“Raging… Phoenix.. “

I become
Something I
Don’t recognize
When your hands
Collide with
My flesh and
Your lips
Trace the outline
Of my being
While I arch
Up to greet
Your hardness

And invite you
Refuge within
My soul where you
Cover my inhibitions
With your sweet
Sins…

Again I
Become
Something
I don’t
Recognize
Beneath your
Touch

A phoenix
Rising from
The ashes

Reborn and reshaped
By the
Grace of
Your

Love.
©Tam 9/25/17

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My Hair…

 

My hair
Is happily
Nappy
Coiled crinkly
Goodness
Unconventional
Intensity

My hair
Is phenomenal
A representation
Of my eloquent
Melaninated
Thick thighed
Heavy lipped
Self

My hair is
A reflection
Of stars caught in
A blanket
Of night
My heritage
Quilt of colorful
Strength

My hair
Is the roots
That are dug
In me

My crown
That I
Carry
Loud and

Proud.

©tam 4/6/17

(art by: Ash the Painter “Autumn Attitude”)

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“Hold Tight” (inspired by Justin Bieber’s “Hold Tight”)

Hold

Tight…

Cling
To me
Til you
Relax in
My embrace

It’s okay
Lay your
Burdens on
Me
Share your
Vulnerability

There’s no
Need to
Hide from
Me cause
I’ll take care
With you
No need to
Be ashamed
Let my love
Through and
Soothe your
Aches

Your
Pain

And right here
Is where I’ll
Hold your
In my arms
And allow time
To still for the
Moment while
You let
My lips
Ease

You…

So hold
Tight

You don’t
Have to
Let me

Go.
©tam 12/9/16

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Toture pt.1

(This poem will be the very last poem in my new book coming out “Roses & Ink”…look forward to it)

These wicked
Games you
Play with
My heart
I allow

Cause the
Way you touch
My emotions
Thrill me
Drives me
To the point
Of where all
I want is to
Feel it
Over and over
No matter the
Hurt it’ll
Bring

Or no matter
What people
Say…

I’m a glutton
For the pleasure
Of your pain cause
You rule that
Dark part of
Me
That part
That only you
Get to
See
and I always
Come back
For more

Needing and
Wanting the

Torture.
©tam 11/30/16

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Strangers

(been very neglectful of my blog and of my followers so i’m trying to lay catch up..i hope you enjoy my new spills 😉 )

 

I hate that
I still feel
For you
Still want you
Still need
Still long to
Hear only
Your voice in
The dark

Hate that
I’m to stubborn
To say how
I’m really feeling
Or to reach out
To you

Hate that
In carrying
This burden
Of love in
My
Heart…

And truly
I hate the
Fact
That we are
Now

Strangers to
Each other

Once

Again.
©tam 10/23/16

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