Good Vibes To You, Love
As I write this letter, it’s 00:19 on the 24th of June. To sound as dramatic as possible, yet not, at this moment I write to release negative projections that I will not allow to break my soul.
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As I write this letter, it’s 00:19 on the 24th of June. To sound as dramatic as possible, yet not, at this moment I write to release negative projections that I will not allow to break my soul. 〰️
The boy caught a vibe, he couldn’t shake. The kind when the music drops a heavy tremble demanding you to stand front and center. The kind where the dance awakens deep down an almost forgotten, and long unstirred desire.
It’s the kind of vibe where the rhythmic sensation reminded me of a poem as once described, “whispered by someone in love hundreds of years ago.” Its all-encompassing sonnets fill my eyes and humble my heart for it plays on loop everywhere.
If this reflection and inkling resonates — with you, speaks of how your own “liberation is bound up with mine,” then let us vibe together.
As I write this letter, it’s 00:19 on the 24th of June. To sound as dramatic as possible, yet not, at this moment I write to release negative projections that I will not allow to break my soul. I write to regenerate my mind and increase my own vibration.
If this reflection and inkling — of a queer black man growing older and living single, not confined any longer by societal structures, owning his own curiosity about sex and intimacy, power dynamics, and human connection and taking responsibility for learning more and experiencing it — resonates with you, speaks of how your own “liberation is bound up with mine,” then let us vibe together.
As I write this final part, it’s 02:31 on the 26th of June. The boy and the vibration radiated, yearlong summertime magic. Maybe it was in the soft gaze of his gentle yet life-filled eyes. I longed to listen more to his stories of childhood in the South. I longed to linger with him in the calming silence in between passages of his thoughts, presence, and touch.
Where words go unspoken, music enters to recount the way I hurt to love you long forever in A moment.
In the words of the great 21st-century poet, Aubrey Drake Graham, “I can’t explain why I’m so into you…” Maybe it was in the way of how safe the boy made me feel, the way he touched, the way he kissed, and the way I could bare my soul, and feel truly liberated, if even only for a moment.
Where words go unspoken, music enters to recount the way I hurt to love you long forever in a moment. Your presence left me hoping you could linger longer, so I to find you once again all around me. I know not what is stronger, love or lust, but to have love without passion, affirmation, and the beauty of healing, then that would not be a life worth living.
While Rome burns, I continue to swerve between emotions. I know we got real issues, yet all I’m craving for is his heat. I want that chemistry melting all over me.
And as I hum myself to sleep, not knowing whatever will be, yet knowing “the future’s not ours to see. Que Sera, Sera. what will be, will be.”
I know not what will become of my story, and what is to become of ours. Will it be more than a moment of love in a hopeless place? Or could it beat the significant odds of becoming another one of “the greatest love stories that go untold”?
And as I hum myself to sleep, not knowing whatever will be, yet knowing “The future’s not ours to see. Que sera, sera. What will be, will be.”
Listen to my full Spotify and Youtube playlist “Good Vibes To You, Love” below!
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Listen to my full Spotify and Youtube playlist “Good Vibes To You, Love” below! 〰️
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