From the West to the East coast many Caribbean kings have resisted Colonial prowlers seeking to have them dethroned. Toussaint … More
Let us not die a fools death and know the value of our lives, that we are worth more than many sparrows in God’s eyes.
Is your religion in vain?
I’ll be a still, strong small voice like the blue mocking jay, bouncing to its own little tune. Women need to hear that the are respected honored and loved, they are worthy of everything they desire. You can learn from past failures and do better than any other woman before you on earth has ever dreamed to aspire.
My life’s in High Bloom. Late nights, steady dreams, pure fuel.
A steady muse, interpreting dreams.
Re-centering man on the ultra light beam.
Fixing misconstrued faces, building a legacy.
Over-standing with my new found perspective of life phases.
Please tell me what my love does to thee?
Big billows of hickory, hemp, saliva infused smoke.
Whisking through and rapping me like a cloak.
A swiffle, tickling my esophagus, kissing and caressing my temples.
Wanderlust filled, flabbergasted by our enchanting exchanges.
Bemoaning the applause, retaliating against your, distant arms, space, just like that we can be torn apart.
I love you, yes you, I love you through and through.