Black Poetry : in bed, under the covers, between the sheets...without you

hadassah

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Apr 15, 2001
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i can't let you
molest me in my sleep
any longer

you catch me unaware
and i'm not wise
until your hands
are groping
between...

and i open my eyes

& see the looks
of lust and hunger
in your stare

i feel your heat
and wonder
why i still care

so wanting us to find
what we both seek

i can't take it
and my flesh is weak

but you wait until
i slumber deep
to sex my soul
interrupt my sleep

my mind is weary now,
these thoughts
will keep....

hadassah
 
Yall know what...

I went back in the archives, and was reading some past works.. and I swear.. this poem did not recieve the regonitions it deserve.. so.. for a second time around yall.. this poem was deep.. we all have had that one person, when there relationship was rocky.. and they felt better waking you from your peaceful dreams (about how things should be) and you forget.. so u surrender to the late night love session. :hearts4:
 

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