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Title

December 3, 2016 Leave a comment

Understand that you can treat your partner like a King/Queen.
But if they don’t see you as their opposite equal you’re simply a servant.

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Arid

November 29, 2016 Leave a comment

humidity | dew | moisture | mist | precipitation | rain | cloudburst | condensation | drizzle | hail | rain | sleet | drizzle | liquid … all these I feel on my tongue when I taste you. All these things are arid compared to you.

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Untitled: 29.11.16

November 29, 2016 Leave a comment

Taste the wetness of your linguistics
Feel the smooth dialogue
of your dew on my tongue
Slurp on the precipitation
of your vocabulary
Slide my tongue between
the folds of your phonics
Envelope the clit of your
syntax and soft suck on it
I want to French kiss
the entrance of your grammar
Long lick back and forth, up and down
cross the lips of your sentences
Feel the humidity of your mist fill my mouth,
become drizzle that trickles down my chin.
So we can converse in a new wet language

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Person 

November 29, 2016 Leave a comment

I want to gently soft suck on the nib of your first person.
Long lick and slurp on the juices of your second person.
Until you spasm, cum and release your inner third person.
Taste you so you’ll never be the same person

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Axis

November 29, 2016 Leave a comment

I want to taste you so good
it tilts you axis, makes your mind spin,
affects your gravity and
dislocates your sense of balance

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Poet

November 29, 2016 Leave a comment

I am a poet
I can fuck you with my tongue
without even touching you

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Reflections: Accountable – 28.11.6

November 28, 2016 Leave a comment

We are all accountable for the state of black love. We all have a responsibility to uplift, celebrate, protect and nourish it.
If we see anything or anyone that doesn’t do this and we let it slide, we don’t pull that person up about it, by default we condone it. We indirectly accept and agree with it. We can’t then complain and say black love doesn’t exist
when on a personal, day-to-day level we allow negative representation, behaviour and beliefs to prevail. If you don’t like it then challenge it; otherwise don’t be surprised or upset when said negative attitudes, values and behavior
become a part of your personal experience.

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