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[sid] => 17847
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Morning Light.
[time] => 2003-05-20 05:35:00
[hometext] => Spoken Word
[bodytext] => The resilient morning light.
The way it fades into your face. Is something I find troubling to describe. The way the light flows, through the brown in your eyes. Is something I yearn during the course of my day. Believe that! Now, understand me….. I love to watch you. Your style is slithery smooth, and diviner. Even at 6 in the morning. When we’re both yawning. You always sleep naked. So when you get up and stumble to the bathroom. Your cinnamon, hourglass, captivates me. Im blessed to have you. Truly! As a grown man, I adore you. That’s with all guards down. Im here. I speak this to the world. You’re my right jugular..You’re detrimental to my survival. Can you feel that? Can you handle a “good black man”, now that you have one? Will you be around, to rest your head on the shoulder that yearns. Yearns to feel your force, through gravity. I’ll smell your hair and thank god for your birth. For you’re decendance. From his gates, for my protection. We’ll use love as a weapon, as a defense against hate. And the individuals who portray it! Baby, I named this piece Morning Light. Cuz it’s the illumination of your ora that awakens me. Now that I have you, I can’t be without that. I can’t be without your soul. You’re my Morning Light! You’ re my desire! You’ve opened my eyes………. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 21 [informant] => chard [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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