Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by HODEE, Jan 7, 2009.
When momentum reaches unsustainable levels
When your caught up in passion throws...
Your words always have such love and softness to them.
he kissed me with gentleness
I was swept away
Didn't act upon
Now he misses her
There's one thing I never want to miss,
It's the gentleness of his tender kiss
the caressing of his wonderous hands
I beckin to his ...every demand!
Pure essence in her
embrace partaken under
da glow of her lips
he asked to kiss me.
i thought: "such a gentleman!"
kissed me--on the cheek.
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