The Black Man
You were once an angel,
You could never hurt a fly.
Now, your words prick my skin,
living my mouth with bile.
I woke up to your messages every morning,
Now waking up has no better meaning.
Your face was my morning medicine,
Now I can’t go to sleep, for I fear I’d see you in my dream.
Some days you can be sweet like a full bottle of fine red wine; a taste of sweet Calamondin.
These days, you’re sour and bitter like drugs, but you’re a drug I’ll never stop taking.
You’re my muse,
If only you knew, how perfect you are to me.
You are beautiful in a way that makes it hard to forget,
Beautiful like Ameerah Al Taw-eel,
I could never get tired of staring at you.
I’m laid up all night,
Painting images of your naked body in my head.
And I’d give anything, for these imaginations to become reality.
Out of curiosity, I want to see the art you’re made of.
How you’re carved like the chocolate tower, that you are.
With that chunky body, dripping finesse.
So forgive me, if I put unsolicited thoughts in your head,
But that’s not what it seems, I just love to examine my art sculpture bit by bit.
You are pleasing in a way that avouches of vulnerability,
Like a flower is kept alive, when a small drop of water touches it,
You’re water, you’re so gentle yet significant.
And maybe your eyes have secrets hidden in them,
That your smiles, cover-up in a tiring curve.
But maybe I could hug you,
Hugs are enough yeah?
Then I could hold you until you feel better, till your fingers stop shaking and your palms lose this feeling of numbness.
I just hope I always write you the right poems.
And that my word, may be able to comfort you when it’s all been said and done.
If only you could take my eyes,
And see for yourself how perfect(ly) I see you,
Then you’ll realize, why you’re my muse.
Music reference: A muse by Dvsn.
Listen here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R98nW-TfTIk
About The Writer: Ikilizi Mefue (Mae) Shekinah is a writer and content creator from Edo state, Nigeria. She loves to read, write, sketch, and design. Mae values her solitude and is in search of the truest way to express her feelings without inhibition. Twitter and Instagram @theikilizigirl. Email: Ikilizishekinah@yahoo.com
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