Heartbreak to heartbeat
Blood flows to the brain
Intelligence returns
Wisdom slowly awakes
Heartbreak to heartbeat
Blood flows to the brain
Intelligence returns
Wisdom slowly awakes
If every human that ever lived
Was just a single grain of sand
Would we have enough to fill a beach?
Musing, as you slip through my hands
She says my poetry reads like translation
“Well, my thoughts do too.” I retort
I am trying to give form to things
Which there is not yet language for
I adore your Abyssinian eyes
Finding since you crossed my path
I’ve been the luckiest man alive
Pay no mind to the west
Your beauty comes to an apex
At your perfectly formed nose
Do I keep you in my life
At a distance
Or in between my toes?
I may waste words
But I’m committed to
Equal pay for equal work
If you could cut me in two
You’d read equality engraved like a proverb
On the rings around my waist
You’re all I ever wanted
A woman from the motherland
With a stunning little face
A lady from south London
Who gets me – You get me?
As art lovers we’re accustomed
To see beauty without touching
But, just once, I might make an exception
What does it mean when your ruling planet
Is not a planet
But The Moon and that moon is in your zodiac?
Am I a celestial body lunatic?
The more that I struggle
The deeper I sink
What if I don’t let you slip through my hands?
What if I hold you like black Madonnas?
What if I put you on a pedestal
So tall, that Nelson would blush?
Look, she’s cool and all but between her and you
That’s like asking if I want cigarettes or soul-food
… and I don’t smoke
If every human that ever lived
Was just a single grain of sand
Would we have enough to fill a beach?
What about each thing that ever lived?
Or all that we create
So that, even this was one more too
A grain of sand upon the beach
Inspired by you