Monday, July 30, 2012

Before

I got happy when I heard him say
In another thirty minutes he'd be on the way
I had been patient more than a can admit
But I believed that one day soon would be it
I prepared myself for his arrival
From the simplest things to the fantastical
And when I had him in my sights
We drew nigh unto one another and squeezed tight
His lips are full the Black man kind
Kissing him is always on my mind
Spending quality time with him
Is my heart's desire for to me he's a gem
He did that, crossed miles wrapped in hours
To show up on my door step with living flowers

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