We wear the sunsets on our chocolate skin like bronzed clothing And when our love is sun-kissed Our dazzling pigments melt together And the sunbeams fuse us into one In those moments I'll live forever with you my love You and I were given the gift of the sunset The light of God shines down… Continue reading We Have the Sunset
Category: Perceptual Plazz® Poetry
When we Glide (Censored/Uncensored)
What’s the best way to say something inappropriate, appropriately? Can you tell me how you feel but with your hands? Baby, can you rattle me around like pots and pans? Twist me up like a pretzel. Pin me down like a thumbtack to a bulletin board. You've won and I'm your award. So take me… Continue reading When we Glide (Censored/Uncensored)
All I Know how to do is Fight
Throws a left I dodge Life keeps swinging blows at me Throws a jab I duck Uppercut I fall flat Knees weak Mind strong I barely stand back up But I swing back I blossomed as a bright flower In the crack Of the sidewalk Life pulled my petals and leaves I am drooping over… Continue reading All I Know how to do is Fight
Love now Lives Here
When people look at me I know they see it They see that love now lives here That love happened And when it happened Our souls weaved together And the two of us became a whole When you tell me I’m beautiful It isn’t really me you’re seeing It’s the reflection The love living in… Continue reading Love now Lives Here
Forever Alive
The tiniest thought of death is the most intimidating. Maybe because I’ve never been so alive. I pine for life to never end because the power that came with existence. Sadly, death is the thief that comes with no warning. He has a permanent tattoo of all names. Death steals the living breath from any soul.… Continue reading Forever Alive
November’s Fall
November's Fall I stopped my peaceful walk to sit down on a hard-wood bench. The wood was chipped, and the paint was worn-down. Some of its paint had crumbled away, and parts of the bench were rusted. It was then I noticed the wind had authority over nature. I heard the trees swooshing back and… Continue reading November’s Fall
Take Me As I Am
I am something impossible to dilute. The concentrated, raw, and insoluble potion. Take me, untamable as I am. My attitude, emotion, and all. Artistic, innovative, and expressive. Facial expressions as blatant as a book for dummies. I’m written in bold legible black letters on paper as white as alabaster. A black - rich and dark,… Continue reading Take Me As I Am
Hear Your Humankind
Many talk and few listen. To understand one another should be our mission. Many talk to be heard, not to relate. Tongues fixed eager for debate. You know, closed ears leads to a closed mind? And then a closed heart. Many hear nothing because they’re anxious to start. Did you hear the message, the soul… Continue reading Hear Your Humankind

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