Untitled II

One day I met this brotha.
He was like no other.
His skin was dark and his mind was deep.
Parts of me that were distant he was able to reach.
He took me on this trip across the universe.
The manner in which we conversed
Was full of knowledge, new thoughts, ideas and old memories.
He I admired and I was inspired by his mind’s revelries.
I loved to hear what he had to say
Cuz his words made my soul sway
To the beautiful rhythm of his psyche.
He played a thoughtful symphony for me.
He brought the bass, percussion, brass, and strings,
Then to his soulful melody I would rhyme and sing.
This celebration of the mind is so rare to find
And it didn’t hurt that my ebony brotha was fine.
He wanted to know about my nia
And delve into my reason.
I felt so excited I was revitalized
Every time I stared into his brown eyes
Reality became obscure.
But there was one thing of which I was sure.
I was in love yet was careful not to say
Until one fateful day I made that mistake.
We were taking a walk outside
Underneath the beautiful night sky
As our arms intertwined
Good sense was no longer in view
The words rolled off my tongue, “I love you.”
Our relationship changed but I wasn’t sure how
I was too concerned about the here and now.
Good sense had taken its leave and I had none to borrow
I was giving it up like there was no tomorrow.
And for me there was none
No rising or setting of the sun.
At night he physically gave me the moon and the stars.
He was my fuel as we traveled across the cosmos wide and far.
“I love you so much” are the magic words he said
And with that phrase my legs would spread.
It felt flaming hot like spicy red peppers straight from the vine
I was in love with this brotha making love to me; all mine.
But when the morning sun finally appeared
The man that I loved had disappeared.
His strong black body remained
But the man I knew inside had changed.
He quickly rolled out of bed and dressed
Told me he’d call later tonight and I should get some rest.
So I’m waiting by phone
Sitting by myself all alone.
Although last night I let him into my temple
I should have known things weren’t so simple.
I’m thinking about him thinking about me
And if he is why am I feeling so lonely?
The minutes turn into hours as time slips
With my heart doing nothing but flips.
Now its three-thirty in the morning
And the phone has neglected to ring.
I’ll call him to make sure everything is alright
Maybe he got into an accident tonight.
Ring one, ring two, ring three, ring four
Then suddenly there is a knock at my door.
I quickly hang up thinking its him waiting outside
I firmly decide these feelings I have to confide.
I do not know if theses are signs of rejection
I just want to hear or see him because I crave affection.
But am I so wrong because I want to be loved?
Cuz I like hearing him say I’m his heavenly dove?
Normally I wouldn’t let a boy drive me so crazy
What is it about him that makes everything so hazy?
I walk across the room with my heart in my throat
Love is choking me, drowning me but I must stay afloat.
I ask who it is and swallow my butterflies.
He responds its me, and tho I knew that, I’m still slightly surprised.
I unlock the door and turn the knob
As I do my heart begins to violently throb.
I wonder what was so important he had to come here to say
Would our relationship have to end today?
Are we just another example of love’s mockery
Just fools who thought if they kept betting they’d win the lottery.
I hope this is all in my head that he will prove me wrong,
Cuz all I wanna be is the voice to his song.
I open the door and invite him in
He just stands there in the doorway with a goofy grin.
My worries quickly fade and I face him relieved.
He gets down on a knee, grabs my hand, and asks, will you marry me?
I am taken aback, “you want me to be your wife”
He says, “I want you to stay with me, and forever be the lady in my life”