My Rose, my beautiful, beautiful rose
Have you ever been in love so deep that everytime you thought of them you wanted to weep. From the moment you saw them walk into the room you thought the heavens opened up and took away all your gloom.
Every word they say lingers in your mind without stray. From yourself this love doesn’t allow you to take away, but just the simple glimpse in your direction from them, makes you wonder how long it’ll take to measure a wedding dress hem. Well, that’s exactly how I feel about This woman..like my heart slipped and got stuck in some glue, cause all I replay in my mind each and every time I see her face is my heart saying Yes! she chose me…“I do, I do”
Love….I said Love Y’all
Allow me to present this auditory, visual and as you read- mentally stimulating view of a brother in and about expressing LOVE!! lOVE IS TRULY THE KEY
lOVE IN THE KEY OF BEAUTIFUL…. I have lived a beautiful and bountiful life and in that time. I have seen some beautiful women ( still do) but no one is as beautiful to me than the woman who took my last name, and the woman that I helped create. I am inspired by the architect of my archetype who built and created beautiful, graceful, and innovative statues called women. Carved from ebony and onyx each and every one the queen’s movements are etched and frozen in time like ice. Not being blinded by the bling and her beauty as she is worth far more than rubies. Chiseling names in the halls history you may read names like Nina…Simone that is, Lalah…Hathaway, you know…Donnie’s kid,The Jewell Ms.Jill Scott and Angelic Angie Stone-just singing full harmonies and not just flat notes on paper. Thank you! This post was conceptualized with those women in mind. Dessa & Jasmine you two truly are my Beautiful Girls!!!!
Ree Ree just a lil sumtin sumtin..
They say that beauty Is only skin deep But her beauty lies Deep beneath the surface… And it would be Absolutely worthless If I didn’t look beneath her beautiful brown skin To search for The beauty that lies within… And it would be a sin for lustful men To even be In her vicinity… because such femininity should be matched with the perfect blend of passion and masculinity…
Her infinite light shines bright enough to illuminate the kingdom of heaven… The kind of girl that any man would want to introduce to the Reverend and take her places she’s never been… Many men have tried but couldn’t swallow their pride long enough to enter Gods’ greatest divide, because they were too shallow…
Her body, worth its weight In silver and gold pleasure and pain even her name Should be hallowed… Not too many know the difference between sinful lust and eternal bliss… So they’ll never experience a soul like this. Even if they tried… Access denied… And if they told you so they lied… The bride of benevolence, which means that she’s a gift to the world… Like priceless diamonds and cultured pearls she’s one hell of a girl… I long to see the world through her eyes and take in her perception…
I would gaze in a daze as she looks in the mirror at her own reflection… My third eye is blinded by her radiant Illumination… Enough to sit back and assess the situation… And with eyes wide shut I would proceed to explore until the floor Becomes the ceiling and the ceiling becomes the floor… I want to treat her body Like the canvas And my tongue as the brush And when it’s all Said and done Leave no area Untouched… Leonardo, Picasso,Vincent Van Gogh… Rembrandt, Caravaggio, you already know… With feet firmly planted on the ground I would profess to the sky… That pride would be put aside and ego’s would have to die…
The clouds would fill up until the heavens start to cry until we become the sun and we would grow wings and fly. Crooked letter I… sigh… and emerge from the deep. I would sing her sweet lullabies until we both fall asleep… and in her dreams I would creep.
Till what glitters Turns to gold And forever Be and extension Of this beauty… and her soul
When I was looking-My queen didn’t have to be a Jayne Kennedy, Pam Grier or some famous celebrity, to rule next to me I was not looking for superhead, a video vixen, or a rack city chick. There is no room for ratchetness in my kingdom. A witch with a ring on it, is still a witch just like a fixture with on and off is called a switch. Diamonds may shine and gold may still gleam, however what the lady has around her neck doesn’t necessarily make her a queen.
No, I was not looking for face cards with the letter Q. I was not looking for a woman who only knew how to shop, make reservations, and paint her nails, but didn’t know who God is, and didn’t know how to minister to a nation.
I just wanted what God has for me…Well Y’all….God Blessed me with her…….
