My Wine
By Howard SERGIO Tucker

Curvaceous vessel, lays beside, elegantly, in the softness of night,
Waiting, to be filled, complete,
Waiting, a light touch, a slender neck,
Fullness of lips, eagerly presses,
An inhale, a desire, a pause,
A slow imbibe, releasing an earthy warmth,
Stay in that moment...my wine, my wine,

Slowly, stroking the curve of your lips,
Sings a song of crystalline high pitched dreams.

A fantasy, a beauty, a mystery,
Nestled in the layers of subtle tannins,
Lingering for a moment more, my wine my wine…
Left a love mark deep on my pallet,
Maybe a label, like tattoo on my mind,
Your symbol, ablaze, a single spot,
That damn spot, lest she knows,

Slowly, stroking the curve of your lips,
Sings a song of crystalline high pitched dreams. 

Sanguine, red, or sometimes with a blush, in our intimate pairings,
Enjoying the lusty, laughing, lightheadedness,
Expresses, silliness, yet your perfume,
Your complex bouquet lingers on the silhouette of my soul,
Your taste, finely cherished, as is breath, as is life,

My wine…my wine.

FREEDOM

FREEDOM

By Howard SERGIO Tucker

Latin singer, calls his musical ancestral spirits,

Bends back 40 degrees, throwing his voice powerfully to the ceiling,

Passion excites us even more; we sweat, some in heels, shoes, long, short hair, skirts, soft curves, thin, round, and toned

Doesn’t matter, the Salsa has taken over, 

Circling, stepping, prancing, seducing, playing, lost and found, some clueless and others profound,

I step within myself, let her wander amongst the crowd,

There is desire, yet the game of words I play, feeds the rhythm in my mind,

Her music relaxes me, with a sip of wine to buy time,

Captivating beauty with perfect little touches here and there, always fine

She leans in, whispers to my ear, so feminine, and can’t help but smile,

Playing hide and seek with her words, lightly against my arm

I laugh quietly, as she brushes off other’s advances with charm

Allowing some to softly fall, and others, maybe she’ll call

She smiles as her hips sway in delicate circle patterns from side to side

Moving in and out of conversations,

At that moment I realize…

My strength to let her go is more powerful than the control to keep her, 

She works the room; freedom tastes sexier when she returns.

Freedom tastes sexier when she returns...

 By Howard SERGIO Tucker © 1/5/2013

LORD FEED US

Your love

Your mercy

Your compassion

Your strength

Your tenderness

Your courage

Your conviction

Take us across the trouble waters

Still our hearts

From those deep dark waters

Tell us not to be afraid for it is you coming across the seas

To feed us

To hold us

 To make us strong

To weather this trouble time

To feed our brothers and sisters

To pass the fish and loaves of our souls

To be satisfied and fed eternally

We bring more of what we have to your table o Lord

Feed all for the journey before us

Those waters are troubled, but not our hearts

For we have eaten at your right hand

For we have satisfied ourselves with your love

For we have brought all our children to feed as well

Our boat is drifting in this troubled storm

Our hearts are dismayed by the rough and churning waves

Our fears of being thrown in those dark waters never to rise again

Then you appear

With calming words

With calming words

With calming words to settle the storm cause you are our father, protector and guide

With your calming words we regain our strength to endure

We will endure

We will endure

We will endure

By Howard SERGIO Tucker 

How Do You Say?

I like you.

You and I would be perfect.

We could make precious children with deep brown sparkling eyes.

I want to wake up beside you with your warmth, your glow, your scent, your softness with tender playfulness.

Yes girl, I would give all that I am and all that I am meant to be.

I want to hear you moan with a short breath of delicious ecstasy.

Come to church, pray with me, be blessed, his face forever shines on us.

Sit by my side, read contently, wanting nothing more than the stillness of silence.

