Poem title: Precipice Written by Luchetta (Cookee) Manus2021

I wonder when was my end and where did I begin. 

When 

it was my end, then that is where  I began. 

When I died, I lived.   -Luchetta (Cookee) Manus

Intimacy

(This is one version of the poem)

Human desire

Requires the fulfillment of being wanted, needed

While neediness is shunned to some degree

 Considered a weakness...

It is a strength

The satisfaction

an individual matters

Gives purpose to one’s existence

Poem title: Intimacy (A woman's needs)

Human desire

Requires

the fulfillment of being wanted, needed!

While neediness is shunned to some degree

Even considered a weakness

It is a strength!

It's the satisfaction

that I matter

Gives purpose to my feminine existence

what money can buy

Title: What money CAN buy

By:  Luchetta Manus  

Written: 11/23/2020

Time has a intricate way of repairing things 

If you live long enough, you will discover  enormous joy in little things

An embrace, eye contact, a touch, and a smile will never have a price tag

Their value supersedes any dollar amount, yet they can be purchase...

Paradox 

These items are purchased with kindness,  honesty,  and transparency 

Kindness is the spiritual currency for tangible things

6 degrees of separation

Title: Six degrees of separation 

Written by: Luchetta Manus (Cookee) 2020

Separated by only a few people apart 

Two kindred spirits

Each with big hearts

Never knowing the other one existed

Momentarily crossing paths

Their preexisting conditions

And situations

obstructing their vision

throwing each off focus

Not giving notice

to their meeting 

A scheduled divine appointment.

reality

I have this saying that a love to hate.  

It is

"I see too much."

Most times the truth  hurts. In my thoughts deep,  provoked an epiphany.

Candy

Poem title: Candy

Written by: Luchetta (Cookee) Manus

Sweetest thoughts

I have

Are of you

You made my soul content

Made my heart sing

Whenever you touch me 

My mind is pleasured by everyone of your words

I will always enjoy

My outta body experiences

With you

today

My lover

I dream of you

While you are away

While your scent 

On my pillow 

Remains

Rhetoric

I'm drowning in the same waters I swim in
Choked by the same air I breath giving life to me
Feeling cursed,when I know I'm free
Why me?
My joy, my sorrow, and my bittersweet