This is how I feel

My soul cries out for his touch
Love him so much; my stomach is filled with that feeling when you’re on top of the Ferris wheel looking at the city
Yeah, I feel high
He is to me what hope is to America
An unexplainable part of me that I need
I feel him when I feel nothing
His hands hold the bottom of me
And with a snap he finds the essence of me
Ya’ll he bad
Got me and I didn’t know I was had
Licks the core of my thoughts
Speak the same words when we talk
Looking in him I get lost
Between deep thoughts, Alpha stepping, loving, dedication, direction, determination, respect, honor, integrity, softness of mocha skin
Whispers that bury themselves within
Just a few things…. you feel me
What he is to me…. really I don’t know where to begin
About this man, my lover, my husband, my best friend.
I tell him this all the time but just don’t want my words to be letters together in the air
So I decided to write about the best damn man I ever saw
Lovely is what comes to mind when I look at the sight of you
You are who you are to me, and love me for me through me,
Makes me see me the way you see
You see, you are the epitome of a Black man
Understanding, giving, able to love me all taught from your father’s hand.
Got his mentality and stance
Hell, I honor the man for shaping you for me.
Had no idea he was preparing you for J.P. in 93.
When you touch me I instantly go to a place where you are
I can be in the depth of our love eternally.
Never felt like this
This love shit got me thinking and feeling differently about life
Man, it’s a trip even the things not to like I love
Like your morning breath taste sweet
Get lost in your lashes
Kiss the scratches on your back
Like how your fingers shaped
Take the memories of you wrap them up and with them I lay
Toss and turn in the thought of you
Moments we had doesn’t involve others, we have nothing to prove
I live to feel you again
You make me breathe in air
Like life out of water
Over mediocre bullshit other niggas provide
You change everything in me from your first line
Your smile
Your eyes
Your kisses
Your whispers
You
that lives in you has changed the me into a we
And I will never leave
I have never felt like this
You
I can just continue talking about this
Like light at the end of the tunnel
I keep moving
Like the definition of a woman I can live
Like promises from my father
I can hear
Like Love & Basketball love scene
Like Love Jones and Brown Sugar love theme
Like Color Purple freeing
Like Coltrane, Davis, Nina Simone vibing
Like Cool n the Gang, Gap Band electrifying
Like the emancipation of slaves librating
Like Amsted revolting
You make me feel tingles, tears, cuts, and hugs
You make me feel alive
I’m alive from the sincerity in your eyes
I’m living from a tickle tip down my spine
You a drug I will never recover from
You are an addiction I will never get through
You are a poem I will never conclude
You are on going
Ever living in me got me writing a whole different style of poetry
Went from writing he ain’t shit to He the Shit and I can’t live without it
Took me and in a month undone every cut every punch every other man gave
The SUPER in my life decked out in his Black and Gold Cape
My hero
Lifted me up to a place with nothing more than a kiss to my face
Lying on your chest is comfort to me
My thighs are pillows for your aching head
And I will be that bed for you
Lie down have you find peace in the deepness in me
I am your therapy
In love with the love of you
Can’t stand being away from you
Ain’t shit we can’t go through
Vulnerable and I’m o.k. With it
Cause I know you have your arms around me
The butterflies in my stomach are your fingertips.
I love you…