Tuesday Morning, After

Early morning text

"So begins a fresh new week,
I still feel your breath on my cheek.
Still reel, blessed in the scent of your sheets.

A day to fare through,
Errands and dues,
Steamy dares and memes to share and
Square away your blues,

While not right there,
I'm still laid bare
Making my way to where,

My waking day rocks to start,
Taking a walk with your heart.
Showing every range to stir,
Strange allure reframed in our ocular,

New chambers we inter,
Untamed and vast,
Levels entered,
Bevelled like stained glass,

Sharing vision, comparing wisdom,
Regain what lasts, rename the path
Your arms and my glee,
Our harmony is warming me.

Thank you for another day
Right off the top
Where we can play and share a walk!"

Afterglow:

Carrion's gleam, mark the dark sheen
Spark my pain, burn it clean
Flying kite-carcasses to make planes
careen

Contrary to the wary, blaring the bare me,
Handling my stature with animal vernacular,
Reaching and carrying memes of zoo slang!

Teaching my librarian Queen about Wu Tang, Dead Prez and Killah Priest
Blues rang, a headful of creds and iller feats thrill a beast!

Stopping only to laugh, as opposites attract
I swing and delve in to mangle shit
While she sings in seven languages

Peddling the gelled sense she checks in me
Intelligence is sexy
She's bespelled not by the rest of me
But the best of we!