Exposed To The Queen

She said “why wouldn’t you keep it sacred”

I had never truly valued my intimacy

That was the situation she painted for me

Letting thieves in the night collect pieces of me

Peacefully broken with structured confidence

I was a physical creature

Deeply felt and pleasure seeking

I blessed the un-anointed 

They left me void and craving

The real energy

The Jill Scott feel

The India Arie self-acceptance

The consistency of Ella Mai

The passion of SZA

The soul of Angie Stone

The rhythm and blues of Syd

The sexuality of Khelani

The sultry of H.E.R.

The wisdom and knowledge of Lauryn

The bass captures of Ashanti

The loving hold of Tamia

The high pitch mastering of Mariah

The hips and grooves of Lady Saw

The unequivocal beauty of Whitney 

Singing and humming and drumming to my cadence

Speaking our unique love language

I was a magician in her waters 

She was a mathematician in the calculus of my persona

Holding me with her vocals

I travel every word of my queens words

Stamping every journey of my passport to her heart 

I waited impatiently for every moment of this

When she arrives I’ll understand her purpose with each kiss.

Inquisitive Grasps

Tripping with advantage passenger passes

I see your lips and my tongue aims to grab them

Open mouth to your shoulders that bore the pain

Numbing my doubts enthralled in saving face

I’m Mrs Vulnerable

Married to the whimsical banter

Of a widowed soul

Attached to every broken rib

Adam was detached from Eve

Eve was attached to Mona

Listen when Lisa creeps in with her similes

Bringing metaphors to life

The queen was the perfect accessory for she

Planets realigned without astrology interruptions

Spaceships were alienated for time travel ability

Trigger fingers fucked hard with the middle

Divinely feminine in her attraction

Subtracting the ridicule against her passion

She had a serpents tongue

Packed with heavy duty venom

The first time she spoke

Heavy hand strokes of limitless gossip

Alarming connections distanced from sunken ships

Thick skin trapped melanin triggers right to safety

Aging the difference on confidence trails

Benevolently complicating her departure

Stay a little while and nurse this love child

Tattooed layers of disciplined attention

Persevering with virtuous patience

Intrigued by the complications of she

Unique creed void of editing her characters presence

The episode failed to repeat without discretion 

The finale approached with heated gazes

Comforting the clouds of her heart

Once again she was torn on the coast of curiosity 

Yet she welcomed the journey she was to embark.

Moonlight

They're getting needy
The introvert wins this battle
Seclusion and slamming doors shut
Champagne alone enjoying the brut
Once upon a time ghetto yelled "I dont give two fucks"
Maturity silences and blocks
She now controls the ability to self destruct
A "no" is a full sentence every time
Her peace is valued with each cry
Soul ties were mummied skeletons
Emptying her closet
Revamping the wardrobe
They saw this outfit
She tossed it all with the season
No purpose in clout chasing
What's connection with interruption
She still preferred to plug in while they go wireless
Never dishing out the passwords
The network in her town refused to be sore
Born to bare it all
Proceeding to exit from saving
As the weather changes
Detaching became her exercise
Experiencing fulfillment without crowded hallways
They only celebrate when included
She applauded her own efforts
Accomplishments need no ovation
Knowledge taught her religion
Questions taught her patience
Cliches brought to life old sayings
Everything happened for a reason princess
Numbing without novocaine
Evacuating without subpoena
The innocence of children settled her
Earthly moments cured her spirits
Mentally sharing citations
Removing everything in violation
Trusting that her shoulders strengthened
Emptying every load back onto the folks
Hurt feelings weren't up for democracy
She pleasantly bowed out without despondency.

Jet Fuel... to Mac Miller

What substance are you abusing
Likes for likes
Or poses posing for lust
Addiction is on candid display
Saying your grace blessing your drug
Intake increases chasing the highs
Faded into hieroglyph lights
Pain sealed in every syringe
Unable to recognize the feel of your skin
Cloud chasing predicting your eulogy
The congregation rises for your public viewing
Your depression spreads as your soul
Fights the demons
Angels hovering in question
Is this the Lord's child
Where was the village during every overdose
Theres not a drug in sight to numb the emptiness
Another buried as phalse prophets
Berate speeches of your memory
Who could've done the saving
Was satan's reign the only good feeling
Imprisoned in your own physical
May your spirit bring awareness
They preach the same melody
Your tunes had all the answers
You predicted the fake friends questionably
Not a person in sight knew the pain of you
Now they all mourn right into the sadness of you
Addicted to wondering how they can see and still never saw you

If only they listened instead of hearing you.

A Letter To Jamelia

Your confidence is overjoyed by your shyness
Your beauty is never scarce
Your commitment jumps rope with your spice
Brave and entrusted with my secrets
Loyal to the kingdom
Maturing into womanhood
Understanding paths dont have straight lines
If a remix made it perfect
It is solidified that you're made in His image
Sharing delicacies of familiar traits
Understanding without whispers
Theres serenity in bonding
Blood is thicker than water
This connection is certified
Never let a guy mislead your judgment
You're a queen
Embodying everything but weakness
If I could tell any story
It would be of your glory
Never let life beat you into the ground
God's Angel's are always the toughest soldiers
I just want you to know
You never have to battle it out alone. 

Ms New Beauty

She is white henny smooth
Justified in her persona
I gathered my notes and courage
Letting the vapor clear my path
Going the distance without invitation
Catching every bit of her
Appreciating pure hip hop
Amongst the tarnished auto tune
I sipped
The last drop
The glass emptied
Curiosity was a sneaky little charm
My approach was calming
The shoulder look over as she grooved
Her waist moving in tune with bass drops
I deserve every second of this dance
Gripping her thighs
Feeling the cushion of her ass
She welcomed my hand
Tracing the seams of her pants
She directed this action scene
Flipping the track I caught her glance
Eyes met distinguishing our aura
The room sat still
The DJ hummed over the next beat
She was sweet but was in for a treat
The taste of me would enhance her secretions
The crowd depleted
The exit sign became the entrance
We dipped so I could dip my tongue
Against her back as the softness grew goosebumps
I asked if she was ready
Her permission and submission granted
I searched out every treasure
Moans always enraged and refilled
Gripping her neck as she sucked until filled
Sharing equal favors
Convinced her body missed being savored
The bed became indented
Her lips moistened by me
Uttered fervent pleasantries
The dance wore out the hyper efficient.