The clarity of your soul pours out in your every melody. The longing for peace sails in your every released symphony. The epitome of what Love expresses, not a missed note, tranquility. Tell the world you, "Make Me Wanna Holler..." The prince and the king, life transcended through melody.

Misery captivated your reality, but you simply cascaded authenticity. As quick as you posed "Let's Get It On," "What's Going On" was your scream. The intellectual thinker with a sensual voice, yes you are the renowned, Mr. "Sexual Healing". "Inner City Blues" displayed your insight. It is resonated today, no surprise to you. You hipped us to the "Grapevine," so I am sure you had a glue. 

Intrinsic thinker, elegant presence, profound lyricist, the soulful wit of a revolutionist. Aye baby, "Come Get to This". Yes, the melody floats in and out of the consciousness of every listener who engages you. The truth is the truth. You set the world's eye onto what is regarded see-through. Years and generations will continue to praise you. Sing it one more time, "Here, My Dear..." Every man can understand. The story flows from your soul and pours into the listeners whole. It penetrates the core. It explodes and stores.

What you gave can never be dismissed. You are the golden entity of music, a clear vision of unity. Can I hear you sing it for me, "We got to find a way to bring some Love here today." You went against the grain, so some implied you were insane. Intellectual and soulful, you gave Love artfully. To sing is to express the soul effortlessly, hands down you established the mere feat.

The reality, promise, and freedom in your voice resonates individuality. Music lives because you gave all of you. No man lives without struggle, but every man has a truth. Your reflective soul speaks in "Trouble Man." Relaying to every man his truth is in his view. 

Your soul floats everyday through sound. Within the tranquility of "Distant Lover" and the witnessed but the unpleasant certainty of "I Want You," you walk us right into what we see... "Ain't Nothing Like the Real Thing." Let the music float on unadulterated and free. There is no way to properly thank you, just sing on Marvin. The Love within your music sustains, even today, a foreseen actuality.






Blessings,
DLR

It is a complex story, but I will relinquish it. Listen close because I am your completion. Yes, I am talking to you. I know this is something I often do, but today I am asking you, "Please comprehend attentively."  If I ask for Love, I expect you. Yes, that is exactly what I meant... you. The only way to understand me is to understand I am giving you all of me, so in return, I will not accept anything less than you.

The truth is I need you. I am solidify in every part of your being. There is Love in my heart that reflects the soul of every man. I am the entity of equality, the womb of eternity. The every to your thing, and the soul to your being. 

I am let you in on a jewel. I am me because of you. The mere exemplification of the previous posed question. What I need... you. Love lives in mystery. Yet, I am giving you the mystery's lock and key. Love me by relinquishing me every part of you. I do not need bravado. I need what is true. 

Stop fussing and listen to me. I am giving you exactly what I speak... all of me. Talk to me. Tell me of your day. You can ask of my day, as well. It is okay. We are allowed to talk this way. The world cannot see. Besides, why should that matter? It is just you and me. 

Protect me from him and give me you. I need the caress of your strong hand, the stability of your backbone, and the comfort of your baritone. I am a woman who Loves and excels in my man. Propel me higher... take me on through... do you hear me... give me you...




Blessings,
DLR

... Respect my mind within lives an artist. I respect your mind wholehearted. We all are a part of this...

Losing my mind while writing. Reading  these words I am find it. It may exit, but it knows home is where it is rested.

Soulful and in touch, a headhunter without a clue, it is right here pick-a-boo. It goes and comes as it may. The mysterious entity, my way.

It is done effortlessly. It is accepted with glee. I am absolutely crazy. Crazy as in crazy as crazy can be.



Blessings,
DLR