Black Poetry : DRIPS OF luv

[$$RICH$$]

Cascading slowly
running in drips
my love spreads
in pools like da
river with desires
tappin at my feet
calling in tune
of a musical beat
playin strings of a harp
magic moments lay
openly like arms of
caressin
and da comforting of
a soul
yet i weep the salty tears
for the vow of her heart
i seek inside her essence
i know not of her
but feels the electromantic
embrace beckoning me
i set sail by the sparkles
of her eyes gleaming above
as she follow the path to luv
where i dewell in pure rapture
calling by faith GOD knows
the directional measure of her
for thy Queeneth is a beloving
wonder created by his mold
i know she near i feel her
and ask she cast her cares upon
me to hold inside the moment
where the drips of luv drops
cometh my beloveth unto thee

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2004 $$RICHNE$$

 

[queentswana]

If your pen was a weapon, you'd be jailed for life...because you can push a mean pen. I'd be the first to admit, I can't keep up with ya. Never the less I just love this one. My hats off to you for a job well done. thanks

 

[$$RICH$$]

and if such sweet heart as yours was
a crime u would be jailed beside me for
life i must say i am humble by ya words and support
i thank u in deep respect forever sistah Queentswana

 

[MzBlkAngel]

I cometh to thee
Cascading slowly
running in drips
my love spreads
Opening my heart
forth thy loves covers me
Hearing thy tune
comfort to my soul
yet I weep thy tears
forth I de vow my love
seethe within my essence
as I seek and beckon you
my beloveth
upon grace….DRIPS OF luv
fall calling by faith GOD knows
the directional measure of he
for my King….
Forth I come with thee
as i cast my cares upon
you to hold inside the moment
i shall not fear fo i know
your near
cometh my beloveth King unto thee

 

[$$RICH$$]

As the gates open
and the clouds
spread the sharp
sonic of love pours
from the dewell of
my heart covering
the rapture of ya
body i leap in the
bound forth thy
whispers heard from
the temple of reasons
ya soul dance in the
harps rhyme that
cascade to my heart
fear not nor be afraid
thy humbles love is the
harbor of safty
cometh beloveth to thy
domain of foreverness
and romanticly feel da
depth of my living
for i know the showers
of beauty is within reach
and the caressin comfort
of love is a touch away
the journey is above
the myth of lost treasures
my golden Queeneth
cometh beloveth Queeneth