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Earth, Wind, & Fire
a tale of two lovers
earth wind and fire
jazz singer
all that jazz
tigress
Erotica
midnight’s shadow
hunting
a night in the jungle
get some
kiss and tell
scarlet fever
come first
the rain king
erotica
Between the Sheets
brotha’s and sistas
nearsighted
do you remember?
death of a playa
between the sheets
veteran
afterthought
Earth, Wind, & Fire
A Tale of Two Lovers
The smooth scent of incense hangs over the dark room. Thick curtains let a single line of sunlight penetrate the gloom. Like an umbilical cord penetrating a womb. Connecting him to a dream world where his fantasies stay. Directing him to the real world and a brand new day. He rolls over grumbles and blinks back the morning sun. His king sized bed has been missing someone.
And he has too...
Someone too good to be true
Someone who always knows what to do
And when and how
Someone he wishes he could hold right now
Someone to wake up to and grow old with
Someone to share his most precious of gifts
Sleeping alone in her hollow home. She wakes up to the sound of the dial tone. Full of fear because the sound is so near. But last night it held the voice of someone dear. She caresses the phone and holds it near to her breast. Wondering how long she will have to endure this test. Still she feels blessed
To have found someone worth talking to...
And sometimes he seems too good to be true
Because he always knows what to do
And when and how
But he can’t be with her right now
To hold her and tell her she’s the one he wants to grow old with
The one to whom he gives his most precious of gifts
Earth, Wind and Fire
Over a bottle of wine
We dined
It was a 3 course meal of body, spirit, and mind
Maybe it was the stars that were aligned
Or maybe she was just fine
But my heart was signed, sealed and delivered
When my way her smile shined
I felt my spine shiver
Cuz
She
Wuz
Cold
Colder than tadpoles swimming in the North Pole
She was rock and roll
But from sometime in the seventies
Plus she smelled heavenly
I had been dreading the
Nightmare I would face
When we first came face to face
You know how it is with blind dates
That Russian roulette of choosing mates
You can get burned
Like the fire that matches create
So we sparked a conversation
That led to months of dating
And physical relating on a whole other plane
Of existence
Then there was the persistence of my pulse pounding
Sometime as I was sliding into home plate
I realized that I`d been running in place
Because her flawless face
Couldn`t replace the hole in my heart
From an earlier shotgun blast
From the past that has that uncanny
Ability and speed
To catch up to you
Flip you off and make you bleed
From the need
To forget what she just told you
What she just told me was
Cuz
I`d been impersonating a player
In the most dangerous game
She`d be leaving me broken and lame
Just to start the same
Ol` same ol`
Conversation and weeks of dating and sexual relating