Decades later and "Love Jones" is still my favorite movie of all time!
This film, centered in the urban intellectual scene of the late 90s, is a classic for so many reasons. Beyond having two of the most talented African-Americans in Hollywood, a heart-gripping story line and an extremely cool vibe, it pays homage to the Original African deities and culture.
May the nectar of the Gods refresh me…resurrect me! For a long time, I’ve been feeling this burst coming. I could feel the Egun brewing—something sweet and savory, with spicy undertones. Cayenne pepper desires, kept me on fiyah!
Deeper and deeper the thrusts became. I could feel his manhood stretching me from the inside out. He moved me, in my state of oblivion I had no control—and placed me on top of him. He gripped tightly at my hips as he eased even deeper.
My eyes closed, I hadn’t realized I had left Earth until I came—and then came back down! I vividly remembered the array of colors, the Kama Sutra texts in the midst, the stars, deities I saw as he twirled inside of me. I had herbal motivations and was drenched in sweat and Sirena Passion Oils, thinking that perhaps these were the cause. Were they?