She is Africa.
Legs longer than the Nile.
The soil of her soul is where minerals are found.
Diamonds of calm.
Gold pieces of wisdom.
I am of her earth and long to be inside her earth.
She feeds me.
Offers my roots strength.
This universe is her catwalk.
I watch her strut. No. glide.
Floats on melanin.
She is the new black.
She is the old black.
Her spirit aligns me.
I want to make love to her chakras.
I want to slide into her red.
Glide into her orange hue.
Converse with her yellow.
Busk in its glow.
Kiss her green.
Heal it with the lips of my nurturing.
Caress her blue.
Touch it. Feel its pulse. Its vibration.
Open the legs of her purple.
Go deep inside her.
Touch her roof. Her crown.
Give her long strokes until she orgasms white light.
Come to my room
Accept my invitation
Allow yourself to be pleasured
Pleasured by me
Take all of me
So that I
Pleasure you until you become
Stripped of your strength
Your arms weighted with fatigue
Heavy with satisfaction
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I want you to know that I’m writing these letters for you. I’m writing them so that you … we, can go on a journey of your pleasure. When you read these letters understand it’s all about you and only you.
The focus is for you to let go, be free. No restrictions, no holding back, no judgements. I want you to explore and become lost in what we do. I want you to surrender, to submit. Succumb not just to me but to yourself and the sexuality that is within you. My asking you to submit isn’t to demonstrate your weakness; it’s not for me to abuse my authority. Your submission is the opposite; it’s so you can gain power in being guided to something new. Your submission is so you can become free to embrace all of yourself and your pleasure. Continue reading →
When I first slide inside
Is a beautiful contradiction
It’s a clash
A collision of slow eased release
And sharp sudden burst
Clattering of tingles
A soothing of ranging want Continue reading →
I love how you call out his name
Call out to him for forgiveness
Plead for mercy
Beseech to stay in this pleasurable sin
Snarl his name
Your tone coarse
How you sing it
Lift your voice up on high
How you exhale hard
Pronounce his name between gasps
Drag it out from the pit of your belly
Let it grate against your vocal cords
How it spills out your mouth
Love how it is preceded with profanity
How you say his name like a question
Call it out like a revelation
Scream it out wanting confirmation
Say it like a mantra
Mediate on it
I love how it pops out your mouth
Changes pace each time you say it
Fast and sudden
Slow and drawn out
Rises and falls in staccato octaves
Love how vowel sounds trail after it
Expressed with raw emotion
Whispered under short breaths
How you say it with strength
Moan it with full body conviction
Mumble it with weak surrender
Say it with disbelief
I love how when we sex you moan
The sun has long gone to sleep
Moon is wide awake
Hangs high in curtain of black velvet sky
Peaks through our window
Wonders why we are not asleep
Its unblinking gaze questions us
Our nocturnal behaviour
Candles stand tall
Halo of yellow-orange crown them
They push the darkness up towards the ceiling
Chase them into corners
We are as silent as their flames Continue reading →