I complete the two that becomes one
I am the strength in all of his weaknesses
I am truth tryin to be REAL!
I am the dare that wants to Deal
I am Love who simply want to Feel……..
his compassion with my passion, his intimacy
with my estacy, his care in my caressing, our souls
in GOD’s Spirit an interwined satisfaction in
Love Everlasting!
collaborated by Lynnise “Niecy” Lindsey & V Lyric Parker
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