everything in its right place

tastes like...

2006-11-08T11:38:00.000-05:00

he took a deep breath
as he stood there taking it all in
the sight of her fully dressed in naked sin
had awakened him
and was making him
tremble and shake
there was no mistaking the next move he’d make
for heaven’s sake
it had been awhile and…
mmm…tastes like heaven
her sweet lips and tongue teased his palette
tasty tidbits made his mouth water
and as he went down farther
he found it harder
not sink his teeth
into the sweat meat
quivering beneath him
suddenly as he reached them
and as morsels became mouthfuls
his restraint became doubtful
how could he contain
this ravenous hunger much longer?
he took another deeper breath
and decided to taste test deeper depths…
yep…sure tastes like heaven
and tonite his appetite felt insatiable
it’d been so long
all the while his will had been so strong
but now, as he ate his first plateful
he thought
mmmm…this tastes just right…
this tastes just like…
tonite i’m eating, feasting on heaven

© 2006 DLM

searching...

2006-10-27T11:32:00.000-04:00

wondering, wandering,
thru rhymes and verses
pondering questions of worth and purpose
between these lines
and beneath the surface,
this mystery man searches...

adrift
on an open ocean
calm and serene,
hopelessly floating
clinging to a dream,
of closeness once shared
an obscene notion
in this ocean’s open air,
wishing, watching the world waft by
slow-motion,
coasting
drift away in the tide

stranded
on an island
unfamiliar and unknown,
far from my land
away from my home
abandoned,
isolated and alone,
puzzled for the moment
i stand
this traveling man
troubled and homesick

deserted
in a barren desert
feeling tattered and weathered
the sun shone lively and vibrant,
my eyes squint
looking out over unidentified horizons
wanting to cry and vent,
but instead
i remain silent

traveling and unraveling
the unknown and unlearned,
whether waterlogged or sunburned
leaving no stone unturned,
across uncharted waters
discarded lands,
desolate islands
and blistering sands,
this mystery man
still searches…

© 2006 DLM

last call

2006-10-12T16:27:00.000-04:00

like dominican rum
your cinnamon tongue
has me addicted, conflicted
and sprung
your lips got me twisted too
just one kiss…one sip of you
and i’m tipsy
you know, kinda how that liquor do
i’m ‘bout sick of you
hmmm..maybe just one last swigga
an amaretto sour with an hour glass figure
a shot or two of you will do me quite nicely
legs that remind me of a long island iced tea
a sex on the beach though, will bring out the freak show
have me kissin’ on feet down to sweet lil’ mojitos
damn, gotta get up off this wagon
one day later and i’m back brown baggin’
and i don’t even be sippin’ on brew like that
so tell why am i trippin’ on you like that?

© 2006 DLM

the thickness

2006-10-06T14:06:00.000-04:00

defying conventional thoughts of feminine fitness
shapely thighs and curvaceous humps
making eyes bulge wide and throats grow lumps
white boys view too, though few will admit this
bear witness to the thickness
bountiful curves and ample hips
admirers aspire to sample this
a nubian queen
who can handle this?
bear witness to the thickness
walking with pride
in a stride so sensual
bosom, lips and backside so plentiful
you and a goddess in my eyes are identical
bear witness to the thickness
naturally gifted
endowed and proud lady
keep your chin uplifted
face to the clouds baby
other women seek cosmetics
for what you’ve been naturally blessed with…
bear witness to the thickness

© 2006 DLM

perfect part 1

2006-09-27T12:44:00.000-04:00

she fell into his eyes
without even rippling the surface
to him her image was perfect
he didn’t want to blink
or even think
afraid to make waves
in his gaze and disturb it
to him, her image was perfect
open stingin’ eyes wide and teary
soon grew dry and weary
infact it blurred his vision
he couldn’ t see clearly…
but he let them burn away
chose not to close them
and refused to turn away
from her image
because to him she was so perfect
so incredible
that as a reminder to himself
he put her up on a pedestal
‘cuz to him
she was
a step above
everyone else
…including himself
her image was perfect
and in an effort to preserve it
he turned a deaf ear to those who didn’t share his vision
so he either couldn’t hear or dared not to listen
when his friends would contend that she wasn’t worth it
his fam had notions that all his devotions, she didn’t deserve it
but you think he heard it?
pssshhht!
didn’t even scratch the surface
to him her image was perfect…

