Au Revoir Mon Amour

She wanders with no grip Her soul can’t be clenched So my thirst can’t be quenched Her fire is venomously blazing Se mefier I will get burned Torched by her harsh truths Slowly unveiling the unknown Unreachable Unteachable Sans espoir She came so close I could smell the fear on her breath I could taste…

Uncertainty

You saw me, I didn’t see you You spoke, I didn’t hear you You probed, I didn’t feel you Senses derailed Completely detached No desire to be exposed again This world is too evil These people are too wicked Damaged beings Using one another for quick fixes I do not trust them I do not…

Frozen Clock

Beware black children, for time is frozen Shield yourselves from webs pre-woven White robes have morphed into gold badges they chase bizarre thrills like turning brown skin into black ashes Beware black children, for time is frozen Do not go traveling down roads pre-chosen. White robes have morphed into fine Italian threads overpopulating nine by…

Make Love To My Poetry by Chloe Scott

 Make love to my poetry             let the rhythm of the words      just         take you. Mold them into your soul,        and then open your thighs     to release them. All that sweetness within will engage itself into my body       and melt me within.                 Once you’ve made love to my poetry,                 our love…

The Butterfly Blues II

It’s 3am, and all I want to hear is the sound of your fluttering wings. Close range. I’ll settle for the distance, perhaps a mere echo. Anything but silence… It’s my fault, I’ll own that I made the wrong choice, I’m paying for that. I failed, and you fell right into the arms of someone…

Music To My Ears

Music To My Ears What are you to me? That’s easy. You’re like a scene in Harlem, Broadway and 48th street. Somewhere between 1927 and 1938. You’re trapped in time, caught on a melodious wave that travels back to Duke in his prime. You’re like Lady Day crooning about Strange Fruit, blurring the lines of…

His Touch

His Touch His touch is what I was imparted to desire The feeling of refuge, passion, adornment, and stability. All to be bestowed through his touch. The embodiment of sensuality between man and woman is… irreplacable… irresistable… natural… But his touch didn’t feel like hers. Her touch made me grow. Her touch made me glow….

A Whisper Away

A Whisper Away You’re what I want, you’re what I need. You’re what I’ve had, you’re what I’ve lost. I am who I found in your absence. I am who I loved through your deception. Now you can finally hear every word that I say, when I’ve always been just a whisper away… Written by…

The Butterfly Blues

The Butterfly Blues  Two souls, in matchless roles. Sculpted to imperfection, acquiescent to sublime correction. Newly acquainted with anesthesia, Yet praying for amnesia. Forgive. Forget. No love lost. No love less, set free from distress. Did we pass our test? Did we truly give it our best? Nonetheless… A faint beat still thumps in my…

Crescendo

Crescendo She believed there was more to life than this That there was more to her than who she was at this very moment Who she’s loved Who she’s called Friend What she calls home Diluted happiness This is NOT it It can’t be it She mourned the days that never were Strength Guidance She…

A Prelude to the Kiss of Death

A Prelude to the Kiss Of Death Walking into a building drenched in gasoline. Echoes of silence bounce off the walls. Smells of stale smoke fill my nostrils. I think I’ve been here before. With each step I take, broken promises and shattered dreams crush beneath my feet. Ignoring the warnings, I search for you…

Acquiescence

Acquiescence Waving the white flag surrendering to my thoughts In complete submission to you A victory you win over and over again I wish you’d collect your prize already And leave But I surrender Distance has no space Time has no tick Submerged in numbing tranquility A silence so piercing totally blinding the mind’s eye…