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Life is full of many important decisions my son
Each decision is a step closer to your future
Every step could lead in many directions, as a man, you must choose one
Do not decide your path on others convictions, examine your own beliefs first
There is nothing worst than betraying ones self; consequences are grave, believe me son, it hurts
Walk the path that you choose; sometimes the path gets a little rough and very steep
Be mindful and learn from all setbacks, this builds character; for all our actions we must reap
Stay focused on your prize, remain smart and be aggressive in your endeavors
Remain humble but celebrate your accomplishments; those memories will last forever
Continue to set and achieve goals; do not become content with the present
Contention precipitates laziness, your hunger is subdued and eventually severed
Become a strong, positive, productive and an intellectual man
Set the example for your children; this will be a difficult task but do the best you can
Mistakes are common in life son; be responsible and rectify each and every situation
Lord willing, I am preempting one, by maintaining father and son communication
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Rain bombards the earth
Thunder roars with aggression
Lightening fills the sky
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Sun – at first dusk leaving footsteps to follow
After a smooth, relentless retreat
Mystical breeze, dancing gracefully – leaf to leaf
Upon the arms of every tree
Exquisite sounds of the night harmonizing
The sacred songs and sensual secrets of paradise
Beautiful swans circling and singing erotic
Melodies --- throughout exotic flight
Moonlight glistened in sanctity from its reflection
In the agitated but subdued creek
Scents of blooming and blossomed flowers
Bombarded the night air with delectable sweets
Copyright © Des Juan Richardson | Year Posted 2008
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Its simply remarkable, the excitement I feel
When I am blessed with your dominating presence
I am easily drawn to you and immediately lost within you
Traveling glorious heights exploring the depths of many heavens
The sight of you promotes intense anticipation and extreme anxiety
Umm…I am easily overwhelmed by a hunger, too strong to resist
A tremendous desire for a need, to omnipotent and persistent to just dismiss
Without you, my rational thoughts and actions become elusive and impulsive
Emotionally, I am incoherent and unstable, besieged by a love so fragile but
explosive
Physically, I am deaden to the actual world around me
But reanimated mentally and spiritually to the fictional world that impounds me
Extreme chills and vigorous shaking spells, cleanses my flimsy body of any
impure manifestations
During the absence of your efficacious aroma filling my lungs with love
I long for your intense inoculations
Baby, I must be tripping…please inject me with your venom
It’s what I want…it’s what I need and what I truly desire
I don’t care what they say or how they characterize me
All I know are the feelings we share together, you control my thoughts
And I …I…I passionately ignite your fire
I hear the rumors they call me weak and say I’m addicted to your love
I say, I’m addicted to your autonomy, honesty, loyalty and spiritual essence
We’re on another level, just you and me…I trust you with my life and you give me
a different version of life One of trust, freedom and understanding, without
apprehension
Those other people fear change…they make such a big deal of change
When it’s really all the same…there are no differences whether white or black
My only disposition or concern is “why don’t I know your real name?”
For months now, we have been intimate lovers, yet I only know you as “CRACK!”
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darkness fills the night
Uninterrupted silence
moonlight pales, loss sight
{Des Juan Marquise}
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Is it presumptuous to assume
A melodious togetherness with you
Without an unfavorable tune
Or could we drown our indiscretions
In the depths of love’s infinite sea
And swam ashore in unison
Without feelings of malice and jealousy
Could we hold hands as true lovers and
walk the stretching shores of tranquility
or sink slowly in the agonizing sands
of deceit and our past infidelities
Is it presumptuous of me to -- think
Understanding and forgiveness resides in your heart
My blatant disrespect for fidelity was contemptuous
No less or more than yours, but I condemn my part
For you, eternally my heart weeps
Could you see past my mistake with a blind eye
Or continue stabbing me repeatedly
With sinful lust and yearnings for your lovers side
Is it presumptuous for me to say
Your adoration and passion is eternal
And your love for me is everlasting
Or is it just merely for today
Could you kiss me with fierce uncontrollable passion
The way you anointed your lover’s lips
Or in your eyes, am I not seen in the same fashion
Does he control the water, you the glass and I
Am merely allowed subtle infrequent sips
Is it presumptuous to feel right
About stealing an innocent gentle kiss
While you sleep a peaceful sleep - day or night
The kiss no longer belongs to me but its mines to miss
Is it presumptuous of me
When I trace the subtle curves of your caramel body
While the moon saturates your alluring frame
Your body opens and shifts with acceptance of my plight
And you passionately bless my offerings but you still call his name
Copyright © Des Juan Richardson | Year Posted 2008
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Last night, I stared out of the bedroom window
As I did, a few long years ago
I saw the fading image of a lost sad man
Wandering frantically in a twisted limbo
Subtlety I asked “why was he in such a chaotic state”
He looked at me with anger and said “Blame me…
Blame me for my dismal fate”
Blame you for what sir?
