our eyes locked from across the room, from the heights of heaven to the depths of Doom my soul was consumed, her Afrocentric essence I sipped like wine from the glass, in oceans of emotion my spirit splashed, yearning for this feeling to last, bathing in a warm milk and honey waterfall that is her, brought to my knees by her glory she is my church, more radiant than sunburst, caught between love and lust blessing and curse, heart pounding beneath my shirt, from fear the worst, getting close to her, enjoying fantasizing about wifing her, sharing life with her, ready to die for her, vowing to never lie to her, still locked eye to eye with her, snap back to reality by the fear of saying hi to her, in essence saying bye to her, this is my truth, vicariously living through this moment of youth, ashamed of this missing front tooth, and not worthy of being loved by you.

written by Orpheus the breath of life AKA Donte L Paxton Sr.
© Orpheus The Breathe Of Life