Staying Pure 4 U

Staying Pure 4 U

A Poem by Colette

 

 

Black Jesus came to town

 

I fled the country / cuz

 

I knew he’d lift me / UP

on the kitchen counter

in the bathroom / on the sink

in the shower

in front of the mirrors

on the stairs

 

Hell...we even been to Egypt & back / Me

and my Black Jesus

 

We always had mad chemistry

½ of me wants a replay

the other ½ / the side

with so much self control / timed his arrival

with my departure

 

Temptation was averted

 

Why?

 

Because I’ve only been with one person...

 

only had one cashew nut in like 10 months

 

only happened in a moment of weakness

a moment when I got hungry / wild cat that I am

happened to be deliberate / evening a score

 

That’s me....vicious  Vicious!  vicious little tiger

 

 

Then came U

Then my spirit lifted / The Universe shifted

I didn’t want just anybody, in my body / unless

unless...

yeah, you know

 

Especially somebody who couldn’t finish me / First!

 

And when U started talkin to me / boooooy!

Giving me advice on how to care for myself

To drink blood oranges and take slow breaths / *deep breath

Giving me advice on paint color for my bedroom

Giving me something that I needed to hear....

 

“I Love Your Mind.”

 

Well, that right there...made it easy / not

to be with anyone else

 

 

The rollercoaster of life

keeps me fastened in its ride, and

when I was hitting those lows, words came from U, and

leveled out my track / again

 

My poetry group gets me high

My portrait project gets me high

Sometimes, me & Mickey Lou / we Get High

What I wasn’t lookin for was any high / in any guy

 

I was gonna wait for U to come home early / come see me

I been Stayin Pure 4 U

 

You started talkin that forever s**t

Two words I don’t have in my vocabulary / Forever / Never, but

I’ll take any words you give me, because

I’m a word w***e / and I dig U

 

And I think you dig me

And I think you mean what you say / when you’re sayin it

 

But you know

Every good man gets blinded by my body

They soon forget my brain

 

Even after sex / like today

Yes, today

He can’t take his eyes off my tits

He can’t stop asking “What size are they?”

“I can’t believe they’re real!”

as I bounce to show him they’re authentic

“You’re so tiny, but you’re so voluptuous”

as he rolls me over / jiggles my a*s

“Don’t every lose this” he says

 

Yeah, even with the talk after gettin it on

in a moment of weakness / a moment

of self-protected strength

I don’t feel as I should

 

Cuz I’m curious about U / but U

have her / and she

and I are different

 

I’ve found my passion / you’re still searching

I get a little dreamy / like you

and I wonder what it’d be like

 

Me

+

U

 

rooted here / traveling there

experiencing things / so many things

U takin care of me / while I

take care of everyone else

 

 

A lapse in attention / lack of affection

This uncertainty makes me set out for one sure thing...

That’s me, taking care of me

 

Knowing I’ve got the female empowerment  / even

and perhaps especially / after I just got it on

 

Mercy, mercy me / things ain’t like they used to be

 

I smell of his smoke and alcohol

I’m wearing his sperm in my hair

 

Baby, I have just lost my innocence

 

 

Again

© 2011 Colette


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So ever the artist my sweet friend...Staying Pure 4 Moi? I know, I know...I wish. Miss your poetic words, buddy. You always inspire me. :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

nice..

i think you could make a story out of it
or an essay
because as poem it doesnt really fit
it''s to inconcistend.
but still the text is great, and the feelings too
maybe just need a change of lay out ?
idk

Posted 12 Years Ago


Colette

11 Years Ago

it's a crowd favorite when it's performed spoken word, but i understand as a written form it doesn't.. read more

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Colette
Colette

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