© 2006 DLM

they'd fallen

2006-09-21T13:32:00.000-04:00

they’d fallen
to insatiable, intangible animal attractions
lust, greed and the need for satisfaction
left them feeling backed in
could they handle a scandal from such scandalous actions?
they gambled on passion…
past experience shoulda taught ‘em…
from the trouble it’d brought ‘em…
stealin’ time like thieves
they’d fallen
like the leaves from the trees in the breezes of autumn
they’d fallen
like the rain
so gentle and wet
never mind ‘bout the pain
the resentment, regret
they’d soon find when shame
finally came home to nest…
deal with that after
more pressing things now
caught up in the rapture
wipin’ sweat from their brow
heavy breathin’, chests heavin’
like beasts in a fight
hearts beatin’, hips meetin’
in the heat of the night…
fleshly desires…
expire
with dawn’s creeping light
fleeting…retreating
receding from sight…
they’d fallen
like two angels fallen from grace
a head hung in shame
and a tear stained face
engulfed in the flame
of a passionate torch
now smoldering with blame
and consumed with remorse
they’d fallen

© 2006 DLM

i fell

2006-09-18T16:14:00.000-04:00

i fell
headlong and blind
out of control
maybe out of my mind
but inside my soul…
i felt
invincible
so deeper i dove
reckless, vulnerable and exposed
headfirst
nose open and eyes closed
i fell
under prepared and overwhelmed
i fell
not quite scared and under a spell
i fell
judgment impaired and reason impaled
i fell
into fate i stared and into chance i sailed
i fell
hard and fast
i was cast into a haze of lazy logic
i could not understand problem
or formulate a plan to solve it
i couldn’t run, walk or stand
i was even crawling
damn
i was simply…falling
hopin' it was soft where i land
hopin' i could keep floatin’
for second
i coulda sworn i was almost flying
feelin' free, unmasked and open
suddenly without warning
i crashed
and awoke broken

© 2006 DLM

tears of blue

2006-09-15T12:57:00.000-04:00

she cried tears of blue
in its darkest hue
her radiant beauty
still sparkling through
the love she once knew
now faded from view
memories of a past
contrasted in blue

through watery pupils
she looked out anew
her rose colored world
now jaded, askew
this once happy girl
so open and true
found her broken heart
now colored in blue

“never again!”
she proclaimed
as her agony grew
and the years soon revealed
this was tragically true
her heart never healed
now she factually knew
the true color of love
was actually blue

© 2006 DLM

u don't know

2006-09-13T16:00:00.000-04:00

you don't know
the things i should have, but never said
the feeling in my heart, the thoughts in my head
you don't know
these things i feel but can't express
and i'm not askin' you to guess ‘cause
you probably don't know
how hard it is to pretend
the one that you love is only your friend
and to that end
you just don't know
how many times it was on the tip of my tongue
but me being afraid of what we might become
and instead of sounding dumb
i thought it might be better if
you don't know
what i'm feeling inside of me
i know you've never lied to me
but its just a matter of pride, see
you don't know
the deceit and pain i've dealt with
and i know I sound selfish
but i can't help it
so if you don't know
then i don't have to do anything right now
i don't think i'm ready to make any type of commitment anyhow
i mean…
I don't know
maybe its better this way
i know i'll have to deal with this someday
but
i don't know....

© 2006 DLM

ode to s. adu

2006-08-31T23:33:00.000-04:00

she gave me the kiss of life
it was the sweetest taboo
i told her this was no ordinary love
and its only love that gets you through
she said somebody already broke my heart
but I’ll still be by your side
because its all about our love
and love is stronger than pride
she said your love is king
I said i couldn’t love you more
and that even a smooth operator
needed a lover’s rock on the shore
i asked her is it crime
to hang on to your love this way
she said nothing can come between us
and we should cherish the day

© 2006 DLM

crooked little smile

2006-08-30T07:12:00.000-04:00

could neva resist
her crooked little smile
wicked and toothy
like a crocodile’s
long brown legs
how slowly they'd spread
her sugary nectar controllin’ my head
saw sex in her grin
ecstasy in her kiss
in her embrace i found rapture
neva could i resist
her crooked little smile
and infectious laugh
if i gave her an inch
she took a mile and a half
under her spell
guess i’ll neva learn
follow her into hell
it’d be better to burn
than try and resist
that crooked little smile
why must you insist
on drivin’ me wild?
seductive and charming
disarming and sweet
lord knows i’m a sucker
for those pretty feet
and those long brown legs
and big round behind
her sweet sticky nectar affectin’ my mind
that crafty and wily
crooked little smile
with the devious, mischievous,
innocence of a child
from her eyes to her lips
her thighs to her hips
will i ever wake up?
and wise up to her tricks?
how hard to resist
that crooked little smile
a curse and gift
a test and trial
i often reminisce
as i sit for awhile
do i really miss
that crooked little smile?

