Imani

Distance separates the pleasures Of a touch never meant to be kissed Once lost in void filled rainless Clouds like tomorrow rewinds As yesterday feasts upon my eyes Won’t open to the realities of Emotions felt only in an instant Breathing shear insanity Picking freckled leaves half buried Under life’s sandy mounds over the moon Smiles exist as inverse suicidal Frowns burnt in noonday suns Brilliant death’s lone conscious escape Reside in tears never cried Because if I told myself Tomorrow is the day I saw Perfection over my head is asked My arm tattooed hypocrite To a beach chair counted twice Puddles of leg covered sand Castles wash away tomorrow Does not exist disguised as waves Eroding yet tomorrow is merely a Matter of a smiling Imani Days migrate south for Caribbean winters where Vacations never end blissful Loneliness plunges into feelings Unknown a darkened abyss Entreating a midday swim Glancing neither right nor left Fool hardily diving into Tomorrow unknown Tomorrow is not written Tomorrow is not seen Tomorrow is not heard Tomorrow is not felt Tomorrow is faith The title is a Swahili name meaning "Faith"