Butter

I was side walkin' when I seen her
This miss with demeanor
Part Ipanema, part Itta Bena
She a sun beamin' gleam
A Nina Simone toned butterfly in the sky
A monarch with her head rapt
Wings flapped a divine
Flutter effusing shine

None other can utter the wind song she chimes
At first sight this brotha had to cover his eyes
You see such love supreme blinds
Like when a Trane'd sax pantomimes a Psalm
Or when a waned wax ghosts our new moon gone
Monarch took me by surprise

Something divine (something divine)
Happens to the heart that shapes (happens to the heart)
The hand, the tongue and the eye into the word "love" (into the word)
Into the word "love"

This love at first sight
Demanded I untie the twine of time's fabric
Bask in her magic
Unwind my habit of feelin' frantic

And takin' miracles for granted
The weight of my past is glacial, Titanic
My antics are an alchemist's
Mixing unbridled bliss

Disciplined Christ-style with wild kiss
Crossfading monarch's naming in my lips
Into sublime uplift
Shared breath, shared gift

My vision gets impaired
Under the influence of a love
Of a love
Of a love
Like this

Fall (born of creation)
Prayer (between the pages)
Loved and caressed (like memory)
By time and her forces
Yet my heart rejoices

At the very thought (at the very though)
Of seeing you (of you)
Being you (just authentic)
Being me (ain't no difference)
Being just the breeze (be easy like jasmine on the breeze)

Don't matter when you see
We're all just waiting, waiting
To be...
To be loved
To be loved

Monarch's a queen yet crowned
An angel's sound soft heard
I witness nothing short of a heaven within her earth
Her flying butters my heart
My hands, my tongue, and my eyes
Monarch and I dip, dip dive
Into a C minor nine
I couldn't ask to bask in more

Her oneing essence I adore
Like Yemaya and Kuan Yin
You are an amen and an awomen
No pretense, no pretend
Monarch, I see you for more than your allure
I deify your ascent
Your climb, your flight
Your myth, your print

I step gentle
I give care
Towards the blossoming awesome we blare
In full color, full volume, full body
And held prayer

Buttering the sky
Is something divine (that we do when hungry to be free)
And thirsty to be moved
I'm worshipping your wings
Surrendering to the embering of your orange pouring flame blue
Wings on high, we fly (beyond the moon, home to the stars)
That are verily ours (and hold our truth)

Of sky, sky flocking
Side, side walking
Faithing love to guide us through
Shaping a "you" into a "me"
And an "I" into a "you"