I watched myself become spangled
With the rays of the stones glistening
In the underworld of your heart
Everything fit me, for the first time
I heard the bells of Aphrodite yonder
I felt the echo of the slave freed from the cages of the colonial kings
My eyes felt peace and showed veneration
I could look forward to love with rhythm and sceneries dipped in the early morning yolk of cerise pink. Amarula. And burnt cinder wood sunshine
I could bow before the gods that felt the religion in the intricate columns of my toes
Without relying too much on what came out of my mouth
No war between north and south
I could find you. And that alone could make me smile.
Monday, Tuesday through everyday
There was no degradation nor suspension,
And parents quarreled far less than was typical of themselves
I couldn't hear the disagreements portend to dark days on the horizon
My mind imbibed whatever came through the gilded labyrinths of my soul
And if mistakes don't haunt me, I could swear only your hand could fit there
You were me, and i was you.
And that alone can make
Without moving my body.
Because a world with you bby my side
Is a world of extraordinary things and strange feelings.
©Raeezjacobs. Poetry. 2013.