Capsulate, wrenching wore around the nook
Never asked to swing her lips and hardness hook
A scary flood of fumes, fire her tears
And the invoice innocence of her beats
Enormously resonant as the dark dirt
Self-like a famished, fainted convert
Echoes the intensity of despair, she oftenly hides
Yet, quietness and lowliness wove at every side
She the rose’ pearl, mourns with an unbearable bow
Vulnerable Bones, cracked beats, and broken hurls
Yet, the prayer’s mat, where she cures and curls
Heaviness altogether haunts her innerness
But, believe her brilliance, vanishing faintness.
Her glance is a light caress
Gentle curves velvet softness
Smiles that charge my innerness
Loved her in that dress
Brought me from the darkness
My blind side she would address
Without her would be loneliness
Her song is lilting selflessness
A guru in her mindfulness
Now I share her consciousness
We're as one in togetherness
As one through life we progress
Our kinder graced by thoughtfulness
Love our moments of silliness
She's "Da Lovely" in times of tenderness
Thoughts of losing her I repress
I love her more I confess
Our story ends in happiness
Every time I imagine
a soft caress
I hear a black man is shot
by police while resisting
softness dissolves
Every time a song
touches my innerness
I hear of hate
against people not like us
innerness fades
Every time I hear
a tale of loveliness
they talk of laws
that oppress
love shrinks
Every time my heart
soars in togetherness
I see some explosion far away
that rains down on me
soaring stops
My mind locks in a dark place
exhausted, what next to face
no love poem can I write
if I can't see the light
Spring, that with which I awoke this day,
Has for these past few weeks been near
Enough to sense with fiber each,
Touch upon an innerness about the season
Feathered edges keenly placed.
Strands of hair for finger touch
Fall downward like clouds that a fall of water traced...
She comes along
Dressed in her golden flowing
locks
Her skin adorned in pure white
robe
She carries grace down to her
feet
Her presence echoes rest in
peace
She comes to me
Gently she whispers
My innerness shivers
Softly she kissed me
Her pure essence lingers
She brings to me endless
dance
I find the nerve to take her
hand
Our path exudes serenity
Divine to all eternity
She's beautiful in every way
Don't think of this as my last
day
And when I'm gone, don't shed
no tear
Though flesh my rot beneath
my wreath
This angel held my soul at
peace
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