Love Stains

I’ll bet you’re my One of a kinda King
& see...I ain’t no bettin’ Queen
yeah... I birth Love
that All My Children grow up...losin’ the worth of...…Her
in these hella-Days of Our Lives
&..... I’d bet you a Chocolate caramel-twist filled embrace,
topped by a Multi-Rose petalled delight kiss,
on the juicy lips of your face....
You....
one of a kinda Lover, withIn the dreams of My Soul ….

See.... like Wombman contracted you
&..... you knew what wonder Love could do....
You One of a kinda King
to... get close enough......
see.... My Key’s of invisibility
& as I missed your soul passing me by,
living life
you passed mine by,
living life
in the midst of looking for what we are...
…..Love
“Love”
…..it had always been withIn us each
& lovin & embracing me
You reached...
&... I felt a tug inside
as your essence feels me.... with flutters, giggles & glee...
bypassing the scars and wounds
that locked my heart’s exterior room,
entering from withIn,
felt, not seen
inside.....

so I’d bet you..... for free that is,
as Love gives....
on that Chocolate necked kiss of bliss,
you delivered.....drift....Ing
in the wind’s breeze,
creat...Ing the joy in my soul...
call...Ing me into the rhythm of the dancing trees,
swaying into your soul’s embrace,
while Us two dancing rivers of hearts overflow lovin’ ….
spillin’ every bit if All, cuz we replenish Love like
like....Love
giving Love’s blood transfusions,
lover to lover, we gallop in the wind
inhaling one another’s breathes
I tickle your King Soul,
with the laughter you brought into my heart,
feather tip, softly whispering my fantasies, desires, dreams, & fears....
into your Soul’s ear,
burying it All into a burrows deepness....
the Beings of Our Love’s Safety,
where Our heart lays at rest

I tell you
I’ll bet you, like I know that love is free,
if you found entry here...with no external entry
You’re my One of A Kinda...
My Soul King
Queen say…..hear Me (Love)....humming your name in melodic tones
throughout moments....unconsciously conscious...
we be reMixing Lover’s moans, in obliviousness of any
on….
into no time…no space,
as you feel me,
withIn the warm atmospheric pressures...
my Beloved King...
I’ll suppress the pains of your past
protecting your heart with a Warrior’s Love
& all that’ll remain are the permanent stains
Stains that real lovers try to eraseeee.
Erase....
E
R
A
S
E.....ing
creating holes where Love use to live
& we lovers peer through holey hearts,
using our resentment, anger and pain as shields,
wearing masques....peering through
not to be shattered, torn, nor scorn
until….
Real as You & True as Me...
as Love just Is.....don’t see...Feel Me?
as She does ...Oh Love....what it is She does...
“Love”
steppin’ inTwo ….filling hearts…
...again
feeling.....filling…mending….caressing permanent stains
into lessons and wisdom we’ve now gained
the voids...
the scars....
the realization takes home.... inside,
occupying the heart’s house...We Rise
Creating Her home ...here
fertilizing with wonder-Seeds....
And. And....
I’d bet you, just like I’d bet the freedom that Love Is...
You’re Uniquely created....My One of a Kinda King
entering from withIn
raw. fresh. an unStained Love starts
“This time We win,”
says Love.

