Black Poetry : Jamaican Style

Desert Storm

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Wish you could meet my Jamaican lova
He's not even a brotha
Yet He freaks like the rhythm of reggae
With the beatz frequently
Coming with the heat
His style is oh so sweet
And got luv fo a sista
He knocks me off my feet
And in water we drowned into our pleasure
crystal clear
the beaches we were wrapped into
Grains of sexual and extreme measures
And our flow was tight
Deep into the night
Luv so right
Couldn't even put up a fight
Cuz his skin is so soft and his lips are so tender
As his kisses caressed my body with gentleness
I was raptured
And all sorrow was deleted for another tommorrow
And the thunder and the clouds could no longer remain
Even the lightening was no longer in sight
And this Latin hombre
Was caressing me
The tatoo of an eagle
Was on his back
I couldn't get enough
Of you
Cuz you taste so good
.....
And my mood
Was turquoise and blue that was light
And I was mezmorized
Jamaican Style
 

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