Artist Statement
It is always a struggle to find that special someone, what makes finding that person even harder, is having to deal with the constant question of “why?” from those who claim they love you while you’re in your search. It only makes things harder, and becomes irritating, so you have to come up with a clever response to the “why” question to get people to leave you alone and this was mine.
Lay back and let me
Climb
On top
All I want to do is whisper
Sweet somethings in your ear
No physical
This time
The mental is what I’m after
The others can promise
To make your toes curl
And your eyes roll into the back
Of your head
That’s fine for a premature
Mind
But will they make
Your brain shake
Like an earthquake in
India?
See I don’t want to
Fuck you
But I do want to
Make love to your wits
Perhaps even blow your back out
With a literary stroke or two
I want to caress your earlobe
With words from Maya
Kiss your lips with a touch of
Malcolm
And
Embrace your Roots
With the vision of Alex Haley
I don’t want you to submit
But
I plan on
Sending you
Into a climax of enlightenment
And when your mind is ready to
EXPLODE
I’ll slip away
Leaving you to hunger for more…
That’s when I’ll know
You’ve been
Sufficiently rescued through my
S.O.ulgaS.m
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