UNORDINARY FRIENDS

Unconsciously we’ve built that kind of bond shallow minds constantly fail to conceive

They were never made to but the great minds that do work hard to achieve it

They thieve at moments of their lives trying to sieve through the grains of people

And they wonder why compared to us, they come up with nothing but dust

Compared to us nothing quite as robust as the trust between two souls of one mind

We’re best of friends… best of the unordinary kind.

The relationship hard to find between chromosome X and XY but nothing quite as cumbersome

Maybe complicated sometimes but the thunderstorms come down as a drizzle

when we already dove into a sea of simplicity and hand in hand riding high on its waves.

Conversational lovers we are

Tumbling under sheets of words and ink

It was never really our intention to make invincible our sexual tension

Perhaps it was he or I who may have forgotten to mention it during our serial conversations of everything and nothings

That makes something out of midnight other than the clock striking twelve with me losing my slippers and a the carriage turning into a pumpkin

I have never had to be anything other than my tattered self with him.

Maybe because he’s just as shattered as me and shreds of our scattered selves sleep upon the same floor

And flatter the seemingly pretty walls that overlook us.

Birds of the same feather

Colorful and beautiful but ruffled altogether

Tangled until we bind

We’re best of friends… best of the unordinary kind.

Men have knocked upon my door and excused themselves in no time

‘Cause despite their best efforts to fill in the blanks they never could make it rhyme

Their profound diction and wordy precision regardless of how honest

Was never enough when effortlessly we could freestyle a thousand sonnets

Somewhere along the line I made you my pen

And I moved you to write beautiful poetry of pure love and unordinary friends

Till you got me in every sense and I you but you were never really mine

Afterall we are just friends, although the best of the unordinary kind.

I have often hoped for more

And more would be an epic folklore

But we may never stand together before an altar

And slide gold bands down each other’s fingers

However, the intensity of our forever simply lingers over the melodies of our favorite singers

As we make memorable and precious a lonely bench by just sitting and enjoying each other’s company there.

And in this moment I could lose all of the world, leave it all behind

Because the world is full of the ordinary and we’re a long way from its kind.

WHEN A WOMAN FEELS

When a woman loves it intrigues,
Her siblings, friends, colleagues
Her gracious warmth and care stands in a league of its own
And the loyalty that’s shown may as well be carved in stone.
When she says she loves you
She defends your life, honor and anything in between
And after motherhood with those emotions heightened
She cares a little more
Sees you a little differently
Appreciates you a little past when she did before
A woman who loves is a companion worth living for.

When a woman feels
She skips, she glides, she twirls
And like by the wave of a magic wand
She's turned into a little girl.
Daydreaming of kisses and someday becoming his misses
This is just an abyss of bliss reality sometimes dismisses
But when she begins to love a man the fantasy vanishes
As she embodies all her desires, dreams and wishes.
She no longer just wants to be his wife,
She becomes the pillar of strength he needs in his life
And his strife for success becomes hers as well
For when a woman loves there’s no story of endurance her voice can't tell.
A woman in love bears passion so intense she beams
and sometimes it seems a bit extreme
but behind closed doors it's what makes her scream.
He's never heard so loudly his first, middle and last names
plus that of a few supreme beings
a woman's love is the most passionate of all things.

A woman's heart breaks along with her body and soul
Her head aches as her mind loses control
Pieces of her shattered self know not where to fall
she feels everything at once yet nothing at all.
Numb-founded at the pain, dumbfounded at the idea of trust again
but she hides it behind eyes clear and white
without a single trace of the past teary nights.
And when the hurt threatens to trickle down her eyes,
She shies away and cries them dry till they once again tell the “I’m fine” lie
A woman broken-hearted struggles to live after she has died.

So hold her gently
Love her sweetly
Kiss her warmly
Speak to her softly
She likes to look tough but inside she’s as fragile as a child
She sometimes seems hardened but beneath as easy as a smile
Show her there’s nothing to be scared of
For it’s a beautiful thing when a woman comes to love
Tales in a thousand tongues can’t tell it well enough.

