One blood

The street is lined in candles and stained in blood Brothers killing brothers Cops killing and being killed Our souls are stained  We are all paying for the sins of the past Fingerprints on our soul Hands from the past holding us back We feel comfortable blaming it on guns or race  The only privilege…

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Happy Endings

Lying next to you So often We could be a thousand miles apart and never touch each other While making love My fingers walk the contour of you body Slowly Slower Softly Tickling your aura Touching your soul but still keeping at arms length Protecting my heart While I wait in anticipation to taste you…

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