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MORNING DEW Forever in a moment a void is replaced by the thirst quenching drink of the morning dew... Morning dew, ohhhhh morning dew....take not one moment away from the feeling indescribably sweet... Ohhhhhhhh mutters the grass as her long glistening hair sweeps the heels of her feet..... Ashamed not of her beauty she is confident and complete... He is in love with this morning dew who is transfixed on the herbal fragrance and the magic of the mineral mist.... Awakened with a passion and moved by the spell.... Forever in a moment his journey begins at the creek. Stillness of the water, clear and fresh Awaken my darlin' this is a new day a shadow springs forth and whispers these words... Renewed by the creative energy enticed by the force that it brings... Your love for her forever in a moment 'till the day that you lay down to rest. "awaken with the passion of morning dew" "kissing your lips lightly as you sleep".... Awaken my darlin' to this day of new Allow the morning dew to christen you... swiftly and abruptly the dampness meets your skin the moisture and the smell captivates you.... to the deepest darkness within; as you breathe a deep breathe it automatically soothes you and the journey begins. You open your eyes to the sky still dark...with a haze of first morning light Amazed by the captivity it handsomely sparks... As A Good Morning embarks......whispering in the breeze never to impart. A flash and a shadow breezes a touch away from your skin.... An Awareness of awe reaches you with the mist of the morning dew. An incense of myrrh and sandalwood and some other familiar herbs sweep past your third sense and dances in the breeze as if it belongs there. You Rise from your slumber as you hear the rushing water in the creek soothing sentiments it seems to speak' a lullaby from the mountains peak!! You gracefully stand up and feel the warm ground beneath your feet.... Intrigued by this fantasy and the power it brings pleased to obey its youthful qualms. Taking a deep breathe to the water you leap. Her beauty is immeasurable ....a light glows around her nakedness as she bathes in the hot springs with minerals that shine against her olive skin... By the presence of her being you gallant stride rhythmically begins. As if driven by an unknown force you are gravitated to go forth...the morning dew mixed with the myrrh and the minerals that are misting from the falls that so has you moved...seems to pull you into the froth... She rises her head as she seems to uncover her trance A smile of tenderness dancing gracefully calms all fears that may be within, She calls out your name as if you were an old lover and friend...and holds out her dainty fragile silky hand... Without hesitation you slide your fingers through hers....Eyes upon eyes trusting and touching souls.. She walks from under the falls into your arms.... perfectly sculptured as made from a mold... Forever in a moment a void is replaced by the thirst quenching drink of the morning dew... Morning dew, ohhhhh morning dew....take not one moment away from the feeling indescribably sweet... Ohhhhhhhh mutters the grass as her long glistening hair sweeps the heels of her feet..... Ashamed not of her beauty she is confident and complete... He is in love with this morning dew who is transfixed on the herbal fragrance and the magic of the mineral mist.... Awakened with a passion and moved by the spell.... Forever in a moment his journey begins at the creek. Stillness of the water, clear and fresh Awaken my darlin' this is a new day a shadow springs forth and whispers these words... Renewed by the creative energy enticed by the force that it brings... Your love for her forever in a moment 'till the day that you lay down to rest. Leilani (c) LLo9228134@aol.com ================================================ Lady Love (Forced Out) I was born in the closet and now I have been forced out didn't have a choice I am not alone in this silent sisterhood Sometimes others show me a sign and we eye one another knowingly holding on to our secret I have written my love on walls for her, this creature who looked at me and said this Brown Skin Lady was righteous I have placed my parched brown lips to her soft black form and spoken words I thought I could never say I gave in the first time she whispered her song in my ear Her sounds made my panties wet and many nights I have ached after my sweat poured 'cause I gave in to her rhythm They say I can do better Have a monogamous lover who isn't banished to after hour affairs But still I settle for less A few hours of her at a time placing my head in her lap as she strokes my ears Soothing me but too anxious to give in blinking the Sandman's dust from my eyes I have battled to prove my faith carrying the scarred hands, knees and injured limbs around as my sick trophy I have dug deep just to proudly take my hands and finger her perfect black roundness No other has reached deep inside my body left me waiting, pleading I am scared to think I love her this way Enough so I have placed a ring on her finger and said I