Sweet Aroma

Coffee with the sweet, sweet aroma of a woman

That’s what she is to my senses…

 Ebony and sugar cane united to

Conquest all my defenses…

A blend of mocha, sun and island

Depicts the roots of her essence

And with every sip of her touch

I become more fascinated by her presence

Coffee with aroma of you, woman…

Warm and fresh scent to which I wish to wake up every morning

Strong heat and steam released by her mind and body’s components

She drives me insane

The sole action of saying her name

Ignites my flames…and gives me the chills

It has an effect on my brain…

Her vibrations are real

Coffee with the sweet aroma of a woman

Now, that! Is her aura

Plantation of blooming buds

Each matching the colors of her persona

Possessing a captivating & invigorating effect

To which my intellect has been able to continuously connect

With direct

Incomprehension

Her energy has taken over my seed

By way of cultivation…

Coffee…with the sweet aroma of a woman…

Aroma that has teased me for a while now,

Has kept me rhyming to its beat and dancing to its sound

Religious ecstasy is what her flow is about

Flowing with the stream of conscience

Begging for my heart beat to remain constant

Drowning when coming into contact

With the sweetness of her honey

Priceless and memorable moment

Which cannot be purchased with old money

Coffee with sweet aroma of a woman

Has gotten me addicted

Even after the oracle predicted

That coming across such mystical darkness would

Keep my life mesmerized with the brightness

Of her range of flavors, which with every taste resurrect

Africa’s ancient collection of savors…

Bittersweet coffee with the aroma

Of her soul, brewed with exquisite cherries from

The purest & natural soil …

When indulging in her warmth

I realize that God still exists

Better yet…God lives because she breathes

No need for flowers, bibles or poems

Because whether her roots are flowing or growing

Just the fundamental nature of her mist

Is necessary to know that not everything that

Tastes good is sin…

 

Reviews

[Dahveed]

I can feel this flow on words and smell that sweet aroma that which is calling my name. This is a great piece; I really like this.