Love in the Air

He said excitedly, "...the sexy fun lady that I dream of". 

He said in reassurance, "I want you with every cell of my body".

He whispered "I am happy with you- I am happy to be with you".

He joked about me getting in his head to see how strange it is in there.

He said to me, "I have never been with someone that I align with to this extent".
"I am so much into you! I am falling more for you everday! You are the highlight of my journey!"

Are these not the clue needed?

To know he feels strong emotions?
Are these not the tell-tale signs of "love in the air"?
That there are strong passions and affections in there?

That without a doubt, he is under my spell as much as am under his?

That definitely no faking -no pretence, this is love, this love, this is love.

Ready I am as much as he is, to bask in the ambiance of these emotions eternally.

More than ready we are for this eternal happiness, where all we feel matter in this moment.

Say IT

I want him to scream and shout it

Like I do without shame

I want him to communicate it beyond his longing gaze

I want him to spit it out from his mouth and not his eyes

I just want to hear him say it to me
Gently softly as it springs from his soul

I say it, I write it, he feels it, he acts it

We tell each other in silence with no word needed

Does it have to be expressed to be real?

Is it not good enough to be felt, to be seen?

I still want to hear him confess to it

Or can it be that what he feels is not what it is?

Can it be that he believes not?

Or that in acknowledges it
Not when it is written all over him?

Those three words...

I say I love you

He acts I love you

I guess we are even

But I act it too, I melt in his presence

Like he melts in mine

Yes, I want to hear him say it to me

Whispering "I love you"

As he breathes it gently and deeply into my ears

Then we can be even truly

When I hear him say "I love you"

The Night of Deep Embrace

Filled with delight was my gaze upon your standing frame

The handsome slender frame of my Nubian knight

Grinning with abandon as I behold your 41 inches gorgeous locs

The lengths that got you named Damian Marley the Rasta

Reaching for your locs, I smiled

Remembering yours outshining mine

But I love the attention you get

I admire seeing the looks of admiration...
on people's faces, as they look and stare at you

They get to look, I get to touch

Touching those locs

Running my fingers through their entire lengths

Kissing them all the way up to your face

Outlining your face as I plant those passionate kisses

Holding you close as our mouth joined

Responding to the rhythm of  the incredible passion

The fierce passion surging through our bodies
Right there at that beautiful moment

Moving closer, closing all the gap as our bodies become one

Standing there kissing, caressing as if nothing else matters

Jotting back to life as we hold hands
And walk with our eyes interlocked

For we know what is next
We want what is next

we let the trance takes us further...
Into the night of deep embrace

Lovesick Insomnia

Lovesick insomnia got the best of me
I have not blinked since we parted at the symbolic grreen gate
Since that hard shared goodbye kiss
But I have shed longing tears
Tears of time wasted brooding about you going away
Tears of time wasted engaging in worthless fights

Lovesick insomnia has got the best of me
As I tossed and turned on the bed we share
I reached to grab and hold your naked body to mine
Alas, empty air was within my reach
Emptiness is all that is there...

This lovesick insomnia is not a waste
For it has helped me wished I hadn't loved you
For it has yet helped me realised why I love you
This moment has given me perspectives
I just want you to come back to me in one piece

The love that runs deep

Missing can sometime turns to sorrow

Love to hate

Sweet melody to dirge

Loving can sometime go unreturn

A passionate longing meets with a mere gesture of desire

Deeper affection runs on the surface of another heart

Selling your soul is not an option

Loving yourself is

The love of self that runs deep

That conquers all

Miss yourself

Love yourself

Sing a sweet melody to yourself

And let it run deep and true...

Where is the peace in love?

Where is the peace in love?

Why does love have to be filled with pains?

Where is that happy smile love puts on a face?

Where is that tingling feeling that soothings the flesh?

Why is my lover so dismissive?

Why is my lover so cold and distance?

Why should I love in vain?

Where is the peace in love?

Where is that happiness that radiates the soul?

The smiles ignited with undying passion?

Why has my lover make me cry?

Tell me, please tell me...

Where is the peace in love?

That Same Day

That same day you claimed you had so much work.

That same moment you had to leave crucially.

That same hour you couldn't wait to do wee-hours work.

She was coming to town!

That same night I was longing to hold you.

That I was hoping you would stay.

But you had to go and sort out the backlog.

She was here in town!

That same day I was wishing you had a safe trip.

You were probably still in town.

You claimed you were done.

But it seemed to be a big lie.

Or is it my imagination running wild?

That same second I was thinking of how busy you were.

That same moment you were so busy on your phone.

Losing concentration and missing our conversations.

You were all on your phone whatsapping her!

That same night I was all hung up on you.

Missing every minutes of you being away.
But away with whom? Doing what? And why?
If truth must be told, you hide something crucial from me.
Hiding is cheating, cheating is hiding the truth.
I am still waiting to know, why I am the last to know...
That your ex was in town!