
If i could be doing anything right now, I would be listening to Jill Scott and writing poetry. One of my favorite poems form her is Honey Molasses. To me, Jill Scott is ineluctable because her rhymes and rhythms are so addicting but at the same time tranquilizing.
"Honey Molasses"
Honey molasses, ebony majesty
Chocolate brown shuga, sweet epiphany
I waited for your call but you choose not to call me
I wonder what happened
Were you inside a safe space and too
I wondered
Were you thinking about me and if you were
Why was I feeling so lonely
By the phone, alone to the bone
Although the night before you were in my home my body my dome
In a circle of passion we Paris Italy Japan Africa Rome
We made music, we trombone
It was magic the way it happened
Pure electricity
I felt so excited and afraid at the same time
I don 't know whether to sing or to rhyme
Call me
Honey molasses, ebony majesty
Chocolate brown shuga, sweet epiphany

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