"The Song I Sing"

I found out that someone I was once really close with has passed. He was really good people. We were never actually in a relationship, but I could count on him if I needed anything. He was the inspiration for one of my more, ummm, colorful poems. Laughed when I finally let him read it, said I wasn't really writing about him but he'd do all he could to make it apply. He was really good people. We drifted apart, hadn't talked in months. I kinda hate that now. Our last convo was one of those "let me hit you right back" things. I never did. I meant to... just never did. Always said I would, but since we weren't "like that" anymore I kinda let our friendship fall away.

I'm kinda rambling so I guess I should stop. Anyway, here is the poem he inspired. RIP friend.

There's so much i want to tell him

That i can never seem to put into words.

No matter how i scribble or sing or say them

But this is the song i sing for him

Lyricless love, a wordless hymn

Whenever he makes my body obey him

This is the song i sing for him

The song he never hears, will never recognize

Because he only hears it as uncontrolled moans and muffled cries

His pulse, his beat

Enough inspiration for me

To sing him the sweetest melody ever.

His highs and his lows are like a spiritual journey

I wanna thank God for blessing him so

Thank the ancestors for the infinite rhythm in his soul

Hell, i wanna thank his momma for having him

And his daddy for that stroke.

This is the song that i sing for him

In my head when he's whispering things in my ear

When he can't see my lips moving, saying nothing

But he feels me, he knows i'm calling his name

This is the song i sing

When he makes me have visions

In colors that i never even knew existed

This is the song i sing

When he's on top of me

Behind me

Inside me

This is the song i sing for him

When he leaves me breathless

Defenseless

Wide-eyed and senseless

When i'm speechless and can't say anything but

"Oh...

my...

God...."