Akua Naru - Poetry: How Does It Feel Now??? [Live Performance]

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Wordsmith Akua Naru gives an exclusive live performance of "Poetry: How Does It Feel Now???" - a sensually exquisite, jazzy jam of spoken word from the New Haven, Connecticut hailing artist and her band, DigFlo.

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This video made me start writing poetry, and a decade later, I’m releasing my chapbook!

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Never waste your feelings on people who don't value your emotions

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After hearing something like this you can never be the same...

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Still listening to this in 2024 (11 years later)

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Lyrics: Poetry: How Does It Feel? - Akua Naru

yeah... yeah...
love. aha. hey. love, I told you all,
we would be the band to play it.
my ghetto butterfly flew away from me,
I wait patiently. by windows and doorsteps,
play make believe as my tears pour to chest
won't succeed to breathe if not the hear of you.
surely there never been a shade so blue
a stank attitude, so not mad at you
not a magnitude to encompass the latitude of my love for you.
no space or time compatible
what do I have to do.
what do I have to do.
oooh my friends say i got it bad for you.
I do, but there's nothing in this world i would rather do,
but you....

I want to make love to your existence.
drenched in the colors of your energy,
then masturbate to the memories.
I wanna lose myself inside yourself.
until you find me, confine me, to freedom, of your prison.
exist in the same space, same time
combine.
until your thoughts slow grind with mine
combine.
until your thoughts slow grind with mine.
combine.
until your thoughts slow grind with mine.

My, I want to drink the sweat off your intellect
reflect, and watch your light passion off my neck
caress the sight of your presence with no question
undress, to the nakedness of love, pure love
I want to make love to my soul mate. my soul mate.
make love to my soul mate
my soul mate
make love to my soul mate
shit.

I wonder how does it feel to make love to your soul mate.
kind of like writing poetry till climax.
till the point and place where our space and time match,
and we, cross divine paths. tell me would you like that.
now how would like that
tell me would you like that
would you like that
tell me would you like that
would you like that.
im asking you again now
tell me
would you like that.
tell me
would you like that.
now would you like that.
tell me
would you like that.
tell me

I wanna love you more than madly.
wrap these legs, around your words.
until your speech is straddled deep, gladly
swim the currents of your vibrations
be separate and one
with the same meditation
with the same meditation
you know what, this right here
is poetry...

creveti

If you never just sat back and relaxed with a blunt or some wine while sitting in the dark with this playing on your speaker .. you haven’t lived 🌊✨🌬

TinyyyTheDon

That Sax had me thinking about my wedding night, I ain't even married 🥺

paballopule

Yeah, yeah
Love, uh-huh, hey
Love, mm, I told y'all
We would be the band to play it

[Verse: Akua Naru]
My ghetto butterfly flew away from me
I wait patiently, by windows and doorsteps
Play make-believe as my tears pour, chest
Won't succeed to breathe, if not the air of you
Surely there has never been a shade so blue
A stink attitude, so not mad at you, uh
Not a magnitude to encompass the latitude
Of my love for you
No space or time compatible
What do I have to do? What do I have to do?
Ooh, my friends say I got it bad for you
I do, but there's nothing in this world I'd rather do
Uh, but you
I want to make love to your existence, uh
Drenched in the colors of your energy
Then masturbate to the memories
I wanna lose myself inside yourself
Until you find me, confine me
To the freedom of your prison
Exist in the same space, same time
Combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine
Combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine
Combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine
My, I wanna drink the sweat of your intellect
Reflect, and watch your light passion mark my neck
Caress the sights of your presence with no question
Undress to the nakedness of love, pure love
I want to make love to my soulmate, my soulmate
Make love to my soulmate, uh, my soulmate
Make love to my soulmate, shit
I wonder, how does it feel to make love to your soulmate?
Kind of like writing poetry till climax
Till the point and place where our space and time match
And we cross divine paths, tell me, would you like that? Uh
Now would you like that? Tell me, would you like that
Would you like that? Tell me, would you like that?
Would you like that? Uh, I'ma ask you again now, tell me
Would you like that? Tell me, would you like that?
Now would you like that? Tell me, would you like that?
Would you like that? Tell me
I wanna love you more than madly, uh
Wrap these legs around your words
Until your speech is straddled deep, gladly
Swim the currents of your vibrations, uh
Be separate and one with the same meditation
Uh, same meditation
Uh, you know what?
This right here is poetry
Yeah, mm

belacene

This is pure art
Some of us are getting pregnant
Some of us are getting turned on
Some of us are simply enjoying
Some of us are hypnotized
Some of us fell into meditation listening to this ❤️

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