Black Poetry : I don't feel a bit guilty (for my mother/father confessors)

ShadeeLadee

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KC MO
under the cloak of darkness
in that otherworldly
netherworld
that never never land
where he makes all
my things wonder full

he lets me
sip from his gorge-ous fount
slipping down trickling moist
he lies quiet as I mount

upon entry and exiting
I noisily leave a thick
trace
under the cloak of
midnight

a satisfied smile
on his dark face

SWT
 

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