His
Black womanizing fingers
Past
Now Present
Reincarnated to become
Something More
Lustful deceitful
Touching a face
Showing love
A Player
Brown eyes
Like his father
Trying to reconnect with another
Denying to regain power
Dry hands
–Balance–
The story is all the same
“I do that to every girl”
Yet the sun stays in place
While his state is calling him back
He listens
Waits…
A year… month … week… day
Recreate a mess
So he can
Move to California – and start over again