Caught Up Midnight Dessert is a collection of poems that speak to the lover in you. They may say things you dont have the courage to say. They let you live a risqu existence without you really getting out there. It is the magic that comes to life at midnight; it is the song your heart sings to mine that only you and I can hear. It Is passion that sizzles, it is touchable molten lava, it is raw emotions that we hide everyday. It is what Etta James sings about; it is what Barry White is talking about; it is what James Brown is begging for; it is what Betty Wright is crying about; it is what Jimmy Reed and Al Green are asking about,O those Flamingos croone when they say I Only Have Eyes For You. Follow your heart; it has all the answers. If you can identify with what I am saying, then you have been in love or CAUGHT UP IN MIDNIGHT DESSERT.
Jacques Lawrence at your service," the voice was deep, resonant and a little lazy; Paulette looked up into warm, brown eyes, and six foot four inches of welled honed muscles .Here, let me . Simone turned her head toward the sound and there he was. Where did the oxygen go? Her eyes locked on the tall, lean, hard body in front of her. She was hot; the air conditioning must not be working . She immediately dropped her eyes down to his shoes, neat, just what I like . "At your service, ladies ." Jacques was studying Simone while everybody was busy being busy. His eyes covered everything, long legs, just like he liked them, a thin, athletic body here is my chance, thought Jacques. He reached for her arm and she gave him her hand. I don't even like shaking hands and here I am putting my hand in a stranger's hand. She quickly removed her hand and started toward the elevator, the handsome stranger dragging the loaded cart, getting on last. The door opened on the sixth floor and Jacques got off pulling the cart with him. Simone got off last. She started down the hall. She could feel his eyes on her as they roamed unchecked over her body. She knew her hips had an extra swing to them and she couldn't help it. As she floated down the hall, Jacques thought, being in this mud hole wouldn't be so bad if she were connected to the registered letter that got him here in the first place.. Now where did that thought come from? Right now, an inheritance is the last thing on my mind.
This collection of poems is a glimpse of a world as seen through the eyes of a person who has questioned the accepted definition of both African American / Native American men and women and how they relate to each other trying to fulfill the broken dreams and their search for identity. Let Me Tell You Who I Am , Chained, On Being Black, express the contradictions American Africans and Native People face as they tract through a world that had denied them equal access and assaults their manhood. Such titles as My Knight in Tarnished Armor, My Man, and A Hole in the Soul, express bruised and broken dreams of women who keep in mind that she must survive. Then there are those images that tell who these American African Natives are and what Americans, refuse to recognize. Such titles as Once Upon A Time When I Was Colored, Dark Faces, and 6 Million, gives the reader a view of images--- dried up dreams--- that impact the lives of disenfranchised human beings. This is the human condition of American African Natives as they try to find their place in a world of constant rejection and turmoil. These Images in Technicolor tell who these Americans really are, and how they refuse to give up when faced with adversity.
This collection of poems is a glimpse of a world as seen through the eyes of a person who has questioned the accepted definition of both African American / Native American men and women and how they relate to each other trying to fulfill the broken dreams and their search for identity. Let Me Tell You Who I Am , Chained, On Being Black, express the contradictions American Africans and Native People face as they tract through a world that had denied them equal access and assaults their manhood. Such titles as My Knight in Tarnished Armor, My Man, and A Hole in the Soul, express bruised and broken dreams of women who keep in mind that she must survive. Then there are those images that tell who these American African Natives are and what Americans, refuse to recognize. Such titles as Once Upon A Time When I Was Colored, Dark Faces, and 6 Million, gives the reader a view of images--- dried up dreams--- that impact the lives of disenfranchised human beings. This is the human condition of American African Natives as they try to find their place in a world of constant rejection and turmoil. These Images in Technicolor tell who these Americans really are, and how they refuse to give up when faced with adversity.
Caught Up Midnight Dessert is a collection of poems that speak to the lover in you. They may say things you dont have the courage to say. They let you live a risqu existence without you really getting out there. It is the magic that comes to life at midnight; it is the song your heart sings to mine that only you and I can hear. It Is passion that sizzles, it is touchable molten lava, it is raw emotions that we hide everyday. It is what Etta James sings about; it is what Barry White is talking about; it is what James Brown is begging for; it is what Betty Wright is crying about; it is what Jimmy Reed and Al Green are asking about,O those Flamingos croone when they say I Only Have Eyes For You. Follow your heart; it has all the answers. If you can identify with what I am saying, then you have been in love or CAUGHT UP IN MIDNIGHT DESSERT.
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