Black Poetry : In the aftermath

islander

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Oct 6, 2003
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In the aftermath...
I lie here...chest still heaving...
Back still in arched position...
And thighs still trembling in spread eagle invitation...waiting for your company
Sweat boils from my skin when I'm reminiscent of what has proven to be the best wrestling match of this century

My mental and physical schema is in anticipatory function for your...
Goatee and tongue travelling in unison to gather the leftovers from the best cooked meal of your life
The excitement of your tongue graciously inserted between labia shows the depths of your hunger and the limits of my endurance
My lips silently implore you to eat until you are full...
Drink until you are no longer thirsty...or until the cup is empty

Ecstasy spilled within our immediate vicinities calls your senses into action...
To eagerly dig into my earth your seeds of enjoyment
The submission of my skin to yours quickly breeds sporadic, yet, pleasurable eruptions...
Originating in the base of my spine...
Slowly travelling to the depths of my belly...
And stampeding out in disorderly fashion...
While you smile slyly upon observing the loss of my control

I be the button and you be the finger on the remote...
Cruising the channels by which my means of communication are elevated or lowered in volume
I don't know exactly what you were trying to do...but consider it done
As I lie here in the static created by the friction of you walking across my imagination...in the aftermath

Copyrighted 2004
 

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