Monday, April 21, 2008

ndada and ndugu

What plays a force of habitation comes as being friends.. brings 2 a plantation...where i sing with grief..but wear joy..in times when u are near translation..where jungle breezes leads me bac 2 black awareness..i'm the forest..your my canvas..able to draw..civiliztion...where my love calls you..brillant..your calmness...sees a woman ...who feels your eyes...on an african continent..lost...where i come..lock away..you and i..completes foundation...i can't leave your side..my heat flows with excitment...u bring out da desire..where fires forms a beach on morocco's dawn..lays me down..keeps me warm.... da love for one..in poetics..dynamics..bio-rhythms..the chemitry..strong..capturess honesty...where da trip is unbelivable.. don't wanna end longevity...on land..where we meet palm trees and Katacomb leaves...i lie beyond evenings skies.. your in mind...thoughts are free from life on da other side of pain and heartache..united states..take me home with you..Africa....declare us as missing in action..cause love in poetry..motion magic..helps by a snap of da wrist ..a click of the fingertips...