© 1/25/13 (Mbali) LeTisha.Woods

Ambrosia Love ~Spoken

Ambrosia Love

~plastering the wounds of Her,

with overflowing affections of HimSelf

~feathering His fears & bruises,

with Her wing’s delicate embraces

~He lifts Her high,

supporting the indescribable Queen She Is…

enamored in the bows of Her dark, brown eyelids,

as they close, then reveal their moons,

consuming all of Her pain…dreams...Her wishes,

loving the fullness of Her lips,

the vibration of Her hips,

to Her sugar-coated, warm breaths,

that touch His soul,

with the richness of truth

~she picks Him up,

elevating the King that’s undeniable,

adoring the midnight depth His eyes speak

& soft lips don’t surrender,

inhaling His pain…hopes…His desires,

admiring strength in the width

of his broad, chocolate, shouldered protection,

the command of His stance,

to his nectar flowing ardent breaths,

that brush Her soul,

with the gentleness of the truth

~she blankets His King Soul,

~He cloaks Her Queen,

as they implant mutual Soul therapy

and pleasuring needs,

~WithIn Soul vows~

of ancient friendship, devotion & honor

for lifetimes…

~They are~

One sweet, flowing, Ambrosia Soul

© LeTisha.Bowie 12/22/12

MasterKey

as chunks of my heart have been chizzled away, I stand

no longer wondering how or why, as my tears dry,

I know that pieces have been chipped, but not stolen, I stand

having never understood all the wrongs

& knowing I’ve never been perfect, not singing that song,

after doing my best & giving my all

realizing it still never seems to catch the falls

Eye stand now, knowing Eye hold a key

& as wisdom elevates, so does the tissue protecting Eye Am

there’s access & a passageway leading to my heart

there are keys some grab, trying to possess…to own

gaining entry, leaving scars, lost hope & broken homes

Soul Lovers value gems, when found,

holding Masterkeys when obtained,

gaining power which stands all, to hold what’s been gained

there’s no longer an external entrance, in which My MasterKey holder can enter

you may have had temporary entry to leave cracks, tears and scars,

but any home taken again, entry comes from within,

having to possess a Master Soul of the Art of Her, the Art of Hearts

a skeleton key that’s only reached from within me

I’ve found here holds my power to stand

To demand a friend- Eye Am, A partner- No spam

There is no I or U in us or we, It’s only found in UnIty

If you happen to reach My Soul….there are treasures to hold

for I found them seeking within mySelf….

sifting the books of peace, compassion, life, love, strength & endurance,

on the shelves of my heart, still firmly grounded by ancient roots,

no entry fee….just a deep invisible Key, with no exterior entry

Seeking within….revelations of Self, finding not the heart of stone,

I thought had taken home, but a still delicate one… guarded

with no visible keyhole, because the entrance is within

…..holding dear….cherishing and caressing true friendships,

holding dreams, hope, life, ReBirths,

secrets no longer easily revealed,

no longer willing to be trampled, like week old road kill

if no one ever holds the Skeleton Soul Key to Me,

allowing them to take me places where words don’t exist,

knowing the Heart & Soul, possessing power to flow into all places,

channeling love unknown….

& where I “vaporize your fears, caress your worries, gent-kissing softly,

whispering your pain into obliviousness, neckling you mindless of blues,

into clues of nothingness….. interlacing Our souls

like grandma’s soft, moist, chocolate-chip batter concoction

Together- soul matter

soul and mind are all that matter

In the midst of our imperial hearts interfusion

we’ll make soul love magik

making lies truths

nonbelievers into apprehenders”

until then, My Heart ‘s held knowing life holds enough pain of its own,

to allow careless affliction upon MySelf

over & over, without a care in the world of the seeds they’ve sown….

until I feel your kiss from within My Soul,

catching My breathe, with cherish

King enough to shoulder my tears, peeling back the sky,

showing me Me

then I’ll know you’re In Here

Until you possess The, I know your key doesn’t fit My Heart

© LeTisha.Woods 10/5/12

Later On

After we turn off our lights, there is no doubt

our temperatures are high, the music is low

you’re so close to me, my pulse is in my throat

and you kiss it, catching my breathe

I feel the race in your breathing, beating rhythmically to my neck’s pulse

Our body’s steams are rising, still moist from shower foreplay

And we’re sensually aroused & tickled, by our inner-teen lover attraction

undeniably under the covers, taking my time,

as I ran my fingers tips down your neck,

down your chest to your man-line,

feeling your nature rise,

lifting the sheets & greeting me with the same smile on your face,

and with it, you caress my lips, with everlasting passion & kisses…

as desire sets sparks for flames,

as we twelve-played, cuz we knew we were ready,

we slow rolled it & stroked it with the motion…..

