Outlinning Life's Big Contradictions.
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.
Dancing to a linguistic drum, gazing into the Rising Sun. On the road towards Emancipation. Strong as the African Sun, Freedom Day has truely just begun.
The night moves and all souls follow.
At night we lay. Begging for the end of our sorrows….
At night we Swallow
From my spine to my mind.
Navel cord and time.
Binding me and stringing me
The devils in his eyes, and now he’s lost his choice.
Night after night, he howls the devil’s favorite tune’s
