Text 5 Aug 1 note Happy birthday

God gave you life today
He decided that the world needed a blessing like you
I wish I could give you a gift
Something worthy
But I don’t know if anything would measure up
So I’ll say this …
I’m thankful that you’re here
And I hope that every year , month , moment you have is a great as you deserve

Text 25 Jun Inspired by stubbing my toe in the dark

I’d love you with purpose
Deliberately
Forehead kisses and collarbone caresses.. punctuations to my every intention
I’d give you my rib
I’d give you the last piece of food on my plate
I’d give up my hate for Oprah , Tyler Perry , and Steve Harvey
For you
I’d give the title of wife to you .. I’d live .. Die … And come back to life .. For you
I’d pray to every God above and below.. To never give me freedom… From you
Some Fall in love … I’ve stumbled
Been Humbled

A blessing

That what I mistook for a misstep lead me to you

Text 16 May 1 note How I got my tan

I dig your aura

The way you believed God ordered your every step

Been days since I’ve slept with anything but you on my mind

So I felt compelled to write a rhyme dedicated to your energy

The not so physical presence you fill a room with

Subtlety

Crackling .. Simmering beneath your surface

Ebbing .. Flowing .. Sowing seeds of everything the world needs

Especially me

And I’m selfish

But it’s like trying to capture the sun

So I get as much as I can and let the rest bask in your glory

Text 6 May 2 notes Going Deaf

Do you miss it ?

The soft caress of a whispered “hey beautiful ” as it trickles from my lips to your ear

The tickle of my beard on your inner thigh

Being mine

I miss you

Somewhere between case and aaron hall … Without the leather suits

Just enough to be noticeable

A déjà vu of desire ?

Nah that sounds like a late night movie on Cinemax

Not that I would know about those

Just a certain kind of day .. The way a word is pronounced .. Remind me that you aren’t around

Straining to hear a sound in a crowded room might describe the sensation best

Text 29 Apr Eating Popeye’s chicken with White People

We all came from the earth and will return to it … But here I am in a world where my complexion determines my worth

Some would deny me my pride … Willing to subsidize the act for a small fee

Label me angry for refusing to shuck and jive … I would rather die

Then have to ask for the privilege of living free

Which means stop staring when I’m in the break room eating chicken … It is delicious

But don’t be scared to ask questions … I will always educate the ignorant

Racism assumes the melanin determines my nature

Thinks the American dream should be given to me in fractions

If at all

Tries to make me fall for the hoodwink with buzz words like “urban”

I won’t be fooled

I won’t be cooled by ” you’re one of the good ones ”

I won’t let you believe that truths about me are universal to my people

I won’t turn down or be defined by my “blackness” because it makes you uncomfortable

Text 29 Mar The answer

What proof do you need?
3 forms of valid ID
Utility bills .. See my credit score ?
What if you’re what I’ve been waiting all my life for ?
You don’t know if it’s the time ?
What if the right time is just something people made up to sell watches ?
What if whenever I close my eyes I watch us building on eternity?
What if I found our owners manual and it turns out we just need a romantic tune up every couple years ?
What if you’re the cure to my fears .. And I’m supposed to take you twice daily with a meal ?
What if this is real ?
If this isn’t real .. Then everything must be fake
And if we’re in the matrix .. Why can’t I fly ?
What if I gathered a team .. traveled to the center of the earth .. Past the crust and mantle … And found ancient tablets that said we were made for each other ?
Ten reasons why listed at that..
Would you believe ?
Do I gotta send you a gagillion hallmark cards ?
make you a mixtape ?
Sing you a song ?
Write you a poem ?

Text 13 Sep 2 notes the fountain of youth

I don’t desire a love worth dying for

I’d like the type of love big headed grandchildren want to bring to show and tell

A collection of memories worth singing in the car at extreme octaves … Windows down

I would endorse that love

Sell fitted hats and tshirts of that love

An infatuation full of electrolytes .. Poured over people at weddings perhaps

An endearment that would be researched .. Dissected .. And proven to be true

Overworked grad students will have to write papers on public displays of affection

A romance recommended by Oprahs book club and made into a film starring Tom hanks and Meg Ryan

I don’t desire a love worth dying for

I want a love to live for

A long life

Text 19 Dec 1 note Instead of drunk texting

I miss you
All the hair you left in my sink
The way you never seem to drink a full bottle of water
I know that’s not fair
It’s just something I can’t help
Really I can’t stand it
The way memories of your laugh make me feel weak
The temptation to text you every time I’m drunk
Every time I’m up late
Every other breath or so
Make me sick to my stomach
I don’t even want you back
Which may be the craziest part of it all
It’s just that I so rarely fall in love …That not having you in my life feels wrong
Obscene
I miss you
I know that’s not fair to say
So I wrote this instead

Text 8 Nov 2 notes Faithful ( The End )

“Said I was bait for her to master
Said I was bait for her to master”

Anything I needed I could ask her
Talk about the future … Can’t get past her
Never thought there would ever be an after
“forever moves faster”

Now I can’t listen to my favorite songs
Or go to my favorite places
Her face it appears in every location
Smile chasing my happiness
Like a specter in a haunted home
Even though I’m alone
I can’t shake it
What’s worse ?
I don’t want to
Cause memories are all I have left
Faithful to a figment of my imagination
To a love I couldn’t be faithful to when it was mine
I was gonna get right back
Gave em a little time
She was where I wanted to be at

Now I shed tears between a b a formats

Is she listening ?
Hey woman are you listening ?
I miss you baby

Text 28 Sep 3 notes Missing my Mom

She gave me the opportunity to live

Put me in the position to succeed

Stayed with a man she didn’t love … So I wouldn’t be fatherless

She read to me

From the bible books of psalms and the berenstain bears

When I stayed out to late … She’d come find me

She told me to always hold doors .. Walk between the street and a lady
Be honest with a woman if you care

Hug me before beating me like Kunta

I wish I never taught her how to text message

I wish I savored more of our talks around the kitchen table

I wish I was more of the man she raised me to be

I coulda been great


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