we savored scents, tasted loving, chocolates & creams,

fulfilling wild dreams, answering moans & screams,

finding there was more than one candy-licker in da house…

Whimpers & cries were the melodies of our souls,

love you’s & hi’s….introductions of a future to hold…

After hours, loving a Queen & loving a King…

The reality of what true lovin’ means and loving one another in it…

Later on

© 1//3/12 LeTisha.Woods

closed chapter

gliding in smooth sailing, on your cheap straw broom,

you swept me clean off my feet,

I thought we were drifting on a gentle breeze,

as I floated along your cavity full of lies,

& I’ve paid in full,

with cash,

ass- & mostly pieces of my soul & heart,

from the start,

I laid it out & open,

giving my everything,

spread my wings, sharing my days,

as I listened to your stories, all dazed,

your promises- watching your ways,

all the while being played gently,

like and acoustic guitar,

strings plucked lightly,

delivering a beautiful love story

treated like a Queen in them early days,

I was…

In a house, I thought was a home…

Yeah- I felt I dwelt in a mansion,

even though,

it was nowhere near, what my heart had shone….

then like crunchy, chocolate, chip cookies,

my life’s droppings crumbled downward slowly,

as if being enjoyed….every lil piece of my soul,

bit by bit,

love, home & you…

lies slippin’ in & out…

no longer sticking together like glue,

we use to…

as you’d forgotten hugs- that weren’t sincere,

the I love you’s that were no longer spoken-

but if ever true, could never be forgotten,

long eve’s together, became long nights alone,

quick calls, now taken in lower tones,

sweet voices & gentle touches…

now quick & quick toned…

“This isn’t a dream, but a nightmare!” I scream

what in the hell went wrong?

you said… “You will always be a part of the life we will share”

then, suddenly!

I look up…

and know you heart is no longer here nor there,

I know you no longer care…

just stopped you a second, out of your busy day

to give you a few words, before you’re on your way

I have no more time to spare, on useless attempts

….already wasted years, on an ol’ school wannabe pimp-sta

I have no more tears,

I’ve figured you out,

I loved you….You lusted me

We’re unequally yoked…

We’ve fallen apart, not out of a love,

that you were never in…

you can now take your ol’ broom,

jump it, and go for your spin,

there’s no need to talk, no more time to spend..

I’ll give nothing else of me,

I’ve paid an expensive fee,

the last of my energy wasted on you…

Is to say,

My spirit wasn’t created for abuse; or to be ruled.

This chapter of my life has been closed; I’m no longer your fool

© 8/2012 LeTisha.Woods.Bowie

Beast love for My Sistahs

“But he really loves me”

Mmm hmm…you don’t say

“he does a lot for us”

he just may

“I’m just tryin to save my faml’y”

and at what price do you pay?

“he is tryin’”

by leavin you alone every otha day?

Imma tell you what price!

Your body!

in more ways than in and out your yoni

with the milk you’re breastfeedin your babies these morals honey!

By washing their heads of common sense you should borrow

from them…

 you should gain it, so you all have a tomorrow

demand freedom, not another form of  a woman’s mental slavery

thinkin Self has to be submitted, for love to be gained

if that’s the target- hell don’t even aim

 tryin to care for yo self and kids on a po’ mans pay

allowin’ him  in and out of you, leaving who knows what in your bay

droppin in for a day, a lay, spittin’ I love you’s  and he out again

on his way

“I’ve been treated worse” you say?

Who gives a damn ?!! that means you’ll accept house play

You wanna foreva carry your broken heart’s past on a crutch

 Just because he playin the game a lil betta- I’m getting a head rush!!

Cuz he “say” he give a damn, instead of shut the hell up

And cuz every now and  then he come by,

holla at the kids and give you a feel up

Sistah getcho guts up!

