15. My Beloved

My Beloved by Professor A.L.I.

@ the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet

The rapper on stage, the preacher in the pulpit

The artist on canvas, the writer in his notebook

Like me @ 18, when my mind body and soul shook

So hooked, ever since I saw her face

She smiled at me and then stole my faith

In everything fake,  all else erased

Reboot by dome, I needed Mental space

To take her in, she’s both truth and bliss

In my loneliest days, she’s my only wish

So blinded, her curves stole my vision

So I find myself, thru what she’s written,

For all my sins before her, am I forgiven?

I never used to give thanks now I’m Thanksgiving

Truth be told, She’s the reason I’m still living

I want to tell the world, but our loves forbidden

We meet in secret, not to arouse suspicion

She stays on my mind like a raw magicians

Who saw assistants, dissect like a cold physician

And see her beat my heart like a folk musician

She’s pure water, I am a tree that’s wilting

I never smoke, but I’m high, cuz she’s uplifting

No one understands me, not friends, not family

Its not who is she? but its who she makes me be

 

When she hits me, I never feel no pain

She was the one who told me about Imam-Hussain

On the 36 day, at the twelvth hour

She’s like rain in the desert that births a flower

A spiritual star trekker to far off places

Both imagined and real, she elevates us

My perception, into new mental states (yo)

No questions she walks with the Ahlul Bayt

I hold on to both, so I’m never astray

Many’ve loved her but just lock her away

Give her fine clothes, and a lofty place

Calligraphy appreciates her physical grace

they rejoice with her voice, when she sings

But don’t listen to the lyrics, or reflect and think

On what she says, I pray that’s never me

Her voice so beautiful, but her message frees

Slaves like me from life’s captivity’s lasso

Putting her in the highest tower of one’s own castle

Isn’t better than loving her throughout your life

Understand this, she’s the reason I love my wife

The chapter of light opens doors to a life of wonder

Before my father died, he also began to love her

My mother with cancer still went cover to cover

My beloved written by the ink of our lover