Friday, December 11, 2009

BACK TO BEAUTIFUL

The sorrow of missing Beautiful makes my head hurt
I hold back the salty liquid that wants to fall
And place focus on dissolving the knot in my stomach
An aching agony in search of relief to ease the disturbing thoughts of
Loss, defeat and grief
So instead, I travel BACK TO BEAUTIFUL-
Enters a bright remedy strong and soothing enough to open shuteyes
Knowing deep down inside that I have experienced a great gift
The gift of giving so much love and caring more than could be imagined
It’s in those moments that I travel BACK TO BEAUTIFUL
Back to the touch of his cheek to mine
The warmth of his hand as we would walk side by side
Our laughter in a melodic dance and tune
Intertwined with the sounds of happiness and magic
Back to passion
Beautiful had passion
Bringing me soup to bed as I lay weak and ailing
Singing songs to one another; loves expression in our own words
Best friends, Twin Flames growing to conquer the world
Beautiful really did feel so good
I travel BACK TO BEAUTIFUL-
Back to horseback riding on a warm spring day
Communicating eye to eye when there were no words to say
Reading each other’s mind with a slight quick glare
His scent lingering on my pillow and his fingers through my hair
His strong touch, guarding me safely and how our souls intertwined
The talks we would have on cold winter nights
I’d lay, as he’d hold me lending ease to my mind
Warmth
Beautiful’s warmth felt so good then
I travel BACK TO BEAUTIFUL-
Those summer afternoon water fights
Quiet Sunday morning pillow talks
Long and interesting Department store walks
Damn, Beautiful felt so good
The poetry read and written straight from the heart
Grown folk outings, wine dining and dancing
I travel BACK TO BEAUTIFUL-
Intentions of going to earths end to make Beautiful happy
Wanting badly to be pure and good to one another
Real Black Love was growing stronger and stronger
Taking shape as something unique and abnormal; but exciting and unstoppable
We truly could have been Beautifully genuine
Shared birthdays, shared holidays and the out of town wedding
Shared memories I can look back on telling me that
Beautiful is what it was and what it will always be
I will miss my Beautiful
I will miss it undeniably
This is why
I travel BACK TO BEAUTIFUL
Because Beautiful was for me,
Such a blessing!

~Honiee ’08

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