the best day of the week
the one where a home is beautiful and all prayers are gold plated
the day where breakfast is attractive, like fashion
a radio lingers in the backgroun, capital or mango depending on which one brings usher and alicia keys
for he is my boo he is my one true
and sandal wood lingers in the background of a clean and new end of beginning
samsung regrigerators hum in the background and an Open TV opens in the background,
he flicks the channels but never changing this channel life
for I and him are the best channel ...
coffee maybe and pancakes or unbeaten chilled lemon and mint juice
come in trays
life is a different galaxy on Fridays ...with peace and beauty
spinning around with every true meaning and serenity
each second a diamond of time
and then a long cool shower for a meeting with the angels
reciting the words that forgive all last week
yemense black arabia on my neck...maybe
or is it intense dolce,
or is it just simple cologne... ice blue
I dont know but I know those Fridays would smell explicit with Love and ionized passion
Today Prayers mean thousands
Duhr means the wave of honesty and binding faith
Fridays are the sensation of a wonderful relationship
the sensation of a forgiveness
but he doesnt like Fridays.....
the silence haunts him and ive never written about him in this way
before....
...to be continued
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