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Moments: 19.7.17 – 4:22pm: summer showers

July 22, 2014 1 comment

Sun smiles bright
Adorns us with heat
Nourishes
Rejuvenates melanin
We lay in long grass
Submerged in its fingers
Listen to nature
Accentuate with candy floss sounds of distant laughter
Cloudless firmament spans over head
Arms of the sky open wide
Welcomes us
Heat prickles our skin
We are parched
Humidity smothers us
We are deep in silent dialogue
Fingertips converse with mahogany skin
Touches on topics of sensitive areas
Causes axons to giggle
I tell you of my dehydration
You smile
Bit your bottom lip
Legs open like the horizon
The sun fans itself
Feather breeze pauses
Catches its breath
Lick lips
Take a sip
Slow
Gentle
Quench my longing
Your waters fall
Back arched
Summer showers
You create a rainbow on my tongue
My tongue dances in your rain
The sky jealous of the beauty we create

Categories: poems, wet thoughts

moments: 19.7.14 – after glow pt1

We sprint
Burst
Cross the finish line
Cry out in joyful victory
Triumphant
Shudder our win
Spasm our conquest
Twitch
Ankles wrapped around my waist
Locked
Toes curled
Arms snaked around my back
Thumping heart beats
Chest pressed against chest
Perspiration sandwiched between
Dampness on foreheads
Humidity filled air
Limbs limp
Fatigued
Renewed
Yet
Depleted
Free
Yet
Arrested
Held captive in bliss
Liberated in pleasure
Mind still racing
Nerve endings competing in endless relay
Pulse running
A beautiful irony
Adrenaline filled
Sedated conscious
We lay
Still
Drifting back down
Floating on our class A
Blink slow
Kiss soft
Body pressed against body
We slip into sleep …

Categories: poems, wet thoughts

moments: 20.7.14 – 2:50am

Black-blue midnight sky
Heat wave humidity
Street light hue shaded pavements
Stillness
Sleeping spoon formation
Ebony origami
Legs woven
Arms coiled
Mahogany human puzzle
We fit

Categories: poems, wet thoughts

#FreestyleFriday: choices, sunshine, gravy, pineapple, brunch

Carol Porter: Choices, sunshine, gravy, pineapple, brunch

Sunshine
It bathes coco skin
Washes them in vitamin D nutrition
Recharges melanin
Cause their libido to become sun kissed
Radiates
Summer breeze whispers
Their skin listens
Gazes deep
Yet gentle
They are alone in this crowed place

Brunch
This is what they’ve met to eat
First meal of the day skipped
They are hungry
Ready to feast
Longing to dine on each other
Eyes speak silent words
Converse
Communicate unspoken want
While the engage is casual dialogue

Choices
The menu is full of them
Just so is the menu of lustful possibilities
Their minds wonder through the options
Foreplay starters
Decadent main course
Sweet afterplay of dessert
They discuss the menu
While thoughts ponder the menu of lust

Gravy
Poured by the waiter over their meal
Smothers their food
Their want is gravy
Smothers their conversation
Coats their discourse
Adds flavour to their tête-à-tête
They soak it up

Pineapple is the dessert
A sorbet
Cool
Refreshing
It does not cool their heat
It amplifies it
Sweet
Soft
Light
They lick lips
Their meal complete
They leave
Return home
so they can indulge in the feast of each other

Categories: poems, wet thoughts, wordplay

#FreestyleFriday: Conundrum, Rain, April, concentrate, Breakfast

#FreestyleFriday words: Conundrum, rain, April, concentrate, breakfast

Conundrum
Senses are perplexed
Confused
Clash against each other
A sensory brawl
Beautifully violent
Intellect battles with emotion
Sight conflicts with touch
Calm wars with passion
Hearing combats with smell
Rational become hostile towards illogical want
Tongue fights hardness
It is a beautiful frustration

Concentrate
Is what I try to do
To focus
Gain clarity
Yet I’m lost in this storm
Blown away by winds of lust
Knocked over by gusts of want
Thoughts bumble though my mind
Feelings stampede though my body
They tussle
Overpower me

April
It is the change of seasons
A time when clocks go forward
Daylight saving hours
Yet I’m trapped in this moment
Caught in time
Suspended
Held captive
Feel the temperature rise
Humidity forms in the air of atmosphere

Rain
Morning showers
Water soldiers march on roof tops
Drums on the window
Slithers down
A fluid zig-zag dance
I can smell the moisture in the air
Inhale deep
I smell her moisture in the air
Hear the thunder
Realise it does not come from outside
It booms within our room
Lighting strikes
Eyes smile

Breakfast
Is what she offers me
She bites her lip
I lick mine
We are both hungry
Both needing sustenance
Bodies yearning to be fed
I slide down her body
Look up at her
Smile
Say Grace
And have breakfast in bed.

#FreestyleFriday: Now, present, promise, world, love

#FreestyleFriday words: Now, present, promise, world, love

Now
This is how I want you
In this moment
Within the urgency of this instance
I want to slide inside the tights of your time
Slip into the fraction of your seconds
Go deep into the wet tautness of your interval

Present
Is the constant state of this want
Never fading
As permanent as my melanin
It is my DNA
Forms my molecular make up
It is the nucleus of my desire
You are the nuclear of my desire
The organism of my passion

Promise
It is said to be a comfort to a fool
Then I am foolish
For although you give to me endlessly
It is the promise of pleasure that makes me giddy
Causes my hormones to dance with excitement
They are frenzied with intoxicated anticipation
Yet they know
Your promise of pleasure is guaranteed
My hormones always live for this promise

World
This world
It is simply a planet in a solar system
Within a galaxy
An endless space
Yet
Our sex
It has cause us to travel
Bend time
Disprove laws of physics
Make Einstein’s knowledge invalid
I am weighted with lust
Yet float
Pulse travels faster than light
Yet move in slow motion

Love
A small word with infinite definition
We encompass it
Define it
Express it through our being
And though our being
We are limitless
Undefined
Endless
We are black love …

#FreestyleFriday: shoes , summer , water , nails , perfume , trip

#FreestyleFriday words: shoes , summer , water , nails , perfume , trip

Water
H2o
This is what I want to taste
Your waters
The ocean of your pleasures
Have my tongue sail on the waves of your folds
Splash
Become submerged
Explore the fluidity of your delights
Circumnavigate
Discover your pearl

Perfume of your essence
It fills the room
I inhale
Breathe deep
Have it gloss my lips
Let the mist of your spray coat my chin
Wear it proud
Lick my lips so I can taste it
Have your scent seduce my tongue

Trip across your nib
Have my tongue journey
Explore
Discover your tingles
Become an oral tourist
Take in the sights and sounds of your wetness
Capture the image on the camera of my taste buds

Summer is how I want to taste
With sunshine warm of my mouth
The gentle breeze of my breathe
Cause you to become heated
Have a picnic in your woman garden
Slide my tongue inside you
Slow and easy like summer Sundays

Nails
They transcribe a script of your pleasure
Sink into my shoulders
Etch the words you are unable to speak
Translate your shudders
Engrave your tingles
Your fingers nails write a manuscript
Hands clench
Fingers flare wide
Sign language of pleasures you receive

Shoes
They are to blame for this moment
6 inches that make your hips to sway
Cause your ass to become elevated
Rounded
Rise
Roll
Fall
As you stride past me
They cause your back to arch deeper
Create that valley down your spine
It’s your shoes that cause this
Your shoes are to blame

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