Black Poetry : Spiritual Lovers - By Nahshon & RoseColoredPearls

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{THIS IS A REPOST of a collaboration poem by Nahshon and RoseColoredPearls

:kiss2: :flirt: {HE**

I want to make love all day

Bow on my knees in front your holy temple pray

Pray for the flow of you holy water

to drown me in the ecstasy of your love.

No, I’m not just your lover.

I’m the one you prayed for,

the one you can depend on

The one true man

who’ll stick with you

thin or thick.

Me seek forgiveness

for sins I’m not ashamed of?

Why should I if it’s in the name of love.

irregardless of doctrines of the biblical.

This can’t be a sin just because it’s premarital

See, my heart is just a one woman ocean.

That you swim within.

My body be the bed that you lie upon

or masturbate within

My mind be papyrus leaves

maybe canvas

that you create masterful poems

or art upon.

I’ve searched 30 years

and can truly say I found the one.

My personal soul savior

who I fear to displease.

Just a thought of you

creates a summer breeze

that blow out scented candles

that hide the aroma

of our sweat drenched bodies

Your scent is an aphrodisiac to me

Must be Voodoo

some sort of magic

abracadabra

mojo mumbo jumbo

If I were an animal

you’d have my mating pheromone

I’d chew my foot off out of traps

just to be close to you.

Grrrrrr…

I want you.

You make me growl and moan

when you leave me alone.

I set myself up for the trials and test you put me through

Why?

Six words

I - want - to - be - with - you

which breaks down to the lowest common denominator

the three words

I love you

I love you

I LOVE YOU



{SHE**



If you are a God-send

what is your substance?

Are you flesh and blood?

Bread and wine?

Do you come to worship at my holy shrine?

With your incense offering

in the satchel at your side

Your lamentations slowly meet

and entangle with the sweet

Fragrance of burning love

Now, complete your sacrifice

with a pure white dove.

This blessed aroma you have sent to me.

Parts my heaven and brings forth

the latter rain

Deities and flesh have truly mingled

In this fellowship offering

of which I spoke

Our love is manifest in the rising smoke.



{HE**



I’ve come to worship at your shrine

hedonistically entwine heart soul body and mind

I admit it I am a sinner

sometimes I pray to be on the inner

sanctions of your heavenly temple

I want to ravage and pillage

but I am in fear though

of the consequence that my wicked ways

may your holiness forsake

please save me

let the smoke rise higher

as we thrust ourselves

to a deeper level

into a spiritual movement

let me become drunk in the smell of your frankincense and myrrh

transform roaring lion into a kitten that purrs

I want to act as guardian sentinel

protecting your holy temple

with weaponry at my disposal

ready for the spear rituals

What is your bidding?

How may I show my obeisance?

What lays within your holy texts?

Written upon your temple walls?

I, one with the substance sought

though it is unseen yet felt

it’s spiritual and can manifest itself

physically occupying

ethereal constructs

flood the mind and heart your central aqueduct

Could it be Love?

the substance you seek

by mention of it can make bodies

shake and knees weak.

Is it the weapon to fight and end wars for?

I offer myself to you

as under priest, warrior, spiritual whore…

for your everlasting bidding

save me from my sinnings

shower me with holy scripture from “in the beginning”.



{SHE**



Let not the sins of the fathers

be visited on you

this is a new beginning…a new love so true.

As blessing as far as east is from west

May be found beneath the curtain on Love’s breast.

Millstones and mountains are not greater to compare

With the boundless freedom love has in this pair

from the fruit of lips to the fruit of the womb

Make temptation call out to the soul’s tomb.

Deep calleth unto deep.

Consumate loving entreats the mind from sleep

Let Cherubs play around the gate to passion

Concealing flame

concealing smolder

concealing passions

What ungodly passions become us which are born of this earth.



{HE**



My sins can only be washed clean

If I am at once baptized within your holy streams

then I might sit next to deep tree roots

And partake of the once forbidden fruit

this pear once tasted

Opened my eyes to the fact that we’re naked

yet we know no shame, why should we

God created us me for you and you for me.

She Seraphs, Cherubs and all other Angels

will watch as voyeurs as we love engage

Psalmistic chorus

envelopes

giving us

adoration saying

“Man, Woman a recreation of God’s self divided by two.

Each time they join as one, ancient prophecies come true.

Thank you Queen

for allowing me to bathe within your healing waters

one day the sons and daughters

of the creator

will be joined together

Atoned to eternal love that has been blessed

the unions of men and women for these many centuries

And they will all at once together give the true creator his proper praise

Let us hope they remember this in all their days.



Nah’shon-Rae & RoseColoredPearls circa 2001
 

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