*Disclaimer*: I wrote this on the way on late Saturday night of July 14th, 2012 after seeing the delectable and gracious BK song bird, Honey LaRochelle Live at the Blue Note in NYC. *cues MJ's "The Way you make me Feel"* :)
You put a spell on me.
5'5 with brown eyes
Hazel/auburn coated hair sprung nubian flair.
Goddess curves that made my mind swerv into them...
from driving me crazy;
Shining in those stage lights
nector melanin,
glistening sweet as...
Honey...a name you've earned so well.
Tasted you in my thoughts b4 we ever met.
Drowned my ears on this Saturday night at the Blue Note
with a angelic vocal symphony of tunes to quench my soul!
As you repp'd our home town of BK with your own anthem. Mm!
Allowed me to drench...my eyes & nose with your essence
from your presence...
leaving me in a rare Euphoria I couldn't resist,
GOTDAMN!!
This wet day dream,
that isn't a dream by far
from meeting in the flesh...I swear...
gave me cavities on my poetic erect sweet tooth
and made a diabetic out of this mutha fucker on the spot...
Composure all shot
Heart beat felt the shock of our embrace,
it smiled inside me...
The aura tugging energy you glazed my person with
had a delayed effect aftershock
after the photo op
departing feet stopped in their tracks...b4 hitting the door;
Reminiscing from 5 mins ago when my name like an inmate escaped your lips.
Sounded just sweet as....Honey suckle sticky of that pucker tongue of Oshun melodies
that sung ancestor bones back to life with me;
Didin't wanna leave...
on some level felt you didn't want me to.
"where I wanna be" lyrics sang these shoes to the train station
As I entered, The Temptations, "The way you do the things you do"
Sound tracked summed up my night, internally fighting the urge
of Epiphany struck, to race back and plant a "soul Kiss" on you....
Entering this F train all that resonated was
how blessed I am to encounter such gifted woman
With more than thoughts of just wanting to bone
worth more than this brotha's bone
made me pull pen and paper out to right this poem
on the ride home,
almost missed my stop day dreaming of us alone together...
Whether I'll have the pleasure of another encounter
is something will just be pondering
open my front door chuckling...to remember
like a summer day that's forever sunny
this night, you in combs of my mind will be
Sweet As...Honey...
Me & Honey after the show (was "Crushing Hard" as my friend Shanelle Gabrielle would say)
Abraham "Honest Abe" Benjamin
Copyright © 2012
