Inside,

He dances more than he used to

Walks with a purpose

Lean and sharp

A look,

And sometimes he imagines it

A video game

And he’s levelled up

But he still says hello

In his own way

Even after the silence has faded

Remember there is always

Music

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beauty, desire, emotion, hunger, inspiration, mixtape, music, passion, seduction, touch, Uncategorized, women

I Am Here, Right Beside You (mixtape poetry)

He writes in cursive,

You can smell the burned paper

Of previous drafts,

The feelings are too large

To put into words

But his tenacity

Your beauty

Drives

Him to try

To say I love you

Would be pointing to a map

And expecting it to

Speak of the first kiss

The night on clean sheets

The worshipful caresses

And how the walls

Absorbed your cries

But he says it

Over

And

Over

Your beauty makes a monster

Of him

And he would tear apart

Your enemies

If he could show you

The same courtesy

A passion so enormous

That the possibility

Thrills you that

Where it unleashed

You might not

Survive it

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Warm Sunday

In my handwriting

Folded around a cassette tape

Because it meant a curation

The level of detail, the attention

Paid to how I touch you

Coffee and beignets on china plates

Leave the powdered sugar on my fingers

If only we could eat

All our meals this way

You look so pretty

With my fingers

In your mouth

So listen

Wear the white dress

The lipstick that

Looks good on my chest

The flower in your hair

Don’t be late

 

 

 

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A Song For The Mix Tape that plays when we’re alone

This song has so much depth, on one level, it articulates a beautifully masculine, intelligent swagger whilst there is so much to listen to that it rewards repeated listening. If I made a mix tape for intimate moments, this would be around the fourth song in.

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