Inspired by Efo Dela's ars poetica: When A Man Feels [ http://t.co/HgpwfAmO ]

UNKNOWN

I sat knees folded on the edge of my bed
On the verge of crying out thoughts unsaid
Before me he kneels; his hands caught in mine
Eyes meet eyes, lips in line
The silence was all we heard.
We're about to break up or make up
Or lie in the familiarity we found in between
I saw in him the love and pain I felt in me
Apologetic over a dirty slate we both must wipe clean
He doesn't know how to, I can't seem to show him.
He spoke in whispers, the words barely leaving his mouth
But like a sixth sense I heard them even before they came out
He's saying goodbye without letting me go
I'm walking away greeting him hello.

In the middle we sit, together uncertain
The companionship is bliss amidst the hurting
If we're to leave here with nothing or all
Do we rise or fall beyond the curtain call?

We're a long road from the first kiss
And this feel of his lips on mine could be the last
Lest we dare to dare another genesis.
Leave us be or let us be more
Friends at heart, lovers at soul
Strangers in no place but the before.
Our embrace holds too tightly to tell
A hearty welcome or an agonizing farewell?

...SSSHHH

She said she wanted to do things to me that I normally wouldn’t

I mean she was a girl like me so really I shouldn’t

Right?

Or couldn’t I just for once ignore my golden rule and play it cool?

But who was I to ask?

My other girls would try to school me and boys would just drool

So I was lost in a pool of my own sexuality

Confused why her touch did not dissuade me from her advances

But rather left me amused.

I would barely even call that a touch

It was like the hairs on our skins slightly brushed

And desire shot through me like a wildfire

Building within a fever I’ve only known a man to inspire.

What was I to make of it?

What would become of forbidden lips pressed gently against mine?

Soft, wet: Just one kiss.

If men had bragged of the sweetness of this

And likened it to a virgin surrendering her chaste

What was to deny me a taste?

Furious from the uncertainty,

Yet curious still at the thrill of the reality of her standing a breath away

The status quo demanding I leave but my feet defiant enough to stay.

Unable to heel how I was beginning to feel

I let emotions tumble over like a cartwheel
My mouth, pursed, met hers

And then silence.

Dead silence.

Rhythm no more to my heart beat

Thoughts fleet,

Meaning no more to discreet as tongues greet

Silent excitement in sinful indulgence

She did as I pleased and with ease brought imagination to life

The men had been right; she was that sweet.

One kiss with her I would never forget

One girl, one secret I would never confess

Fenced safely in my conscience

That when all lies still I glance at that one chance I never took again.

I think of her and then…. Silence

………ssshhh

I SEE YOU

I see you.

In the still of the night when silence of your absence grips me, the thought of you trips me and I begin to see you in the times past and that which lies ahead
I see you in the scheme of circumstances when dreams of you haunt me till i wake and loneliness seems to hold me hostage in my bed.

I draw myself further from you but in my reflection I still see you and assume you are near
Objects in mirrors aren't always closer than they appear because I reach out to touch you and all I feel is thin air and a tear
Falling upon my cheek where your hands once grazed, I'm amazed I feel you more and once again you are here.
I see you.

I shut my eyes tight so I wouldn't but the vision only gets clearer
I sense your presence in every sense so intense
I'm convinced you've been sent to create a system error.
Oblivious to the reality that I shouldn't, I see you, the flower girl and the ring bearer
The bridesmaids and grooms men stand in a file while father takes me down the aisle, my face imprinted with a smile seeing you in forever.

I refuse to believe you're not the muse musician's abuse because I see you in every song that I can't help but sing along to
Words, hues combined in a lines paint a different view of you so I know this to be true
Why then do you deny to be being used when my playlist suddenly resembles a slideshow of you?

I see you.

When I stare up the night's skies and stars twinkle down like a sight for sore eyes and in each ray of light, I too see you in sunrise
In every breath and in every thought
In truths, unknowns and in wherever the middle lies
I see you in everything that is within and without, in everything found and everything sought.

I see you.

Do you see me?

