Wicked Exoneration

The escape room was a handy dorm

For dormant plays to awaken in danger

Claustrophobic lovers mishandled by banter

Anger had no space to dispute its shortcomings

The warnings were exit signs

Barely lit the dimming proved sunny days got cloudy

Fair-play rose cognizant monsters

Tapping hallow points without penetrable  force 

Weakened blows were extinguished passion

This studio couldn’t house the pained strings

The lightened bass

The choked croons

Even the moon couldn’t illuminate this darkened place

Spinning uncontrollably 

Drunken states fixated aeronautic traps

Even mumble raps and rambles formed sentences

Silence was left behind the tempted trigger 

Every second graced her lips

Soft silk blossomed pink bottoms

Flickering her tongue to boast

She had stumbled into the way out

Darkened tunnels weighted her vessel

Staring down the steel barrel

Russian roulette dating games 

Lessened the gauge of her spade

Life or death was a choice with each cohort

This east charlotte love letter left Cupid without ammo
Stripped from careful when seeking retinue
The figurine stumbled distraught without balance when thoughtful

Departure was always the open door to new junctures.

Khris

To be christened in your pattern of love

The shadows became inept to stand up in your magnitude 

The sun protruded yet shrunk in

The scent of you became a badge of honor

I was your scholar

Trapped in tapping into your force

Remarkable

You are astonishing

You are the perfect oxtail to my Caribbean dish

I dashed away all old things

Praying to be saved

An elf to your sleigh 

A fire breathing dragon

My volcano soothed in your palace

The warm saved for beach melodies

A humble queen

Intelligence admits a world lost without humility

I stumbled praying you’d notice me

You are beauty without the face beat

You are magic to my daydreams

You are the voice

When the wind blows

The shutters dance

Beckoning me

Yes, here I am

You are the memory of how to be loved!!! 

The Finale

Seven Streeter queen shit

I’m admitting its admissible in the court of our love

Taking turns was purposeful fore play

Bands never made her dance

My heart was the perfect chance

Calming every insecurity

I prayed often and urgent for this

Waiting at every engagement party

Dancing in a wish at wedding receptions 

Missing the bouquet 

Distant amongst impartiality 

There wasn’t a day wisdom didn’t send its whisper

Taunting me with promise

Cramming my self studies

Understanding my love battles

Crushing single conceptions

Unimpressed with their advances

Toying with excitement 

Jumping and startled with every phone ring

Crooning love songs

Planning proposals to Ella Mai’s “naked”

Before you I shall bare it all

Unapologetic about my showings

Accepting the compliments of glowing

Carving out caring places for escape

The seasons tossed away cremations of the old me

The only vibe I’m trying to indulge in

With you I’m always coming

This time I’m not going.

A Ruptured Angel

I couldn’t measure up

I was a lost puppet in the sea

Screaming “”help me”

I lost to the resolutions

I had promised

Rearranged a few things

I couldn’t be the master of my fate

Placing my religious hopes 

Out of the hands of devilish vultures

Pound for pound

Blow for blow

Fighting for love was a losing battle 

Fighting insidious characters bruised

Flooded in holy trespasses

Thirsting without living water

Watching the springs stand still

The waves receded in this season

Bulking up for un-anointed competitions 

The broken gospel stowed its sheep

In cold cluttered stables 

The wolves hovered 

Objectified prey prayed 

Praying it all away

Meditating above earthly lands

Praising with a mission

With commission

Persistence

All for deliverance

Faith walks were always tested

Hell always showed its force

When patience attested to His grace

The fire was heightened

The hallelujah was risen

Exculpatory thrashings increased

Minimizing satanic banter

The angels in the outfield

Proved the qualified safe haven for this girl. 

Apprehended

I wanted her

I started

Right in her direction

Smelling like sex

Looking like her next

The permanent fixation

There’s no fact or fiction games

I was heavenly

A remedy 

I promised continued therapy

Her shoulders

Bore a pain

Only my strength

Could withstand

I vaped

Awaiting our eyes locking

To my place

Becoming our place

She stopped me

“Excuse me

Me and my girls need a pic

Can you take it for us?”

I obliged

I’d endure

Any trembles to stumble

Into her curves

Marrying her smile

My heart had went a while

Without falling

Yet I fell 

I took them with pure angles

Admiration setting its tone

Seeing me in the crowd

Was my favorite capture

Love games always enticed loves pain

I was danger 

Packed with explosives

I was more than intimacy

I was sanctity

Succumbing to her succulent womb

Pinning her down with every move

She was a whisper away

From condoning my stay

We remixed loves piano

Her curiosity expressed widow

I multiplied this sensual crime

The sting of her bite still resonated

Some call me Deniele yet she calls me babe

Attentive to her advances and I always obeyed my sensei.