Open Letter To Love II

Dear Love,

Love so many times I’ve tried to define you

For myself compromised you

But I’ve been blind too.

Oh love I’ve tried to forsake you

Wanted to hate you

Because I needed a breakthrough

But love and faith too save you

Shape you

Indescribably make you

What can I say about love?

How it surprises us defines us reminds us that we are human

Beings, cheating greedy

Backstabbing, misleading

Tricked into believe we don’t deserve you

Because we’ve become so complicated, educated, violated…

And just to played with

That we actually believe we can live without you

Because when they abuse, confuse and try to misuse

The love that God had given us

We try to readjust but it’s broken us

Robbed us of love

Stealing from God!

Love

I’ve thought it so much that it’s the very object of my obsession

Its essence my most prized possession

Without exception

I’ve cried about it

Lied about it

Almost died without it

But he said you must protect it

Accept it

Try your best not to rejected it

Embrace it

Face it

Don’t try to restrain it or claim it.

Cuz the world would try to break it

Take it

Destroy it and replace it

But how?

When it surrounds us

Abounds us

And most times confounds us so deeply that

We write songs about it

Go on and on about it

Don’t where we belong without it

It’s absence lives a pain in your chest

I think Roberta Flack said it best,

“The first time ever I saw your face I thought the sun rose in your eyes”

It’s odd

Or was she talking about God?

Cuz my love is an ancient love

It’s a naked love

My love is a raw love

Never saw love, love like this before

You can feel it

Even though they’d try to steal it

But I can’t be brought and

It can’t be sold

No I can’t be brought

And I won’t be sold

Because that’s how it’s supposed to be

You gotta give your best to me.

About Mr. Sykes

I am a young black queer writer, socialist/socialite from New York. I am really an all around creative person. I love music, I love art, I love expression. and I love people (most times)