Black Poetry : rude awakening

[alyce]

~an old favorite~

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feminine hands softly palpate smooth
broad shoulders, and glide slowly
down firm, muscled arms, misting
with body dew ~
and fingers-in-fingers, closing
one by one, intertwining
strong-to-soft digitalia into the warm, moist grip
of love
knuckles lose their coloring ever so slightly
as passion’s fire builds everywhere, between/throughout
extemities ~
steam from bodies rise as fingers meld together to
become
one hand ~
the
metamorphosis reaches
its apex,
with no way to tell the beginning/middle/ending
of pulsating, yet sated flesh

&
I wake up and wonder if she touches you that way...


A, 2000

 

[Bishop]

OOOOOHHHHHH!!!! Alyce!!!! girl you know I like it when you write like this....

 

[henryx40]

only you

she don't know how you touch me
she has no clue
that things you do to me
behind closed doors
inside daydreams
where things aren't as they seem

she don't know your in my mind
day and night
angles taking flight
or is it i who fly on wings
in the sex joy fantasy you bring

only you know how to touch me
like that and this and ohhhh ****
don't awake
keep touching me
cause she don't know

 

[Destee]

Alyce Gurl you had my fingers all moving & stuff ...
dancing to this peace

go 'head Gurl!!!

very nice!



Destee

 

[Amun-Ra]

Always

This why IO love to read you--I always feel like I am there--no matter what it is--you bring the reader right into the scene and make them a part of it--that's good writing--strong--Ra

drop past my colum, I'm talking about lesbians today--Ra