Black Poetry : Mind Funk

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The edge
Close
To the Center
Her heart
I try to reach, yet always I miss the mark
I’ve attempted to induce seduce reduce her towards desire
Only to have it backfire against me
Now she’s only interested in sensuality
Some men might find this a good thing, but I am not the usual man
I want her to love me
Not just my hip/no/(poe)tic verbal persuasions
Mental masturbation
That soils undergarments
Where She once said I’m sadistically torturous, but my goal is not to torment
I’ve helped release her mind and body, but I keep missing her heart and soul
Taught her a new way of finding control
Over herself
Inhibitions damned
I wanted to be her man
I wanted what we have to go passed the bedrooms
Emotionally though I’m the only one consumed
In the thoughts of her
I would like to go beyond the point of being just lovers
What we have is not so complex (yet it is difficult to measure)
Question is, can it go beyond the need for sex? (without forsaking that pleasure)

I revealed myself the sinner
She became intrigued
She’s not the innocent type but she is more innocent than me.
My blunder,bungling, mistake, err
Mind Funk whispers


How? you ask could I seduce her
Me 40 pounds overweight, missing some teeth, I aint no looker.
Enticing Mind Funk Whispers

Listen to how I once whispered to her

“Come here close your eyes I got something for you
No, come closer, it’s something for your ears and mind too
Here take this in your hands
Do you know what you’re feeling?

Deep Dark Red Mango
Brought up
Caribbean in origin
Hold firmly
Let me unsheathe my knife
My saber blade razor sharpened
To cut slowly
Deliberately pealing skin
Exposing caramel like sugary elixir
Wait you must not eat yet
Mmm can’t you smell it?
The aroma envelops the air like a deep ocean does a ship
Oh I see the waters on the borders of your lips
Succulent sensations your awaiting
Scintillating, a tease to tastebuds
Tender delicate meat exposed
What Was that a spasm for desire?
As the sweet juices spill to your hands
Your mouth can’t resist
Go ahead now it’s all right for you to devour
No need for etiquette
Go on go ahead,
Swallow it’s nectars
Devour it’s flesh
I know you can no longer fight your passions
When the juices flow pass lips to neck
To breast
I will willingly bathe you clean
As cat cleans her kitten, a tongue lashing baptism
Till the juices are fully gone and you are left fully satisfied

Go ahead…Now you tell me could you be a seduced by a little mind funk whisper?

Nahshon-Rae
 

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