You inspire me to write, to work, to perform, to take it all to the next level, not for fame or fortune, for your smile, your glance and your delicate presence with unconditional reassurance that you are by my side.

Your words float effortlessly from your lips to my ear and fill my spirit with joy.

Yes, yes, this is meant to be

Say your name girl…

What…is…your…name.

by Howard SERGIO Tucker all rights reserved (c) 2012

Strange Days

 
These are strange days we live in

Strange days indeed…


 
Money changers

Power mongers

Control freaks

Spin doctors

Ignoring the hunger on our streets


 
These are strange days we live in

Strange days indeed…


 
Sex Scandals

Torturers

Political pawns

Famine

Flash Mobs

Riots & Revolutions

Burning cities

Occupation against Corporate greed


 
These are strange days we live in

Strange days indeed…


  
Tsunamis

Earth quakes

Floods

Hurricanes

Solar Flares

Aurora in Arkansas

October snow on brightly colored autumn leaves


 
These are strange days we live in

Strange days indeed…


 
Wake up…His wrath is quickly drawing upon us…don't you see?

To absorbed in Facebook, Twitter and Reality TV

You won't see it coming … there won't be time to flee

Turn off the distractions … get down on your knees!


 
'Cause these are strange days we live in

Very strange days indeed!


 
Open up our hearts and minds Lord to your tender mercies for all of us to share

Give us your strength and courage so we might bear

Witness to your love in the midst of these strange days we live

This darkness will be shattered by the shining of your light

Be not afraid of these strange days my children, stay prayerful, stay diligent, stay forthright.


 
© 11/2/2011 Howard "SERGIO" Tucker


 

May I Be Last

 
"So the last shall be first and the first shall be last." 


 
Is it the Wall Street banker or the suspicious IMF chief?

Is it the reality TV star distorting our children with fancy pretty pettiness as our cultural belief?

Is it the starving child in Somalia clutching her bloated belly waiting for your Angels to take her pain away?

Is it my brothers running amok in streets brandishing their fists with guns as shields of their insecurities every day?


 
"So the last shall be first and the first shall be last."


 
Is it billionaires who's tax breaks can feed thousands of people for hundreds of days?

Is it political pundits that wage vicious class wars as a game on a national stage?

Is it those who struggle daily with your laws and commands?

Is it those who want to listen yet live without conscience or care for our fellow man?


 
May I be last My Lord?


 
May I be your servant to walk in your ways…

To be first means less for my brothers and sister that would stand behind me;

To demonstrate unity…we can walk side by side


 
May I be last; to call for strife and division, to call to arms, to lock down, to lock out, to shut up, to shut in, to imprison indiscriminately

May I be last; to agree, to stand silently, to look the other way, to hope it never happens to me.


 
May I be last My Lord?


 
May I be last to walk away…

To be first, only shows my back to my brothers and sisters.

To demonstrate unity…we can walk side by side

May I be last My Lord…may I be last.


 
For when we all enter your gates…the last, will be the first...to celebrate!


 

 
By Howard SERGIO Tucker © 9/17/2011

And They Left Amazed

    


 
That He says we should live our lives righteous and just

That He loves everyone equally, just as He loves us

Amazed


 
That His rule is to love our neighbor as we love ourselves that's why He died

That we open our hearts and our minds to respond to the smallest cry

Amazed


 
That we give to Caesar without guilt or shame

That we give our treasures joyfully to build our sanctuary in His name

Amazed


 
And they left amazed

Amazed


 
That His love and wisdom …we must sacrifice in our lives in some way

That He touches our hearts in meditation, when we pray

Amazed


 
That Our Lord is compassionate, bringing all to His arms to rejoice

That Our Lord no false airs, nor put ourselves above others by choice

Amazed


 
That Our Lord's strength is in His Mercy and Forgiveness…this is true

That Our Lord forgave them for they know not what they do.



And they left amazed

Amazed


 
© Howard SERGIO Tucker 10/13/11