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Wednesday, April 27, 2016

(NATTY ROOTS LOVE DIVERSION)


(NATTY ROOTS LOVE DIVERSION)
THE SOUND... Please listen,
https://youtu.be/y12PlyjCXGA

We entangled grew from hard city streets... I would be king and you hypothetical queen as the world gave us its ass to kiss.
You young tight and fine and me sipping pineapple juice and wine.
We natty and so out of place... I felt you then and I feel you now.
Your face in the clouds, Each raindrop carrying your reflection.
My soul, my soul and wrenching roars.
We entangled as the days they fall away, a mark on the calendar, another year gone.
Cold, warm, hot and fall.
We the roots digging deep, we the branches bearing testament, life in our boughs.
We entangled and my love would feed forests, My love would fall from trees to provide food for thought to wandering tribes of our people.
Pollen in the air as I share my love with you... Take it, take it.
A shudder and a sigh.
I wiping mine eye as these linguistics causeth I to weep.
Begging, begging.
Entangle me...
Entangle me.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

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