Black Poetry : A Revelation In Poetic Missive Form/unavailable 2 Me Face 2 Face

SAARONCROWELL

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BUFFALO,N.Y.
MY soon 2 b lover.....

After staring lovingly into one another's eyes~
For what seems like an emotional eternity...
You lean slowly forward, gently cup my face~
Within the firm grasp of your two velvety hands...
So as to place, ever so delicately..your lips against my lips~
Sharing with me a kiss so tender, that...
Arrows of unbridled joy~
Cascade throughout my very soul!

And..as the momentum from the magnitude of~
Your kiss....allows my mind to return to it's own hemisphere...
Breathlessly is how I await your next ploy~
For no man could possibly...
Feel as desired as you make me feel~
Right here, right now!

Tell me,..I whisper into your slightly parted mouth~
Tell me how to touch you...
So that you will experience that realm~
Above and beyond the savoir faire...
You are giving me~
Until, the barriers that restrain your soul...
Are removed, and you allow my love to flow~
Into you, unencumbered, like sunshine through a beveled
glass window!

And therefore, from the goosebumps I expect will be prevelent~
I shall thereby attempt to read them, here in this darkness...
In Braille-like fashion, mapping out a course of physical contact~
Hoping not to misinterpret whatever message is gleaned...
Wondering aloud~
Just how I got to be so **** lucky!

Until, that is, I awaken to discover~
My HEART, smoldering within my chest...
As the embers of my anticipated reality~
Became the nightmarish realization, that you wanted...
Not me! The one capable of doing for you~
But ANYONE else, from California to New York...
Able to supply you with a wet ***~
And not one thing more!

Harsh? Maybe, yet the fact of the matter is~
Although you whispered/professed love for me....
You NEVER really did, it was only the love of what I could/would
do for you~
That served me up like a 7 course meal...
Of which you partook and took and took~
While giving nothing in return, but teases and empty promises...
Knowing all of the while, that any phone call made by you~
Was indeed, an invitation to the junction of your thighs!

Not extended of course, to unworthy ME loving YOU~
That would've been too much like right...
As I was not amongst~
The guests on that extensive list!

So now, with my heart formally broken~
I return to my shell...
Mortally wounded, from having given too much, too soon~
Whilst NEVER receiving ANYTHING in return...
For time, for effort~
And/or emotions expended!

Momentary bliss, like fast money~
Is gone all too soon..with no accountability...
I sincerely hope that you're happy now~
And, I pray that YOU never experience this degree of SADNESS!
Oh yeah,...GOOD-BYE!!!

SAARONCROWELL
(C) 1970* all rights reserved

*for Gladys...and all of the other women in my life...past, present,
and future..that may think as she once did!
p.s.
to paraphrase .DR TREGGE, if you see yourself,...SMILE!!
 

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