HER HARLEM WALK By JROB The WiseSon (part 3 of 10)

It was a warm summer night

in Harlem, and as I walked down Lenox Avenue ,I was caught off guard

By the most beautiful vision

Of perfect walking towards me

And as I cautiously stopped her

In her quickened pace,

I asked her if tomorrow

was a treasure chest of love

Would you be prepared to

Open it ?

and as she smile we walked past

The CottonClub

and Lenox Lounge

On our way to Minton's Playhouse

I could see she liked me

so she asked me

How does she know

My intentions are true?

I simply said

The Next time you hold me

I need you to tell me

Your fears

Let me find solutions

To those things that

Keep you up late at night

That doesn't disturb your honor

As I would like to be

Your dark knight in shining armor

Let's take 10 paces

Backwards in your past

So we can see

The wrong steps

And side step those

Paces with forward promises

That march in line with your blessings

Those things what we're

Promised to you before birth

that you haven't unearthed

And let's sing

The praises of

Your future possibilities

With hyms of thank you

Those chorus notes

That may sound like hums

But are the mere heartbeat

Palpitations that are

Steady enough to give

You hope that we will make

It past anything

And maybe not together

But definitely forever

Show me the right way

To cradle

The endless possibilities

Of your greatness while

Shevling wreckless

wants and desires

To be the people

We both

Want and will admire

Trust me to the point

That even my mistakes

Come out great

Because of the lessons learned

And you yearn

for the perfect version

Of imperfections in this

Manly flesh that wants

To immerse himself

In all of those things

That causes you to

Take a step back

Before you decide

To go all in

Because when you do

And your comfortable

I will be on the other side

Holding the crown

That only belongs to you

and like that fairy tale

Glass slipper that

Fits only you

As we step into

The possibility of infinity

The dark knight

And

The Queen of forever

Hands clenched together

Tight enough to feel

Each others pulse

Embracing

Our tomorrow

As one.

Because

I love the way you love

How I love the way

This love was

that love

And that has become

Our love... of each other

Like we love Harlem

One love

Now

Allow me to open

That door for you,

I'm famished,

and the band is

On fire let's go!

From The Ink Drips

of the WiseSon

A Deeper Shade of Soul Ent.

A 2020 Ink Drop