radio poet, songwriter and afro house lover)
July
I will wait to share my heart with you. To celebrate our union. To feel the comfort of your skin. Body and soul adjoined in our communion. I will await the comfort of your lap as birds whispers in naked trees. You are cinnamon tree in which rain purification is tropical. I will wait for you my love. I wait on bended kneels
your works left me in awe. dont you stop