Jill Scott

Honey molasses
Ebony majesty
Chocolate brown suga
Sweet epiphany
I waited for your call but you chose not to call me
I wonder what happened
Were you inside a safe space and too I wondered,
Were you thinking about me and if you were
Why was I feeling so lonely
By the phone
Alone to the bone
Although the night before you were in my home, my body, my dome
In a circle of passion we Paris, Italy, Japan, Africa, Rome(or roam)
We made music
We trombone
It was magic the way it happened, pure electricity