HERE FOR YOU

I am here for you
Man in need of me; Woman.
Here to calm your heart and mind
Fatigued from building dreams
Your hands are callous from implementing schemes
I am here at your service
Here too soothe your insides
Starting from the surface.

I am in your midst
Man in need of my whisper
Hear my voice and withdraw from your undertakings
Listen while I verbalize waves of the ocean
Let the night breeze depart from my lips, through your ears
I demand that they seep through your brain and invade your thoughts
Sense my devotion, its forever yours.

No need to call out my name, Man
I am standing right before you
I see you in need of my touch
Aching and yearning; I feel it too
Body against body, heat against heat
Emotions evolve and elate in this physical battle
We both win, there's no defeat.
Escape with me, through me, in me
I'm your woman, endlessly.

Flawed man in dire need of my cater
Succumb to me as I have to you
Surrender your dark skies to me
And I'll return them to you blue.
I am here to replace the hurt
Erase the dirt
Feed your every hunger and quench your thirst
Empower me to complete you.

Wish for me no more for I have come true
Believe me Man, I am here for you.

SOMETHING ABOUT LOVE

I know about a thing about love
He wraps his body around me and holds my head at that place
That space right between his arm and his face
Leaves my ear pressed against his beating chest
I hear his heart's pace
I pull myself closer and on my head he plants a kiss
I kill off the world in a flap of eyelids
Its just us, nobody exists
There has to be a word for this
Is this bliss?
In his voice I'm thrown in a zone of my own
It feels so natural here
I must be home.
I must've picked out these drapes and painted these walls
Colours burst out like his laughter
I've roamed these halls
Portraits display memories, the opening and closing of every chapter
In each I find a girl in a woman, a woman in a girl
Both lost in a man and a possible happy ever after.

I know a thing about love
He took a piece of my soul
Filled the void with a portion of his and again made me whole
These feelings enslave me
They're projected in my talk, my walk
I feel like one when he calls me baby.
Everyday my smile sings of a new song
A new beat, a tune I ached to hear for so long
My emotions render me weak yet I've never felt so strong.
I know about that feeling when he's not there
My vision's suddenly impaired
And I hate my arms for its inability to draw him near
So I hold on to his lingering scent and replay time spent
Settled on my imagination, I'm content
For soon I trust he'll be here.
And when he arrives I cater to him
Like too much is never enough
Because I know about this feeling
And I believe this thing called love

SISTERHOOD

This love that I speak of involves no romance
No courtship, no first kiss,
Not the constant holding of hands
As we
Walkthrough the streets, stroll through our lives
Naah, none of that love at first glance.
Our minds have been fixated to
Love only between a boy and a girl
Now I know I’ve seen not much of this world
And my mind may still be in a twirl
But I,
Beg to differ
Cuz you see this girl is like my sister
And I miss her
When I’m not with her
Yes we have our differences
Differences that makes us similar
Cuz though we see the world through different eyes
It’s always the same picture.
These words come not only from my mind
But from the part of my heart
Where she safely lays
Love your neighbor as yourself
So the Good Book says
I’ve known to have loved her more than myself
On those desperate days
When it was
Too hard get up
Too hard to stand
Every step forward
Was like sinking in quicksand
But she made me laugh when all else made me cry
I’d hear her “hello” when voices echoed goodbye
She listened, when my problems, I told her
As tears fell free from my eyes she let me hold her
I was comforted not just by her hands, laps and shoulders
But the words she spoke,
With eyes closed
My burdens she helped me raise to our Heavenly Father
And at that moment I was better.
My lips, I found curled in a smile
Happiness,
A landof hope I had misplaced for a while
And from a child
I grew
Into a woman, I understood
The bond of sisterhood
Dies not on account of adulthood
Rejected not by the joys of motherhood
Matrimony, yes that’s good
But to my friend, I’ll still hold true
Cuz from my point of view
She’s God’s subtle message of ‘’I love you’’
Not many know of this love
That I speak of
This love that the Bible yearns to teach us
I’m a better person just because
I love her.
My friend my sister…