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what are some poems/passages that you always go back to?

“The only real love I have ever felt was for children and other women. Everything else was lust, pity, self-hatred, pity, lust.” — Adrienne Rich

“Everyone in our culture desires to some extent to be loving, yet many are in fact not loving. I therefore conclude that the desire to love is not itself love. Love is as love does. Love is an act of will-namely both an intention and an action. Will also implies choice. We do not have to love. We choose to love.” — bell hooks

“[...] heart leaking something so strong

they can smell it in the street.” — Marty McConnell

“[...] I will survive my grief, amen.

I have run into the darkness and arrived in the morning still living, amen.

I have made my home anywhere I still have a name, amen.” — Hanif Abdurraqib

“My heart doesn’t ache; sometimes though it rages.” — Adrienne Rich

“[...] without tenderness, we are in hell.” — Adrienne Rich

“I am a woman searching for her savagery / even if it’s doomed.” — June Jordan

“You (where are you, really?) never leave me to my boredom: numb as I might like to be.” — June Jordan

“I wept and wept. I had come to believe that if I really wanted something badly enough, the very act of my wanting it was an assurance that I would not get it.” — Audre Lorde

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The ache I just felt in my chest, reading this headline.

Toni Morrison. First of Her Name. Architect of Words. Acclaimed Author. Teller of Truths. Shifter of Culture. Netter of Nobel Prize. Writing Domino. Legendary Laureate. Long may her works reign.

I am undone.

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i want to go where the love people are.

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come to me, in this cruel July heat.

tell me something i can believe.

tell it to me urgent and

remarkable so that it rattles

me pink.

tell it to me with your words pouring out

in large amount, like

windfall, swelling and

swelling.

tell it to me enormous.

sing it like hymn

—like sift song

whistle it into my hair and

all over.

make it a soft bed i can lie in— this body in so much need.

tell me something i can hear,

clear and in good sentences.

tell it so i know it.

make me understand.

tell it, wholly and heart first.

tell it tongue and teeth and with the sweet of your cock.

tell it with the hot smell of joy

and everything showing.

tell it to me like that, with your fool hung out.

tell it to me strange and unfamiliar and without your eyes held closed.

tell it with all of your voice and in comfortable sort.

tell it clever, tell it good.

tell it with our bodies still touching, what this love comes to.

#thelightoffireflies, t. bennett © copyright 2019

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EYE OF PASSION

Looking into your eye of passion it's misty and teary for me as the early morning grass before the break of day.

As i open your eye of passion it looks sweeter than pink icing on cake.

I look up into your eyes they're craving passion, i see invitation extended for play.

Look again into your eye of passion then i attend to the foreplay.

Have you ever seen so much fun fun bring so many tears.

Your drench lips and cheeks expression of all the cheers.

Passionate kisses around your eyelid cause secretion to drain and dampen the sheets.

I look again into your eyes of passion, my mission still wasn't complete.

So i continue on a course in which our eyes of passion could meet face to face.

To exchange appreciate in such a wordless way.

Now i'm sinking deep off in your eyes as i sink off into you.

In this passionate moment of truth all my focus is on you.

Your eye of passion is captivating, it's pulling me with inside.

Witnessing this pulsating jumping is making it harder for me to keep quite.

Now i'm baring first hand to this tunnel vision love, my visibility is getting more clear path.

Seeing your sexual seductive concentration, craving for this moment to last.

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THE PRESENCE OF YOUR ABSENCE

The presence of your absence is truly felt.

I leave nothing for short when i say You are beyond all around amazing You are something else.

I know your worth. You are more than all world's wealth.

That's why the presence of your absence is truly felt.

I am imprinted by you. I'm bewitched. You left your mark.

Our moments to remember was off the chart.

Now your spark lay stealth burning within.

Left with desires to flame again.

The impression of your expression embeds a corner of my mind.

Trolley through my thought from time to time.

My ear aches for the sound of your seductive voice.

The harmony of your melody is its' only choice.

Seriously my skin is crawling for your applied touch.

Favoring a fixing for your texture.

Ooh wow What a wonderful pleasure.

The presence of your absence is truly felt.

I leave nothing for short when i say You are beyond all around amazing You are something else.

I know your worth You are more than all world's wealth.

That's why the presence of your absence is truly felt



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If Only I Could Kiss You

If Only I Could Kiss You...

Then You Would Understand The Words That I Never Get To Speak

The Taste Of Forever That Lingers On My Lips Each Time I Lay My Eyes On You

If Only I Could Kiss You

Youll Know How My Soul Dances To Your Voice...

If Only I Could Kiss You

There’s A Special Kind Of Stimulation

That Can Only Be Felt When Our Lips Align

Please Dont Be Afraid Of

Being In Sync With Me

If Only I Could Kiss You

We Would Have The Power To Grant Our Own Wishes To Reality

That A Shooting Start Is Too Immature To Fathom

11:11 Is Our Time Always

If Only I Could Kiss You

You Could Taste The Vulnerability That Im Scared To Speak

Its A Horror Movie For Me

And I Dont Want To Be Apart Of Another Scene Where The Black Man Dies

I Need To Change My Mind

Can You Be There While I Do So?

If Only I Could Kiss You

We Both Would Be Naked Without Taking Clothes Off

Vulnerability Would Be The Secret Ingredient Embedded In Our Love Language

You Are Safe With Me , Not Just In My Arms But Also In My Heart.

If Only I Could Kiss You

Worries Of Betrayal Would Be Suspended From Our Hearts

You Will Know Who I Am As A Man

And I Will Understand You As A Woman

We Will Be The First Fairy Tale To Sneak Its Way Into Reality

And This Kiss Will Be Our Happily Ever After

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Dealer's Choice

you ever flip through your emotions like a deck of cards that only have the joker?

shuffle and shuffle and always feel a little funny about what comes up

there’s a giggle in your sadness

a showing of teeth in your anger

pulling back of the lips in panic

the dips in your face someone once called laugh lines look like two bows with no arrows

think it not a weapon

I just say there’s no way to aim

no point

no action to be made

no way to know where to hit

but you feel the sting anyway

tears rain on your cheek like fists

you become purple by morning

dry throat

busted lip

hands bloody from trying to pick out the darkness

the artistry on your arms looks caged

blade marks say here

here is where you can suck out the poison

let it fill your mouth like cement coffee

roll the rubbish to the backs of your jaw

swallow hard

this is how you make happy

this is how the joker becomes the king

how the punchline becomes the comic

how the the sorrow slinks back into itself and apologizes for intruding

maybe this is how I recover

how I am to build what should’ve been out of the wreckage

the stain glass church windows

the pulpit of my heart

sanctuary

where i’ve met peace

and God

and the Devil too

sometimes they fight

in the morning i’ll tell you who won

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BEYONCÉ KNOWLES CARTER SPIRIT from Disney’s The Lion King (2019).

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BEYONCÉ KNOWLES CARTER BIGGER, the extended cut from Disney’s The Lion King (2019).

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Unapologetically Black is a single that paints a vivid image of the injustices that we as black people experience due to discrimination, police brutality, and senseless killings that bombard our community. Being Black in america has many faces, but often we are forced to bare the burden of hatred while others celebrate our culture without celebrating our people. To date “The Guardian has tallied that 558 people have been killed by police officers 135 of them black.” Let’s not forget their names! It’s time to know our worth and move like the Kings and Queens we all are. There is royalty running through our bloodline and we are not what the media paints us to be. I am, and forever will be Unapologetically Black.

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Jahman Hill - White Heaven 

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