| What we does, Well what we does is called Black Love Like a sea of brown bodies moving asynchronously oddly in the same direction with the same motion, miles apart or breathes between speeches, Our connection has its own incense and it's called Black Love, I speak to hear her tell me what she feels, I listen to attentively understand what she conceals, this is genuine, I am secretly and sometimes on my own in a mission to bring our heartbeats closer, but we are on the same mission cause she also speaks to listen, fishing in my mind to grab hold of what she doesn't understand, firm but gentle she knows I'm sensitive and she knows I'm the man... So in that case I feel responsible, since we function of this faith I recognize I'm the senator for God's House of Representatives, therefore I let his word dictate how we live, That's what makes this beautiful, cause as the man I know my hands are dutiful with my first priorities being to follow GOD and keep her happy, but we get even deeper than that, we get deep in history, we get deep in our culture, tortured in a world that looks to us as lack-less and un-just, deeper than that we must be, they need visions of we, Black Love, cause we keep it real, we have discussions and don't always understand but we agree to disagree, cause everything isn't always that plain but we's equally yoked, sometimes I feel like our ancestors journeyed on the same boat to get here from the other side, you know the ones before Columbus, and somehow the comfort of then through the nightmare of our bloods reality be what keeps us rich in our heritage cause its who we are, keeps us dishing out Black Love, even though this society acts like it can't see us, Like the only love we know.... is the love that the dysfunctional and lonely know But our love starts with the benign, so we take time while moving through this world We've come to know each others thoughts, by word, deed and touch, be it ever so slightly or ever so much, Shakespeare knew not of this because it is divinely conceived by the descendants, so we switch from black love to blood love, enriched with brown sugar, I gets high off her love and don't know how to behave, yeah she got that brown sugar, that perfect verse over a tight beat, the ode to my life, the purpose that pushes my pen to write, I tried to leave her once but all my tears kept leading me back to the ample supply of water in her well, so I know this is how its supposed to be, therefore she gets the most of me, now most can't see that this is out of the ordinary but the few that can see understand that the fruit that we feed each others soul is the blacker berry, and its almost scary, cause sometimes I find myself trying to drown myself in her juices, with not a drop to waste, but that's only a dream for now, I'm trying to keep holy, it's a good thing she knows me and doesn't take me seriously when I'm speaking like a man-made manual, cause she can look at me and see Immanuel, now didn't I tell you we was deeper than the surface, stronger than the surplus, cause although we make it hard sometimes we've come to know that the physical isn't over stood like the mental, but what keeps us growing is the connection in the spiritual We living legendary artifacts of faith filled trust love, do know that its much more love, cause it ain't no going back love, not like that love, Even through our issues when I ain't speaking all that clearly and her thoughts leave her mind so congested that even when she's listening she can't always hear me, We understand this interaction realigns this un-jested passion and get where we need to be, we come together through a nation of predicated -tions, communica-, dedica-, connec-, and then comprehension but I can't forget their friends patience, growth, and truth. But that's just what we do, every now and then we get subdued in this blessing, cause with every blessing there's a purpose to pass on, and the purpose that we facing is to teach a lack-less unknowing nation, about this love connection obtained through salvation, we wouldn't be able to see eye to eye without spiritual discernment, that's how I know this was meant, not of my own understanding, that's just the dynamics, but I do have to warn you, I am not responsible any side affects from this type of interaction, these words have been mine but they come at different times but that's just the affect of the blacker berry, so I hope you have been attentive, this has been your first lesson in what it does, cause what we does is called Black LOVE.. |
| Inspired by the Lady of My Life, keep doing what you do... |
| BLACK LOVE |
| K. Dial 2/12/04 |
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