What follows is a peice that I wrote with a good friend of mine, and I hope that you enjoy the spoken word Peice.
Undressed Words
what manner of man, can strip me of my past hurts and cause me to lose all inhibitions with his spirit of righteousness? He who moves mountains for my love and transcends all that is beauty by the stroke of his pen and eloquence of his speech. I arose wounded broken in a cracked shell My spirit was at death door. lost within myself I remained hidden for years hidden from life, hidden from aspirations that called out to me in my quiet slumber, hidden from love, for to love was to Suffer, until......... his bold presence entered my spirit and spoke to every part of my essence. As though He could see inside of me> the worn woman became exposed to a new possibility from the life blood that flowed through his body. He challenged every issue within me and caused a flood of emotion to spring forth from my inner sanctum, causing release... He ripped away at anger, he destroyed insecurity, He left loneliness at the far recess of my mind, and he took pain, and threw it deep into the atmosphere. He penetrated all that was hindering me, and much like Jesus snatched the keys from satan, He snatched away, the shell of the woman I had become, and said,"Rise Queen' Walk in the newness of Life and allow me to love you My words hit air as I attempted to deny what was happening in my soul, my words were lingering on his mental as He deciphered the hurt beneath the laughter that flowed from my lips, lips that would often silently tremble when speaking to him. Although He never tasted of my tears, his spirit saw them and began to unclothe me. He unclothed the old nature, the old mentality He undressed my words as they were often a facade to cover the agony in my heart. He felt what I felt before I felt it, and He touched me without use of beautiful brown hands or sultry fingertips I open my mouth to speak, and He kissed my doubt away with the beauty of his spiritual lips that take my words and open me to completeness. I stand stripped, yet free, for he builds me up as He tears down barriers of self-hate. This man, the beautiful Godly black man whom my soul loveth more than words can express, took my words and UNDRESSED THEM.
Icy
Undressed Soul
What manner of woman, can show me her past wounds andlet me stand in her soul. To find inside of her thelonging for love that was reflected in my own. She who longs to love and transcend all that is hurt andpain, with just a slight lift of her chin and a suddengaze.I arrived and found her shaken and not ready for thefight. She had been beaten and held way to tight.I loosen the grip of fear, I pushed back the dark, Istared down betrayal, and unlocked her heart. I foundinside her a powerful need.I set her free and found my delight. I watched herknowing she didn’t know me. Longing to know, needingto know her presence in my life.Her knowing my spirit convinced me to talk. So Ispoke of the pain that could no longer hide in thedark. I exposed the child that had never played. Ireawakened the possibility of her loving herself.She brought to my table several challenges a course. I stepped around her past, and over an ex. I movedthrough her friends and waived at her last best. Iheld my ground at the landslide of family. I touchedher finally and passion was the remedy.I put down jealousy like a wounded dog. I slappedimpatience like it was an ungrateful fool. I turnedaway negative comments when most people would havejumped. I scattered criticism like a hunter afterducks.And unlike Peter when Jesus called from out on thewater. I will not falter in my faith to her. I willhold still in the face of the coming storm and standright beside her in the twilight of autumn.Now that my words have been spoken I can’t deny whatwas happing to my soul. Her words where lingering onmy mind as I discovered I was standing in herpresence. She was standing in my home and I lookeddeep with in her soul. I saw the tears of her heartreflected in my heart and knew them as my own. I feltmy heart growing, I knew that I been changed. I sawmy arms opening, and new life would not be the same.I reached for her and took away the pain. I threwdown the anger and shrugged off the rain. I saw thedeeper meaning of her words to me and took them intomy being. I lifted her up and praised her with thewhole of me. She felt what I knew and found where Ihad laid in wait, hoping for her presence, listeningfor her gait.She tried to speak and I devoured her with a kiss, Itook away the final barrier and showered her withbliss. She found no need to hide, as she stood thereundressed to me. She finally knew my heart as her own. I had healed myself and found redemption for love yousee. I opened my eyes and saw for the first time,that she not the only one standing naked at thethrone.This woman, this grace and passion filled woman withgod as her first love. Had allowed me to undress herwords and I found she had undressed my soul.