LET THE OBSESSION BEGIN...
Forgive my intrusion into your day. But as I sit staring at the sky and Anita Baker in my ears, I contemplate the splendor that is you. When you are not here, I long for you to be. When you are here, I thank God silently and aloud for that blessing...You are the Bible verse that people always speak about, that book of Ruth that comes up in conversations. With every inch of melanin that composes my dark skin, every poem that has come from or will ever come from my hands or mouth, louder than I cheer for the Bears or Lakers,
I love you. I love you.
COME IN IT'S JUST ME AND YOU...RELAX, HAVE A GLASS OF WINE WHILE YOU BROWSE AROUND, LISTEN, PAY ATTENTION TO THE SOUNDS OF G.P.A.