Backstage With Blankets,

That's how Fresh Love had us

Under the stars.

Burning Body Parts

And Dark Meadows of memories,

Of How our Skin Touched.

The Black Love

Of King Ajamu

And Lola.

Pain

Is a color if Mystery

Hidden to be Unraveled in the Riddles of Poetry.

But who has the time these days?

Zima and D' Marcus

To busy being 16th century slaves

Freefalling in waves of Style

We dream of that an Elite Woman

Beautiful, But Drowning Butterfly.