Black Poetry : Bombay Blue

Amun-Ra

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Blue Bombay slid down with ease
as I surveyed the milling crowd.
It was Friday night, the night of dreams
for lonely women and predatory males
hoping to find love in some sexual liaison.

Pale blue liquid juniper is my lover,
passing my lips with ease and familiarity,
while I canvass through my hazy vision
looking for another dry tongue and vagina
to share a bottle and boozy sex.

My pleasure is in the blue mists of Bombay
that sometimes stokes my libido and lust.
But, my relief is in her liquored writhing,
pretending ecstasy to wrap her lips around
the spiraled phallus that we pass between us.

It isn't love and barely is it lust,
when alcoholic thrusts are just barely
more pleasurable than trading deep pulls
behind numbed lips and addled minds
performing cunnilingus with Bombay Blue.
 

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