Black Poetry : Inevitably, meant to be...

angelicsage said:
His entrance paled the wind at its softest breeze…
He spoke and instantly we lifted…
Spreading dreams beneath us as satin sheets
Engaged in meaningful dialogue, handcuffed by passionate syllables

Ebony tones, alluring homophones, dangling-burning vowels
His words, his flow, his mannerism, his mental plateau
I was there, captivated, lost, sinking, falling into the “he”
And he was falling helplessly for the “we”
And we were…

Kneading in, was the invitation
Following was the acceptance
Satiated with gravitation
And we were, smitten

Over expanses of time
Oceans and desolate sands
This moment was inevitably meant to be
Leaning in, gazing deeply
Came the introduction of
A sweet beginning
Soft and wet…a molten kiss
Forlorn to
The inescapable soul twist
And
We were…

Branded, etched, burned, inscribed
Into…a new forever
No existence of time, no more searching for reason
Or justification
We were…
We were…
We simply, were…
Before…now…and Forever




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I am truly glad this was recalled...I would have missed...a genius at work. Very well written and brought to life poem. I just smiled...
 

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