For you the Emotional Black Man
Cherished.
I looked for the tears you cried for your mother
when she passed away
Your tears said you love her.
When you felt a sorrow I saw you grit with pearly teeth
and the swallow of your Adam's Apple
fought back the pain in your throat.
I held my breath to breath in timing.
Amazingly your frowns are few...you'd rather smile
laugh, giggle and touch
tenderly
softly
emotional black man.
You have hands that are fists of love..
they work in kindness of the soils
stirring up the air of feelings.
Stored.
Your thoughts bury a beauty flower seed.
They grow inside you and spread out in wings of vines
that curl around you making you a tree.
Leaves of
temperance,
radiance,
balanced.
IN COLOR.
YOU the Emotional Black Man.
I long for thee.
My love...
--MIISRAEL
Posted By: MIISRAEL Bride
Wednesday, May 26th 2010 at 3:13PM
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