Black Poetry : midnight snack (an rain poem)

Giovanni

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my boy and I coin'd a bunch of terms.. one of them is "rain poems"
rain poems are erotic poems.. what happens when you stand in
the rain? you get wet, don't you? well aight then, here's a "rain poem":

my tongue
parts thighs
like knives---***** sliced
wet, & warm, -juices slide
outta brown fruit---I take to the head
like cereal bowl/ palmin' crescent moons---
collidin' below waistlines..

face tight,

between vice
grip, -thighs that
tie my tongue
below nappy black laces.

send you spiralin'
with pink fire, that burn
through you slow---inscence hips,

balance the ****
like flames---straddlin' candle wick
when I lick you there &
rearrange yuh pubic hairs,

stimulate yuh hips---
bouncin' like bass thump/
face clutch'd tight,

like---

bike seat
between *** cheeks,

wedged between gappin' thighs
that ride my face, along bikini line
like barcode swipe.

til' she wipes
her ripe wet t(wo)u
-lips all ova' my face, like
mango discharge---thick & sticky,

like envelope paste
in humidity.

mango juice, trailin'
cheek bones/ soak'd
like cow heel, in split peas
ova' rice.

cheek bones
soak'd between moans
in sighs, buried
in erogenous zones,

I punch the flames
with my breath & jerk
yuh rhythms,

through pubic funk

in pitch black
silence, you scratch'd
yuh sounds through..
 

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