She embodied the souls of Gil Scott, Maya and Giovanni.
Intellectually spiritual,
we'll call her Bonnie.
Beats, rhymes and life flowed
through his blood.
There was hip hop in his stride.
Spiritually intellectual,
let's call him Clyde.
At their best when apart.
Together they created a beautiful mess.
A union without boundaries,
a love deemed as notoriously reckless.
Sunday, April 15, 2018
Ride or Die
Ballin' A Short Story
A Short Story
The day began with an ultimatum.
He was forced to decide between an us or a them.
Completely oblivious as to how its gotten this far.
He grabbed for his gym bag and headed for the car.
With keys in the ignition,
he couldn't believe all the accusations his wife had just mentioned.
Looking up in the rearview he caught the image of his own reflection.
And drifted away back to the day he promised to be her protection.
It was the first day of high school when he first laid eyes on her-- she was short and petite.
Standing a foot shorter than him,
she was covered by his godlike physique.
It was an instant connection as if their souls were destined to meet.
Best friends turned passionate lovers, wasn't long before their hearts ba-boomed at a synchrony beat.
Life as it does began to move along fast.
The decision to choose universities presented them both with different paths.
As star point guard he was becoming the best at his game.
Success, riches and guaranteed offers of fame.. yet at the same time this beautiful being he desired to give his last name.
For awhile it was good, he was able to manage it all.
Starting a new family and maintaining his passion for basketball.
Then gradually over the years the quality of his home time became less.
And each time she brought it to his attention the more it added to his stress.
A large house, cars, and all of the latest toys.
He couldn't understand how doing what he loved didn't bring his family the same joy.
The longer he sat parked in his driveway.
The sunset delivered memories of his favorite days.
Vividly he relived each and every smile.
Like the one his bride wore walking towards him down the aisle.
His, the day of his son's birth when he officially matured into a man.
And on the first day of school when his daughter refused to let loose of his hand.
In the brink of the moment came on the patio light.
Looking down at his jersey, he knew he had to make things right.
A champion with rings but none more important than the one that came with vows.
A decision was made-- an end to his internal whats, whys and hows.
Depending on who's playing to some ball may be life.
But in his game of love and basketball no one will ever take place before his children and his wife. -Infinity
Wednesday, April 11, 2018
Monday, April 9, 2018
Say Cheese
Certain cultures believe that a photo can steal a piece of the human soul.
While this one now teaches us to willingly give ourselves away.
To do it for the gram,
in hopes of a shot at 15 seconds of fame someday.
Begging for attention just to be mentioned.
Maybe it's a lack of love or esteems,
Or we've created a new myth that believes this is what we must do to fulfill our dreams.
Sunday, April 8, 2018
Couples Retreat
They wanted to try things a little differently.
Pulling up on the scene,
she was determined to take a break from their monotonous routine.
Blindfolded,
he could hear the sounds of her stilletos against the concrete.
From the car to the hotel room she guided him to take a seat.
Down one sense,
she stripped him of two others.
Hands tied and mouth covered
she denied him of all his druthers.
Literally scared stiff he stood fully erect.
Completely turned on by not knowing what to expect.
Growing more comfortable she likes this new game.
Confidently declaring "I'm gonna make you scream out my name."
A good girl gone ready she wanted to feel so much more.
To go from a lady in their everyday to tonight being her husband's whore.
Craving to feel him feel her she gently began to peel away the tape.
And all weekend long this couple enjoyed a much needed erotic escape.
Saturday, April 7, 2018
Slow Jam
New lovers,
these two
vibing off the sounds
of old tunes.
Pulling her close
in her ear he
quietly croons.
Familiar souls,
these two
nostagically swept away
by the cadence of the beat.
Reminded of the day
they were fortunate
enough to meet.