You’re afraid of losing him and he’s the best you’ve eva had

don’t mean he’s the best- don’t even qualify for the test,

much less the position

It’s because you don’t know your worth and it makes my soul sad

Hell I’m  mad!!!

watchin you sitting, waiting on the petty dropplin’s of your tolerance

of the imitation of  love

hell you livin the imitation of life

hoping your boy will soon grow into  manhood

seein he aint a supporter, lover, dad, father nor friend-

he ain’t a man

can’t believe you pretennnnd-ing

to fall for his lean-trying to conceal as a stand

I’m lookin atcha bound to a quad -tied rope,

like a fiend, waiting on her next hit of dope,

even if it’s on borrowed time, and may devour your soul

jus cuz the last piece of shit was no betta than the 1st

you acceptin this cuz he roun mo often,

lilke you don’ gained surplus

stealin the rest of your joy, your power, your being

you don’t need an individual to make You!

start diving into the love of Your Inner Self!!

…the truth that You know, within the depth of Your Soul

if they ain’t for your best

You’re worth more than settlin for less

cuz you can’t expect you ain’t gon be his toy

and a boy ain’t gon’ play games with your mind-

you uphold it this way

its like a child taught no standards ….one without any rules

they do as they please…..jus as they choose

your words don’t mean a thing

 they’ve learned to play your emotions,

 like a pro on a crap table

give hugs, kisses to drown your bitchin’

flowers and candy to cover their screw ups

and you trying to think of how to butter up their burnt toast

and there you go

“It’s Ok, I know I need to better, it will get better” “We’ll be OK”

I guess you left the toast in too long,

when you were wonderin why he didn’t come home

&

Two days lata you drownin in tears

He doing shit his way, like he has for years

Same ol’ replay scratchin’ your heart

My Sistah are you ready for a raw start

Off with his ass

Find YourSelf

and a “Man” will find you

Jus cuz you been caught up with boys

and this one’s a bit better than the last

don’t give you an excuse to continue to be nobody’s ass.

It’s just a character you playin’

tryin’ to fill two roles

Ain’t a thing sweeter than the love of a Man,

who is too old to be figurin  Manhood out

waiting to seal the scratches of your heart,

from fools past

cuz He’s buried those routes

Know YourSelf

Step up into Your Inner Queendom,

you deserve more than he will ever know.

Urth Eagle

© LeTisha.Bowie 7/13/12

Do ya know what I mean? Everythang that glitter ain’t gold; a house is to have; a home is to hold.

I tell ya I don’ need glitter & all da precious gems dat gleam

Dat my heart’s desires are simpla’ than man’s physical means

Do ya know what I mean? ……

I see you….

…..lookin’ thru yo beautiful, mystifyin’, black onyx eyes,

into your garnet, Jagged Edge’s heart’s window,

blowin’ love’s songs thru  

melodic sharp painful tunes

of a deep hidden past,

mufflin’ secret melodies,

like they’re ya last

I see da love dwellin’ deep inside!!

Let me in!!!

There’s no longa da need to hide behind fear and pride

for fear of surrenderin’ yo’self again

…..holdin’ memories of a theft gon’

 of the breakin’, the enterin’ and shatterin’ of yo  precious heart

don’t go lookin’ in the same place ya starrrt--ed

where she stole like a pirate, from the places I’m tryin’ to fill

robbin’ yo riches to complete her po’ self

with the everythang that money or jewels can’t purchase-

Eye am the woman at yo side

Are ya gon take this ride

I’m yo Queen, You my King.

….you don’t seem to comprehen’ these things…

that You My Milk Chocolat’ on Valentines Ever’Day,

My Diamond heart wrapped aroun’ my finger….

