Loves Last Word

Sweeter than the burgeoning
breath of this here relative life
A kiss before a wardrobe of bandages
where injury appears most slight
Subtle as a rise & shine to the
stanza of harmonic curves

Loves last word

Moving as the gospel of orifices
assembled with a sax that blows mo better
Charismatic as a distinguished masculinity
That can’t be deterred
Know he gone win her
Determined as a visionary of change
standing on the verge

Loves last word

Where ancient is our village
Chilluns raised to believe
It ain't in the size of their body
Beauty can be evident no matter
what size you be
Use the power of benevolence
All your enemies perturbed

Loves last word

Obliging as a brother man’s promise
Solid, you can get behind
Gratifying as rhythm stirring groove
pheromones
Playing one more time
Sparring with the ravages of heart break
Inner solace show mercy
Intently submerge

Loves last word

Sage like the remote servitude of
great grand mama’s kind but beaten hands
Bold like the stripes of a street dancer
bending limbs to his native command
Gazing like I want him to surrender to me
with soulful voice in abstractions ardent
and succulent yet heard

Is…loves last word




Mandika's Plate 2008