Hand Written

Collaboration By: Allison “Essence M” Edwards  & Chris Styles

Allison

I remember the first night I realized you weren't next to me.

I had to get up and look for you.

I found you under my sheets,

placed you gingerly in my hand

and utilized you with what passion I had within me.

I loved and still do love how you feel in my hands.

Your gentle yet so rough edges brush my fingertips

and I get aroused knowing that something exciting

will form from our interaction.

I place my hand on top and feel how smooth you are.

I feel the intimate places where I've inked my signature upon your canvas.

Never once did I think I'd leave my mark on you

but I did and I have proving to all that you are mine and I am yours.

Pieces of me intertwine within your open spirit

leaving me breathless and in tears.

You accept me totally

flaws and all as I notice the sharp lines I've left.

There are no mistakes,

only new beginnings and with each passing day I fall deeper in love with you.

You are truly my muse and I breathe because of you.

Chris

I remember our first embrace

My fingers traced your back like,

A blind man trying to find his way

drawing mental pictures, imagining your features

from the curvatures of your face

See, I was..

..displaced in empty mental

Yet, we were still able to communicate

It was the flexibility of the conversations

That enabled me to truly be free

I could,

Spit that curb dialect without it being viewed

As hood rhetoric exposing the roots within me

And

For that I love you..

You listened to me when

my devotion switched lanes

chasing dreams in lace and high heels

raising concern about, what it is I really feel

allowing me to hit guard rails and fish tail

ok.. ok - I was out of control for real..

but

these stories were kept between the margins

I smudged the ink a little boosting the authenticity

Since shit is now dispensed via Tweets and other forms of Social Media

I still fucks with you

It doesn’t matter how you’re viewed

Be it in pixel format or on leaves of paper

You still birth my thoughts in the likeness of beautiful you

…Poetry