Island Man with a Celestial flavor
We sit face to face with a wall between us; I have never seen his face, neither he mine. We describe ourselves and create mental pictures of each other. Then everyday we hold a conversation; I close my eyes and see through the wall: I listen...
Island Man with a Celestial flavor
by celestialmindThis singer lifts me from under the weather; I could sit at his feet and listen whenever
I breathe in and meditate upon his wisdom for God’s favor; in Africa’s freedom endeavor
For this Island man’s passion however; I can dream and fly my thoughts like a feather
This man from the Island is a celestial flavor; a taste you won’t resist altogether
His ruggedness denotes unsolved mystery; of a returning African warrior
In his eyes a light piercing through history; shining through the dark wall barrier
Under his beanie cap are dreadlocks with a story; for a moment I thought he was a furrier
On his lips comes words of wisdom without parry; I even vowed to wear them like a carrier
This man from the Island is a celestial flavor; a taste you won’t resist altogether
I listen to the vibration of his vocals say; please don’t stay away
I’ll never let them take you away; I purpose to be there all the way
It made my steady feet do a little sway; made my bold face blush and look away
It felt like a serenade to me in every way; though he wasn’t here with me anyway
This man from the Island is a celestial flavor; a taste you won’t resist altogether
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Thoughts of him are in sync with my heartbeat
I just want to drill through the wall abutting us a little bit
And look into his eyes until the sun rises
Let his words ignite my mind till my soul upraises
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rekhanshiraghava
August 20, 2015 - 05:13 Beautiful writing..... Loved it... greately.celestialmind
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