untitled continued 9/8/09

Aye
I can't believe I'm writing
a poem
about
THIS NIGGA
he dont care nothing about me
he aint thinking of me
he aint worried about a daggone thing
I'M DOING
but he stays on my mind
I have vivid dream about his soft touch
his masculine body, his loving warmth
his intensely beautiful skin
the beauty of his glorious....
even the taste of his breath left
on my lips
you just don't know
just the concept of the mere existence of a man
who digs what I bring
is beyond conceivable dreams
i miss this him
this him whom I never met
this him that only existed in my subconscious
this him that has been prayed for since i was a young girl
if he's not here now
when will he come
when will he make his presence known
when will he be
where i want him to be

untitled 9/8/2009

Langston Hughes
once said
my motto is
as i live and learn
is to dig
and be dug in return
when i think about
my position on the earth
my role in society
my purpose in life
i am constantly seeking
that understanding
that mmmm hmmm
of empathy
appreciation
love
and comprehension
i think of a man
of strength
compassion
safety and comfort
i see him standing
emitting rays of love
seeking a comprehension

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