Seasonal Intuition

Beautiful like mahogany trees
Sacred to the Dominican Republic and Belize
You remind me of summer shades
Royal sunsets
Sweaty nights
And
Shit.
I just really love the summer time.
Maybe I just love
You.

Early Summers

Summer must
Have
Come early as shit
This year
Sitting outside in the rain
Thinking I've got a couple of more months
To gain
Speed
Thinking that's all I really need
But it's only March
And by the dead heat of summer
You probably will have already moved on
But you'll remember me
With every winter
That blooms into spring
Being sprung enough
To only want
To be your
Summer fling.

Rhode Island Avenue

Nike boots
Black yankee fitted on
Strapped
The length of my shoe
Remember my stance
Even when I'm gone
And how my silhouette
Looks on the wall
Parallel to the window in your room
Casting shadows
Demanding moans
Vnecks and boxer briefs
Semi sweet barbaric dreams
Made on pillows
With your undergarments tucked beneath
Have me
Laced and strapped
Just remember me
Please.

Those who remember

Sometimes I steal
I steal the works of others
From the workshops I attend
Because their work has
Inspired me to gyrate my pen

And those who remember know---

Sometimes I lie
I tell my mother the poem
I write are based solely
Off an imagination
More vivid than the world
To a new born

So those who remember know how---

Often times I forget
To say thank you.
I write to make her forget
Poems to cause the ducts to overflow
I write poems to spark the notion
That I am who they say
I write these poems so they forget who I am.

When Summer Wakes Up

April showers
Follow up March mist
Everyday from now
Pulling summer a few thoughts closer
And if summer were here
In this moment
I'd be full of conviction
Emotional and all that shit

Dear Summer,
I really like her
Please let me stay
Until the end of the year
Let me linger until the New Year
And I'll take it from there.
I promise I'll be solely hers
And perfect for her
Just let me stay until winter comes.