Blame me for not having the courage to make timely decisions and the right choices
Blame me for not trusting and following my own judgments, instead of submitting to outside
voices
Blame me for being too passive when aggression was warranted and truly needed
Blame me for losing my self-confidence, my self-esteem and self-respect when my goals
appeared defeated
Blame me for cracking and breaking under my peers and family’s high expectations
Blame me for setting my goals too high -- after all, they were only my dreams and
aspirations
Blame me for fathering a beautiful little girl without the strings of wedlock
Hell blame me for believing she was actually mine, when most likely she’s probably not
Blame me for marrying a woman who surrendered her heart and love to another man
Blame me for loving her regardless and gracefully accepting her with our relationship as it
stands
Blame me for starting a family with her knowing of her traitorous deceit
Now cast stones at me for tolerating her ongoing hatred of my oldest seed
Blame me for not leaving such an unhealthy and toxic relationship
Instead, blame me for being infidel and searching elsewhere for love and companionship
Blame me for apologizing continuously, trying to work on it and make things better
Then blame me for discovering her viperous secret, the affair never ended, they were
always still together
So now blame me for wanting to know and experience the fruits of a true relationship and
what it could possibly be
Finally, blame me for discontinuing the games; I am tired, my heart hurts and I am now and
forever free
I looked with pity as his eyes mirrored that of my own
We raised our hands simultaneously and he spoke again in a confident and stern tone
“Blame me young man for what you have heard and now experienced
Blame me for the one shot at love you lost due to my continued interference
Blame me for all of the things that causes you self-pity and personal anger
But blame yourself young one, should you allow it to continue and become your permanent
anchor”
Copyright © Des Juan Richardson | Year Posted 2009
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You, you son…you are my inspiration
When I grow up, my dream is to be as you
It’s funny like that…I try teaching you so much
But constantly find myself learning from you
You taught me unconditional love and adoration
Unconditionally you have loved me with my flaws and then some
Instead of looking down on me, you look up to me
Instead of yelling at me (and you better not ever), you talk to me
Instead of fighting with me, you share with me
Instead of criticizing me, you believe in me
That is why I want to be like you
…you inspire me!
You, you son…you are my inspiration
The one constant of positive energy that fuels my soul
You are the brightest star on the darkest of nights leading me to the gold
You, you are that gold…that treasure…that eternal flame
Igniting an inspirational fuse with every speak of our name
You make me a better role model, a better man and a better dad
You are me son and I am you this is the relationship we have
I promise to be there for you always, no matter the circumstances or needs
You inspire me!
You are that special something that wakes me from the deepest of sleeps
You are my 365 ½ days and every day of my 52 weeks
You inspire me!
You are the wind beneath my wings, so I will glide forever
You are Des Juan, I am Des Juan, we are Des Juan — always together
You inspire me!
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When I grow up Daddy…
I want to be just like you
Analytical and strong willed
Better than Isiah and Magic combined
The most mystic magician when I’m handling the pill
You remember your slang, don’t you…
“On the court I’m cold, Bam,” and my favorite “you dig.”
I remember it like yesterday; you know –
Doing our own thing every other weekend
You were that holy grail of knowledge
And I was hooked, receiving it again and again
You delivered an answer for every need
Even when my needs were more wants and desires
In an almost ominous passion
You watched my trials and tribulations transpire
When the flames of life burned too hot
You snatched my ass from the fires
I love you for this
When I grow up Daddy…
I want to radiate strength and character
The same way you did when faced with your most
Trying feat
I hope to stand tall and honorable when –
I am judged and sentenced on my responsibility
Will I look my son in the eye and say the tiring cliché
“Don’t do as I do, son be better than me”
Or will I improve upon the man I am, by correcting my
Transgressions and exhibiting
The true character a responsible father should be
I pray for your wisdom and resilience
To recognize my mishaps, correct them and return to better form
Mistakes are keys, in the continued pursuit to perfection
With each generation perfection’s standards
Are altered and thus reborn
The values you taught in the past are my moral foundation
Some were perfect and some were some-what flawed
Presently for those, I am making alterations
Hopefully, I will instill a more responsible and updated
Version of values for our next generation
Daddy I have grown up…we are similar but very different!
{This was written a few years back when}
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Clouds darken furiously
Tears saturate the earth
The sun shines again
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