[COUGH COUGH]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS CHANT...
http://youtu.be/SRHC5xF1gs8
Off in the leaves of purple haired trees where we sit transfixed...
Third eyes shining in illuminated skies as inspiration rides the thermals ever higher... Ever higher.
Tapping at the base of heaven while living in an African hell...
Puffs of smoke dissolving into the nether realm where angels interdimesional exist
Tendrils draped pineal... Sparks of creativity ignited and razor sharp.
Sap of the ganja tree.
Stalk of the marijuana plant...
Buds and leaves rolled in White Owl Green.
Puff that thang and pass.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
[I HAIKU YOU]
She glistens wetlyI the tree catch her drizzleWe cum together
[SUGAR SHOCK]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...
http://youtu.be/0-isPgYBm14
African woman crosses my mind flowing like a chocolate river in Wonkas factory...
Oompa Loompa fantasies...
You know?
Midgets, licorice whips and candy chains.
Enough sweetness to make a diabetic fall into a coma never to be awakened except by a kiss from her sugary lips.
Melting into the syrup at the bottom of my depths.
Fuel for the adrenaline that gives I a man the srength to confront demons, monsters and evil men.
Her solidity my crutch and my candy cane...
Her colors the rainbow in skittle filled skies...
Drops of M N M rain...
In my candy land.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
[LIGHTNING FLASHES AND THUNDER ROLLS] HIGHLY EROTIQUE
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE... YO ASS BETTA LISTEN...
http://youtu.be/685RNoI6BqI
She stands in the rain as the water from the ocean salted sprays her face.
She smiles and he remembers why he loves her.
She says something and a bolt of lightning strikes the water of the sea and thunder's announcement drowns out her words.
He sees the line move as a crab pulls the line and he starts the overhand pull that his mother taught him on this same beach so long ago.
He scoops the crab into his net as she puts her arms around his waist from behind and he turns and sees the wild in her eyes and he kisses her lips before he licks them, tastes the salt.
Lightning flashes and thunder rolls.
He drops the net and the crab crawls free and makes it back to the ocean... A brief reprieve from the cooking pot.
The wet clothes that she wears cling to her body and her nipples push against the fabric of her shirt and he slides his hand under the cloth and he squeezes one of her hot nipples and she leans into him .
They are the only two on the beach and she slides her hand down into his pants and grabs hold of his dick and it stiffens under her soft fingers.
She strokes it and he responds by grabbing her ass that hangs from the shorts that she is wearing.
They move from the beach to the truck which is only about 25 feet away and he strips the wet shorts from her body and she pulls his down and bends over and takes his dick into her mouth and sucks it as he plays with her pussy.
The rain streams across them both.
Lightning flashes and thunder rolls.
He turns her around and she put her hand on the side of the truck and he sees her pussy hanging... the drops of water dripping off.
He slides into her and the match the tones of the rain when it drives they drive and when it relaxes they do to.
They fuck like this and their cries mingle with the storm as it rages around them.
When they cum it is strong and loud and he turns her around and kisses her.
Naked in the rain they hold each other.
He looks at her and there is no need to say what he feels for this woman.
It is evident in his eyes.
Lightning flashes and thunder rolls.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
[HAIKU JITSU] SUCCULENT SENRYU
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...
http://youtu.be/lnNsGKquqfc
We African born
Clay figurines wet with new
Fire in angels kiln
Burnt brass in our tones
Spiral naps map the cosmos
We be essential
She reborn as spring
I the summer, unleashed raw
We elemental
Your petals delicate
Glistening with passions dew
We two, become one
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
[YOU IN THE BASE AND DRIFTING IN SUNLIGHT]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE... PURE FYAH...
http://youtu.be/rAqrfV57XfY
Particles of your beauty drift in my memories shining like dust in filtered sunlight.
I reach out to grasp the essentially as it falls so gently, evading manipulation by using the currents of ether that are subconscious and psyche.
Your flesh and mine combined and refined at the outskirts of reality and fragile fantasies of us together once again.
To hold you as you light swirl and turn from dark to light flashing away into the shade.
A sweet fragment of a lost moment.
We but dust, reflecting on a ray of sunbeam.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
[DO THE MATH] DEDICATED TO DENISE OLIVER
THE MUSIC FOR THIS SCROLL... ALL WOMEN BETTER LISTEN...
http://youtu.be/Y6H_AT6wTz0
We...
You and I mathematically as we the children of the stars become the seed that grows strong trees in soil of equality.
Our grains black and fertile.
As the sun blazes 93 million miles away and washes our skin in ultraviolet rays that feed the melanin that is our connection to Allah.
As the moon hangs 238,900 miles in the mantle of a night sky and pulls at the tides of oceans and man.
As an ant is able to lift a hundred times his own weight and a spider casts his web and floats on thermal currents to populate new areas.
Pyramids erected pi precise standing as beacons, maps to space.
Our equation broken down into strands and spirals of dna which form the double helix and cause explosions on a cellular lever that become a new life bursting forth from mothers loins.
A cry that falls on the chromatic scale, urgent the call.
We...
You and I in the numbers of the alphabet that added and divided... Spit and dropped on pages and stages become our definition
Our souls black and fertile.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
