Behind those glasses


Your hair is as the cascading strands
Of the Sezibwa falls
Leaping majestically
Frozen dramatically in time
As they whisper about so eloquently
Around your ki-nice head
What are you hiding
Behind those glasses?

Your ka-nose is like mine
Getting it right on the first try
Doing the arm’s work with a pinky
This might not be Las Vegas but
I’m sure Michael would NV it
It’s annoying how well
It fits on your ka-dope face
But I digress
What are you hiding
Behind those glasses?

Your tu-lips are stressful
I once stole your photo from Facebook
because of your lips.
At the time, I didn’t even know it was you
I was intrigued by their appearance
The way I am intrigued by excellent art
I really want to feel them
In a very very very platonic way
But for real
What are you hiding
Behind those glasses?

Your eyes. They’re a mystery.
Those windows to your soul
Are made of stained glass
I tried to peep inside you that day
When we met
But all I saw was
A whole lot of color
A whole lot of quirks
And for the answers I sought
You left me with
A whole lot of questions
Chief among which is

What are you hiding
Behind those glasses?

He looks so good


He smells like the clouds.
Everytime He looked at me
I felt honored
to have had his attention

I knew he wasn’t mine
From the moment I saw him
But that did not stop my heart
From wandering to his hands

His beautiful hands
that reached out for me
Everytime we hugged
Although I must admit
I did most of the hugging

When he was with another
I was comfortable with mediocrity
But every time we were together
I couldn’t help but notice
How perfect he is.

I have photos of us
Photos that captured
Smiles but not joy
Embraces but not love
Proximity but not intimacy

Photos that captured
Time but not moments
Expressions but not emotions
Good but not God

He looks so Good
He looks so God


Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
The fruit of the womb is a reward.
Psalms 127:3 (NKJV)

For since the creation of the world, His invisible attributes are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and Godhead, so that they are without excuse
Romans 1:20 (NKJV)