MY OATH TO A STRANGER I

I can swear by the heavens

That I know him

Well I think I do…

I can swear by my dreams

That he once visited

Or the many times interrupted my thoughts

Making me believe in dejavu

I can swear by my dictionary,

Excitement-

Created a whole set of meaning

A fall of my breasts up and down

A swing of my waist

To unheard tunes of the past

To newly found rhythms

I can swear by my heart

That it indeed-

Plunged back to the deep sea

Back to the flames of doted lust

Back to the valley of the unknown

Yes I swear

And hereby oath

That I know him

Or do I?

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(to be continued)

DEAR MR. LOVERMAN...

As I see you think
As I let you predict
Yes I do think you’re attractive..
Who wouldn’t? 

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Physically...
Your hair
Your tattoos, the meanings
Your physique
Your walk
Your dress
Your eyes.
Your whole silhouette forms as I day-dream.

 
Spiritually...
I appreciate, admire
Respect that you at the least believe
Adore something like I do
A- many- supreme beings?
Something to give you peace of mind
Something to put you to calm
Something to control your fire as it gets outta hand I guess
But my dear love,
I also find it as a future issue
One way or the other
But we'll cross the bridge-
I dearly hope.

Intellectually...
A stir you've caused
It's great to know-
Awake is my faint-mind
Challenged
In a good way though.
Turns a page,
Flips another,
Listens to the commotion of day
Thinks.
Oh dear Mind- It's bedtime can we rest
Thinks.

Miscellenously...
Well my heart has spoken
I - can’t say ‘m being rebellious
I - don't understand
I - loves obedience...
But you Mr. Loverman,
You have caused a stir
A free spirit I am to become
I saw it as I let you predict...

But bear in mind Mr. Loverman,
There is a lot you'll learn too,
A lot before you strip me bare
A lot you’ll get to know
A lot before you worship me too
A lot to dump
A lot to nurture...

Xoxo,
Yours in Body, Mind and Spirit.

I'M MAN, MAN WITH WOMB

 

Clear your thoughts

I'm just man with womb
I'm womb-man
The "b" is silent-
Call me "woman"

(Don’t misunderstand though)

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Well-

The "b" is silent

But the "b" has voice

It speaketh power to all your actions

But wait-

I'm just man, man with womb...

I'm just wom(b)an

"b" for backward

That's what you say

What you term to "be"

Ideally that I cannot "b"come

So-

I'll stay backward,

Put the spine together,

Help you remember

Help you be inspired

I'll stay back-word!

Be the support

Be your back- rest, dear!

At the same time, you better get your shit together

You better continue going forward.

But wait-

I'm just man, man with womb

I'm just wom (b) an

"b" for beautiful

That's what you say

Click-Click

You get your images

Click-Click

I’m booty-ful

Wait, chill,

I’m "b"-you-full?

So-

I'll accept the term

Not termed on your "b"liefs though

Just beautiful- fair and just

Just beautiful- seldom in soul

A flow of love from me to you

Suppress all the evil kinda beautiful

Make you confident with your walk

Have the right diction with your talk

At the same time, you better get your shit together

You better be moving forward

But wait-

I'm just man, man with womb

I'm just wom (b) an

“b” for [that female dog]

Allow me not to censor this

“b” for bitch…

As much as you,

You want me to “b”-have

Take  my “role”

Stop the nagging

Stop the “b”-chin'

Stop shaming

Be the freak

Be the.. “B”

Wait I’m confused;

So-

I’ll get in touch with my inner “B”

I’ll keep you asserted

I’ll keep you smart

I’ll keep you savvy

That’s what I term bitchin’

And forget not to keep your shit together

Forget not to keep moving forward..

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But wait...

I’m just man, man with womb...

I’m wom(b)man...

And you can call me woman..