SAME GENDER LOVE Via The Subway/Train :-) Sweet Southern Style PDA (Public Display of Affection) In Atlanta, Georgia

The picture below of the two bruthaz (in Atlanta) from what I read was posted on TwitPic (whatever that is on Twitter) with 15,000 views as a sign of "hate". It was then re-posted by my friend Colin on Facebook as a sign of "LOVE".

I, TOO, AM RE-POSTING IT ON
Nubian Knights Network (N3) AS A SIGN OF LOVE!!

IT'S JUST A BEAUTIFUL PICTURE...
SIMPLY SWEET...
SAME GENDER LOVE

Sweet Southern Style
PDA (Public Display of Affection)



CANDLE OF LOVE
by
ROD PATRICK RISBROOK
{April ‘99}


As I light this candle
And the flame takes on multiple shapes…
In the form of your spirituality
My heart illuminates feelings inside me
Beyond the Nth degree of comprehension

The lux of light casts a warm shadow on the walls
And that is my reassurance
That your spirit is with me
And in my heart which comforts me

Images of your “so phine self”
In the coffee shop, sitting on the sofa {on Christopher Street}
Is projected in my “Id”, you know, the “mind’s eye”
Damn, you are one “phine” brotha!
The way your personality, your very persona,
Resonates itself onto the fabric of my being
Like a piece of woven tapestry or
Painting me like I was a nubian canvas
These brush strokes filling me with
Unlimited energy and shades of color rarely felt in life

Sometimes it’s hard to say what we feel verbally
But words on a page act as a conduit for me
Easily flowing like a stream of water
From my loving heart and hopefully to yours
If you even feel a fraction of what I feel
Then that is enough for me

Just like the moon in its lunar orbit
Sitting in its beautiful black sea with the stars twilighting
I hope that you too
Can become a constant in my life
In whatever capacity that may be
For you have made a definite impact on me
Like the sweet smell of honey{suck}le
Flowers in a forest meadow
Where beautiful green landscaping
Stretches off into the silhouette hills of infinity
The birds offering their chirps of pleasure
As their wings glide the currents of
Country fresh-like filled air
The ducks submerging their bodies
In the nearby translucent lake
And poking their elongated necks
Through the surface like a periscope, admiring the tranquility
And the rabbits expressing tumbles of joy by repeatedly
Leaping like jumping jacks through patches of thick green lawn
Accented with lavender Morning Glory flowers
Made natural by the photosynthesis
Of the spectrum of the sun’s rays

This is such a place
A peayceful meadow of land
In which we’ll hopefully meet, my brotha,
For the candle of light… of LOVE
Emanating from the nearby Egyptian pyramid
Transcends and harmonizes
Both our SPIRITS… and our very SOULS