Black Poetry : It takes time

[Antar]

i swayed to take in your looks
the selected measure of you glows
with incandesence
like magic dust
makin constellations over books
makin you more sacred - the time it took
awaitin the slow looks
touches, kisses mind's mating
excitement anticipating holding you close
in places
feeling you naked
unrestricted
subtle touches
bold grips upon riches
-the time it took
a preparation for this instance
my young love luuhrrved(loved) 2
watch your dimensions
physical
shaping in the distance
querying which directions anatomically
to first touch and pay attention
eating you up
my eyes would rush
to magazines where the breast
and clitoris fill the pages seams
my eyes beamed
soaking in 2-dimensionally
the way you worked
so many curse you
still i seen deepa
like all the clubs where we met
diva'd up or shake yo booty at
left my physical shooken
and to truly be true to myself
i gazed deeper
you uniquer than fly words
beautiful like the earth majestic
-the time it took
for me to want to build with you

 

[$$RICH$$]

in time sweet release come
and building is formed within
by heart & soul this was tyte

 

[Antar]

no doubt $$RICH$$
learnin as tha world turns

one
/antar

 

[$$RICH$$]

indeed indeed i too sit in the turn of it as it go round
flow on

 

[triniti424]

the selected measure of you glows
with incandesence
like magic dust
makin constellations

Dont think I've forgotten that you said you would bless us on the mic in chat my brotha this was niiiiiiiceee