do...'til death do us part Committed to her before any man Am I sick to long for her fullness and lost virgin form Sick to want to bask in her divine nature So weak or is her attraction that strong Am I wrong to want her very essence Am I damned 'cause fellas I love h.e.r too h.e.r is a personification of hiphop... hip hop's essence resurrected Vet a/k/a Gifted One (c) twinpoet@hotmail.com ================================================ WINDOW TO MY SOUL [dedicated to the birth of the first man-child in my immediate family] I knew of your coming I saw it in a dream We held our conversations Beside the river stream I told you of your history Your heritage, your right I talked, I taught, you listened Until the morning light At night I walked with the ancestors To prepare you for the day When you would introduce yourself And finally find your way And as I held your mother's thighs To bring you in this space Your entrance here was so amazing It filled a waiting place Over your left shoulder with fists held tight You carried your cord of life This sign was the true mark of an ancestor's return And it brought my heart delight When you opened your right eye to look in my face The love in my heart did unfold For you did not look me eye to eye You saw the window to my soul. Nyra Pierce (c) pierceny@arlaw.com ================================================ SON Never so fulfilled At a time In my life when Misery was my company and fear was my mate--- To you I owe my life Harmonious at long last After weathering so many storms Never do you need worry Kindred spirit for You are Outranked only by God and together we will build the Utopia of our so(u)lstice. Nadeen Herring (c) MsNadeen@aol.com ================================================ FAMILY A familiar bond, a tie profound, the blood of primordial clay and sound... A vibe, so high, descended low, so the tide of life can cause to grow the ethereal thread that weaves us all in the heavy darkness of now. The juice of dust which imbues our shell has arisen from the depths of hell. Father Breath, Mother Earth, thanks for that essential spark that moves me through existence aware... a pair that’s one throughout the dark of death blossoms in to birth. Famed within each other's eyes, reflections of our very selves, as we’re welded to the ties, within each other our power lies. My brother, my sister, against the odds, mother helps sustain us here; Father animated us. On the scene exists no fear. Oh, hear, strong yoke of necessity: Keep us bound tightly to the light which permeates our sludgy mass, and ascends beyond the bounds of height. Breath, besieged in heaven's dome, is sighted by the rhythmic tomb. For now, we clasp so slow and cold until transcension of the mystical womb. Christopher Felton (c) clfelton@msn.com =========================================================== COMMUNITY As I approach the entrance to my community Serenity embraces me entirely A feeling of warmth, comfort and security Overwhelms my being totally I love where I live, this place I call home Greeted every morn by the birds' graceful song Warmed by the light shining bright, big and bold Eased by the neighbors who care to unfold Wrongdoings of those no honor beholds My eyes are always pleased by the grounds kept so clean Now the dead winter leaves gone, The warmer temperatures bring blossoms of beautiful flowers trees oh so green my community buzzes the fever of spring I am greeted more and more as the daylight shines longer As my neighbors enjoy pleasant walks And the porch chairs now rock I can only think how blessed my family must be To call this place home Such simple bliss indeed Small treasures always amaze me Although we have many, I bring notice to one specifically In the center of our community There lies a gazebo Located perfectly under the midday sun throw Targeted by the late night moon glow The gazebo attempts a life of its own Entrusted by our maturing young ladies To keep secrets unbeknown And for the younger girls A playhouse close to home It is a place of gathering for our young men When bonding must unfold One can hide out when self-thought is invoked It is a day-dreamer's paradise If truth be told We are fortunate To have such a private place for all to know I must thank God And my extended family Our secret We should share with the world unselfishly For every person on earth deserves A home in such a community Shevette Swayze (c) curiouslady68@hotmail.com ============================================ HAUNTING Slowly walking, talking, only in thought, to the man in the chair, rocking, forlorn. A captain in stature, clothing and look a face carved with wrinkles, weathered and worn. Although not by choice, he'd left this terrain, ten, twenty years hence, maybe sixty or more. His ship, it was huge, in mast and in hulk, his home was wherever the wind chose to blow. Tough, bluff and bluster, hulk of a man, serene, sensitive, calm he'd be known. Still sailing his ship, still smoking his pipe, still haunting this place, that I call home. SHOVIAN (c) SHOVIAN@aol.com
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