I see ya, I feel yo trepidation,

But yo mind seems to carry yo heart in diverse directions.

gotta play it hard as a steel nail

I’m not gon try and break into yo shell

cuz love is free, I thought you knew

else I’d be that thief in the night,

Stealin’ yo jewels

When I tell you my emeralds grow from Mother Earth’s trees

Can ya feel me?

Do you grasp what I mean?....

ain’t a thang wrong with buyin’ gifts –

It’s like dessert

not required to fulfill, at times fulfillment exceeds the desire,

But it’s a sweet topping still

Hey babe, I’m sayin’!!! ….beans don’t buy love……

Ice cream ain’t gon replace no meals,

Rubies don’t climb life’s hills,

Sapphires don’t pay bills,

topaz, wild fresh water pearls….

….all are rare, as true love that last lifetimes

…but my neck can be bare ya see

& you and I shouldn’t have a care

& true free soul love from da depths of our beings,

dat radiates thru-out us,

suppressin’ all other thoughts and feelings

is all dat we have……

Material thangs can’t climb mountains!!!

Love will.

Hand in hand, we’ll watch sapphire rivers from topaz lands,

drinkin' ruby wine,

conversin’ on jade grass,

discussin’ houses that ain’t really homes

I’m just tryna speak of some thangs you may not wanna comprehend…

Many sparklies come dressed up as pretennnd-ers,

in fancy disguises, looking like 24k

to brighten your one day

& you may choose to find just what you seek

tryna fill da shoes of a house ya can’t keep

I’m wondrin’ if you hear my soul speakin’ when I ask….

It’s cuz what’s a question today, will soon be a fact

…..leavin’ a peaceful home, for a house of stones

Yo’ ass gon be lone

Someone else gon’ figure home and love out,

embracin' what you left for a house

Everythang that glitter ain’t gold.

Urth Eagle

©LeTisha.Bowie 7/11/12

Love Games

  Love Games

You said, “Wait and see what happens”

I’ve been here heart completely- from the 1^st Chapter

Through your games

Through your changes

I stood

Loved Me like the Queen I am….you “did”

Gentle touches,

Butterfly kisses, and

Firefly glowing eyes;

My helium heart did float- in the 1^st Chapter

….as the pages begin to turn,

so did your games

What I thought was true love,

I, now, know was just the 1^st inning, for you….

What you didn’t know was…..

“With My heart, you get no strikes”

You surely did hit a homerun, though, hunny….

when you struck Me with that fake bunt,

……Just to reel Me in

Your fish I “was”, but, I didn’t bite your hook for long.

I realized, quickly, that I was dealing with artificial artifacts.

….and I spew you out like a pregnant Mama in Her 1^st trimester,

as you had begun to sicken My soul….My being…

before we even began Chapter 2, I slammed that book shut!

Discarded it!

I was beginning to breathe easily,

when you tried again,

tried to use your old key;

the one I knew, no longer fit into my life,

thinking that the locks remained unchanged

a foul, bitter taste of bile came northward my throat…

touching my taste buds, ever so slightly.

just the thought that you would approach me once more with your game,

only this time My heart is harder…stronger…

I am wiser.

even now, you come half-steppin’ with your broken bat,

and same ol’ plays.

I swallow My spittle and smile….

Knowing that I’m not playing or buying your tickets this time ‘round.

I refuse to allow you to play My heart like a softball…

Play with My life….My children.

I’ve grown….your actions show that you still haven’t.

I “see” that you’re still blinded,

holdin’ on continuously to your “friends” and youth vs teaching them.

The refusal to gain wisdom…to increase internally in life…

Saddened by you….I can still smile,

thinking….

thinkin' of what My heart would have given,

what My soul would have shared and wrapped into you….into us

Yeah….saddened, but Free

Free….I am to know that we deserve more

Exhilarated, because of the lessons I have learned…

The strength I have gained, giving me to power to say,

Hell No.

The End.

© ~Urth Eagle Tisha 1/10/12

“Lovetransformstipulations”

Lovetransformstipulations by Urth Eagle

Black Queen She

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