Breaking, cracking, sinking, sunk.
Dunked, and stuck.
Stagnate and unmovable.
Red Door. Locked. No entry.
Neon green. Bright and effervescent.
Feverish, flailed and flipped
Back door. Enter. Unseen, Uncared, gaped and black.
Unashamed and free
They all scuffle through
A busy highway..the bustling metro…a crowded stairway. Locked and chained.
Crippled and drunk
stiff drinks and creased pants
lipsticks and compacts
short skirts and broken zippers
clean mirrors with foggy reflections
a peek from the corner
Midnight black lash, curled and fluffed
Her eyes, dark lined and smudged
an out-of-place mole, Dangled peacock feather
and fringed waist
a rip of netted stocking and red patent leather shoes
Butterfly Wings flap at shoulders
and dirty collars
dew dropped glasses
her arm in my sleeve..
vacant stairway, empty metro and deserted highway
.……I never meant for you to stay…But, you have.
I never thought you to be what I wanted…I only planned for you to be (just) what I needed for a short time. You were meant to be a band-aid, a temporary vice, a handkerchief ..a meaningless yet special secret.
You were meant to stay invisible… far away from my view…but now (YOU) are all I see.
I never really meant for you to stay…But, you have.
You’re stuck in my thoughts. Stuck between the pages of my work. Stuck in my morning, and cemented in my night. Trapped in my sheets and pillowcases. On top of me when I shower..hovering when I apply my lipstick.
You have attached yourself to my temples, lying along my forehead. Twirled around my bang. Curled within my brow. You crowd my space, my thoughts my words, my breath…
You’re here..trapped between my fingers, encased in my fingernails.
You’re right here..smeared on my thighs, shined on my shoulders, on the inside of my elbows. You’re pasted on my wrists…Ruby red on my hip. Your blue on my toe and white at my lips. Cool and moist on my belly, lined at my breast and pierced to my nipple.
You’re here..Right here at my ear lobes. Dangled around my neck. Dripped along my sides..You’re here..Right here..
Nestled between my legs and rested on my back.
You’re here..Right here.. tugging my hair and holding my hand, fastened and lodged deep into my chest
You’re all over me..Coloring me, Marking me, Naming me, and Calling me..
……She tells the story
of her beginning and end
her coming and going
Her eyes whisper
the joys of her children
and the heartaches of her love
and his struggle
The birds melodies vibrate along her skin
Wind chimes dangle from her fingertips
Flowers blossom in her hair
She wakes with the Sun and
sleeps to the Moons lullaby
She dances like the rain
The ground praises her by
kissing her feet with each step she makes
The mountains welcome her:
She climbs them with
On her journey she carries a staff filled
With the sweet liquor of
A smile so bright that it shines light to upon the world
A smile so vibrant that it brings light to every heart
A smile that reflects all of the beauty that exists within her
EVERYTHING IS BEAUTIFUL ON HER FACE
She is blessed by GOD.