Love poems write themselves The muse insists I only oblige Love poems spill out Like afterbirth Detached from my womb Love poems create...

Love Love is As love was

Sometimes it lasts in love Sometimes it hurts instead Sometimes it lasts in love Sometimes it fades instead Sometimes it lasts in love...

Tangy sweetness of whiskey sour Wafts in cyclones of pheromones God like urges to create Beauty, moans of worship Gathering of souls

At 13 years old You appeared I knew your name Not life There you were So page by page I found out Learned about Garvey too And Harlem,...