Black Poetry : I couldn't sleep


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Jul 2, 2003
Good Morning Baby.... I had to call, you

I woke up early this morning thinking about the quake.​
The shaking moans and shuddering that took place.
Last night.

All night.

You didn’t know that a man can do such things.
I know because I know what it takes
To make your body intoned.
Resonate baby.

Making you humm.
That orgasmic rhythm.

That shake.

Earth moving, soul stirring shutter you do.
Drives my feverish fire, force.
Thrusting deeper into you.

I mean sing and Lick you there.

The quiver shoots up your center.

Not knowing when the next will occur

You rocked me girl.
I mean you got me as hard as a Christmas candy.

Sweet flickers with my finger tips
Across your breast,
Sends quivers up your back.

Flick, there is another

My tongue slides across your t*t.
Hands on your backside,
Other on the cl*t.

I woke up early this morning
Thinking about the quake.

Rolling out of bed
Isn’t easy, but I got’s
Some ends to make.

I’ll see you tonight.

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