Sikiliza

the last time you and I  saw the night sky i recall our song  the wind sang. i knew it would be  the last time i saw you. i stayed up late  watching the rise and fall  of your gentle breathing.  in the morning  clouds yielded  to the sun’s reign  golden streaks of warm slowly licked its glow  across your face  and the bare of your neck just like the kisses  i planted there hours ago you stirred ....sighed and shifted... leaning back as though to bask  in that glorious light you were most beautiful then eyes shut mouth in your halfway smile my final gaze of you i pulled back slowly away peeling off you  off your warmth that wrapped me  when around you it was cold outside that day perhaps its the cold  of when you are not here... i hum to forget ...

the circling of your waist as I hold you to me  draws all my feels toying the strands of beads  wrapped around you in perfection i admit these trinkets  silently stirs my yearning  of you each time your close but dreams  remain unexplored as i pull back  slowly and reluctantly  from your embrace  return my mask to obscure the waves of unrequited desires.

The gift of each sunrise by your side  is hovering over your bare skin planting 1,000 kisses all over you  So as you rouse from the webs of sleep.... you feel loved and wrapped in my attentive affection  to keep you warm, safe and adored throughout this and every day.

Do you know the countless ways I feel when I think about you.... Let me list some but only ten ... ten because...my ten fingers are free but only for now; and   can only count so far before they ache for you..So let’s begin with... One ...when you look at me, gaze locked.... and your soul recognises my soul. Two ... I knew I was yours once your tiny kisses traced my bare skin my goosebumps standing to attention on cue to her Queen...You reign over my mind my body my soul...the one who conjures these delectable shivers that wash over me at the mere thought, caress or ravishing of me..... but I digress are we still counting?...Is it... Three already because I am now overcome by these exquisite waves at the suggestion of being reunited in your arms soon... what is the meaning of life in the absence of your smooth dark ebony arms to fold myself into..?!! Ohhh but then again I can think of .... Four ... the number of times I un...

self-portrait, 2019 What a year, many highs many lows and so so so many things to be so grateful about. Quite a coincidence that a lot of my pause and reflection moments are at the tail end of the year...I just wanted to share with you some of the musings I have been pondering about...particularly on this radical idea around Love. .. Love needs understanding... cultivating an understanding of oneself.. one’s desires and extending this to our beloved; an ardent pursuit of learning their needs, their passions and easing of their suffering. Love should  bring joy and everyone is worthy of experiencing happiness.   Love  led me to recognise that it is not always the case that one is within reach in day-to-day life with our beloved. Their absence does not ever lessen the immense Love that exists in our hearts.   One of the most difficult things I am still grappling with is the awareness of the deep hurts we rack up inter-generation...

My lover gave me a gift She gave me - her time, A gift she has put in my path without constraints…. She gave me - her hands Her touch heals even the most broken parts of me…. She gave me - her smile That melts through the hardened pained parts of my soul   She gave me - her life, her love, her indulgence In bounty My lover gave me the expansiveness and the patience to let me be to feel enough to be unconstrained and unrestricted by rules, fear, conformities My lovers deep trust in my methods, my ideas, my randomness, my spontaneity, My lover pride of me…her love that erased any shame I bore as baggage My lover who made me feel enough; special, needed My lover who demonstrated to me that love is those small priceless bits My lover, my lover …my love…my life.

Let me look at you, bathed in this morning light I bask in your radiance, it fires my soul... Let me feel your skin, trace fingers so lightly   Escape into your liquid sleepy ebony silk.... Let me hear your voice purr waking up slowly  pleasure waves jolt all my goosebumps   Let me taste you over over and over again I always thirst for you ..fidgety at these delicious thoughts..... Let me soak the scent of you to fill my lungs Coursing inside all of me as I breathe, in a slow smouldering burn   You fire up all my senses my love   So.... reach out your hand out to where I am... As the sun tongue licks our glistening dark skin Feel me waiting warm and ready... I exist for   your   love rays     and   sunshine All we need is for you to lean in   And trace a trail with your kisses on me... Mark me and make me yours Here.. here and here ... then ... breathe.... ...