Ashes

Like a Phoenix                                                                       

My broken soul emerged

The refusal not to love

Buried in its place

She Is

She Is

My Prometheus

Bringer of light to my dark world

Wrapped me in a veil of love

The Matriarch True north on the compass

For a family of poor decision maker

Bearing the burden of others mistakes

My Grandmother

Transformed mother

For Two generations of Child

She is

Frances Beason

Enchanted Mirror

What is love if not a mirror

Accosting our ego and perceptions of self

Reflecting our faults and shortcoming

Chiseling away like Michelangelo

Shaping us into better people

Dying to ourselves

Becoming one

Over taking

I find myself basking in the glory and beauty of the universe, trying like Stephen Hawkings to understand the mind of God and am never at a loss for words, but you my love leave me speechless. I find myself time and time again with all my might to find the words that can describe my feelings for you, but it's impossible to do so. How can I put into words that which makes my heart race? How can i put into words the utopian feeling of love I experience with you? Or the touch that sets my soul a flame? This is the true essence of love: the sweet mystery that inspires and at the same time stuns.

Love Letter.

My Dearest Love,
Your beauty ties my tongue, the taste of your lips sets my loins a flame, the memory of your touch haunts my mind throughout the day. The brightest part of my day is the time God blesses me to share with you. I look into your eyes and I feel at peace; I see your smile and it warms my soul. God took Adam’s rib and he made Eve, and when I am with you, I feel complete. I feel like I found the missing part of me; I feel like I found my rib, my Eve. We have many mountains to climb and a lot of rough roads to travel, but as long as I am climbing those mountains, and traveling those roads with you- it’s all worth it. Like Hercules journeying into Hades for his beloved Dyonara. That is the extent of my love for you; that is the journey I would take just to hold you in my arms. The sweetness of your smile is as alluring as Aphrodite. Just as Christ gave the Keys of heaven to apostles so do I give the keys of my heart to you.

Fake Love

Delusions of grandeur for illusions we build, making idols out of each other because of the love that we never truly feel. My soul twisted because of a pain so deep I never thought it could be real. Relationships built off of a Romeo and Juliet complex- lovers lost in a sea of deceit, indulging in lust as we kowtow to hedonistic deeds and desire. We lose ourselves in mazes of our own creation and leave broken, dreams shattered for hoping that it was something more, but how could it be? Left dumbfounded because gratuitous meanness bewilders me, so who is it I see, lashing back with great fury against her, I want her to hurt like I do. I am left to ask myself how you can love again, when you shatter the false image of what you thought love was. Pieced together memories that are now better than actually was, so no one can ever replace the love in your head that never truly was.

Broken Pieces

I feel adrift at sea, trapped inside the three dimensional space that I call me, chained and shackled down by beliefs and ideology- an EXTROVERT who has forced himself into the depths of solitary with a monster that only he can see. Because in relationships I build walls to separate you from me, because I give my all to you, and when I feel like you don’t give back, I leap back because I don’t want to get burned again, like my mother burned me, like she burned me- my ex-wife who took the better part of me, the heart of me, but somehow I still have enough left for you to want to share in my life.