© 2006 DLM

rekindle

2006-08-28T16:15:00.001-04:00

i fell in love this weekend, ya’ll
seen an old flame in the park
from the moment that i heard her call
speaking to my heart
i knew our paths would cross again
jus’ didn’t know it’d be today
i felt her spirit pull me in
calling me to play
as we begin to move in sync
to the rhythm of the drum
a sly smile and then a knowing wink
this game is so much fun!
everyone’s eyes on us
stirrin’ up a buzz
i’d almost didn’t remember just
how beautiful she was!
yep, fell back in love this weekend, ya’ll
when i seen her in the park
all it took was to hear her call
to know i still loved this art

© 2006 DLM

Went to down Malcolm X Park in DC this weekend. Hadn’t been out there since summer before last but yesterday I was in the mood to hear some really good drumming. As soon as parked and started walking up the steps to the entrance I could hear the deep rhythm. As I approached the area where all the drummers congregate I was surprised to see that this melodic sound was emanating from a lone drummer! This brother was doing his thing and this old man, had to be in his 80s or older, was dancing and shuffling his feet to the drum beat. I watched this go on in amazement for about 15 minutes. Ol’ pops kept the rhythm no matter how fast or slow the drummer played. Amazing.

About an hour and a half later the area was crammed with drummers, the air filled with music and dancers were beginning to get arrive and do their thing. A few cats showed up with reco recos, tambourines and agogos (cowbells) to compliment the drums. I heard somebody playing a flute or something too but by that time it was way too many people there for me to see exactly what it was or who was playing it. It was a beautiful scene. That’s when I hear it. The sharp, distinct ching! of a particular string instrument. I looked around and when I couldn’t locate it I thought I was hearing things. A few moments later I heard it again. Ching! Closer now. This time it when chi-chi, ching, dong, dong, cha-cha, ching, dong, dong! Unmistakable sound. Unmistakable rhythm. I turned and looked to the other side of the park and I see these two brother walking towards the drummers’ area, one of them playing the berimbau I’d heard. Capoeiristas! I was thinking, “Cool!, Not only am going to get hear some good music, I also get to see some Afrikans playing capoeira!” I haven’t played capoeira in minute, like 2 years or so. Plus just that morning I had participated in our regular 3 hour sparring session with the other instructors from the martial arts school I train at so I definitely wasn’t thinking about playing in a roda. But once I heard the berimbau strummin’ chi-chi, ching, dong, dong, and once I heard one of the brothers singing in Portuguese, “Ai ai Aide, jogo bonito que eu quero ver” and felt myself involuntarily answer “Ai ai Aide, joga bonito que eu quero aprender”, I knew I had to at least go over there for a closer look. I’m was just gonna clap though…maybe help sing a song or two.

Five minutes later I was in the middle of the small roda doing handstands, backbends and flips I hadn’t done since I injured my achilles tendon back in ’04. Capoeira is so different from martial arts sparring. The object here is not to blast your opponent with an overwhelming onslaught of kicks, punches, elbows and knees or to grapple him to the floor and choke him into submission. No, inside the capoeira roda is where you express yourself. Where you and your opponent communicate, through various kicks, strikes and sweeps, with each other without necessarily making contact or breaking the flow of the game. Its here in the roda were you create your own beautiful works of art through movement and maladragem (trickery). I had so much fun in the park yesterday. I think my love for capoeira has been rekindled.

beneath these stars

2006-08-25T09:44:00.000-04:00

beneath these stars
i rise and fall on your shores like the tides
the sky is a witnesses
the stars are its eyes
moonlight gently outlines and illuminates
dark waters rushing over soft wet sands
sweeping in and retreating
pausing…repeating
beneath these stars
you can hear the sweet music of our motion
you are the beach
i am the ocean

© 2006 DLM

missed understanding

2006-08-24T12:30:00.000-04:00

some get your love
then take it for granted
these are the ones who regret when loves lost
others just love being in love
hopeless romantics
these are the ones who care not for loves cost

then you have those who believe in soul mates
someone out there for everyone,
and those who don't believe at all
and are just content with have fun

i believe love’s an understanding
between two people who care so much
and realize no matter how demanding
nothing should ever come between us
understand fights, arguments, minor drama
in any relationship are inevitable
but when these disagreements become all to common
is when some of the good times become forgettable

i understand that love can blossom fast
and begin with the simplest smile or kiss
but also I understand love cannot last
when that understanding has been missed

© 2006 DLM