Somewhere in between
this kinda
mood for love
atlast
how sweet it is
disposition
up high he’d fling me
laying on his back
to
sketch
to
be in awe of
to
release
reposition
align
these inclinations
little hairs at the nape of his neck,
distinct scent
strongest right below his earlobe,
end of his fingertips
hardened,
hands a haven
from
all these squabbles
daily struggles
this space refined
with dialogue
of the notion
of the concern
of the unease
of the weary
you Shrewd love
step back to
scrutinize
analyze
my marks of growth
intensification
Leaving an aftertaste of such sublime consequence I sway to a vibe that I have not let myself groove to waking up to a song that was in me today and as my day progressed, regressed it grew fainter, the harder I try to bring it back, the quicker it slips, and it was the first time that such a sweet melody so caught, offered me up to something
so beautiful
body
soul
& mind
a lull
from the rush
the anticipation
suffocation
he breathes in me
hands me a crack
a small fracture
a space
to unwind
let down my hair
be in a state of frankness
be in a state of
me
someone in between
a lover & a friend
he is
that coy smile I try to hide
that sigh I give when I wonder
that unreserved sense of possibility
that spirit valuing the wild child within me
that glow that shows in my complexion, enhances
he is
Somewhere in between
Nubian(Q) 