Black Poetry : She Read Me Poetry

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  1. Reason

    Reason Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    She lubricated me with her verbal
    Moisturized my mind
    And slid me into her
    Mental~
    Had me open wide
    And fed me brain candy
    Made me close my eyes
    And told me about
    ~Sandy~
    Beaches in places she’d been
    Gave me a quiet place to rest
    On the left side of the tide
    Just above where the Oceans crest
    We smoked her curriculum
    And got a ~word high~ on the intellect
    Of her subtle shores
    She straight schooled me
    I drank of her nectar
    And started to sing…
    ~”Darling, You ooh ooh ooh, Send me”
    She sent me traveling
    Climaxing upon multiple expeditions
    Gave me visuals with multiple renditions
    She took me to places I’d neva been
    I sat under her waterfall
    And I’d blush at what
    She washed me in
    She gently undressed my mind
    And once nude~
    She said “wait, I’ll slip you into mines”
    She licked my memory till I
    Got intoxicated
    Had me yearning for more like
    Desperate~ly
    She read me Poetry~


    Can I please get one of you Talented sistas on the page to drop the flypside for a brutha?!? He read me poetry...
     
  2. Danilyn

    Danilyn Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    You know I'm lovin this. Give me a minute and I'll hit ya on the flipsyde!!!!
     
  3. alyce

    alyce Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    he read me poetry (most definitely)

    he read me poetry
    and as his tongue
    clicked softly
    against the roof of his
    mouth, pouring
    out sweet metaphors
    and similes...
    ....I became aware
    of how his verbiage
    enveloped me


    the timbre of his
    voice left my soul
    no other choice
    and so

    I opened


    he read me poetry
    taking me
    to another realm
    of possibility
    where
    dreams are
    waking reality
    and
    as far as my
    mind's eye
    could see
    I possessed
    the best
    of gifts,

    unequivocably

    he read me poetry
    and made a true
    believer of me
    I held so still
    and allowed him
    entry....

    into
    chambers of my
    being I never
    knew were there
    with nouns
    adjectives
    and multi-syllabic
    caresses...
    touching
    exploding
    in
    me
    everywhere....

    he read me poetry
    and showed me love
    in a brand new way
    in between his lines
    I heard him say....
    the unspeakable
    things
    from his heart
    and soul

    healing words
    to make a half-heart
    whole...

    my eyes followed
    every movement
    of his beautiful lips
    and I
    remember, to this day,

    his poetic fingertips

    which still fuels
    my longing to linger
    inside
    his reading
    room

    and forever abide...




    Thank you for the opportunity to express myself this last day of 2001, my brotha! I'm grateful to you. May you and yours enjoy a most blessed New Year!


    a :heart:
     
  4. Danilyn

    Danilyn Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Okay, here it goes!

    He massaged my temples
    with the silk of his voice,
    increasing the desire
    of my ears
    to drink in his wine.
    Brain waves subconsciously soaking
    up his essence
    slowly penetrating my membrane
    with verbal erections
    without any protection
    Cumming with sublime creations,
    the manifestation of his soul
    united with my dreams
    as he sang my heart's song.
    Transported to a place in time
    where limits are limitless
    and boundaries boundless,
    Where I savor your oral orgasms
    of erotic flow
    and let them quench
    my thirsty intellect.
    Hungry for your mental vibes
    to feed my starving thoughts.
    Your voice is commanded by the
    rise and fall of the ocean tide,
    rocking me slowly
    on your web of emotions.
    I'm feeling you
    deep inside
    as you carry me
    on your soul's journey...

    all while you read me poetry.
     
  5. N2urSoul

    N2urSoul Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Oh Reason!!

    After I read your tyte *** piece.... I thought, hmmm. Reason is in need of experiencing a 3rd World Orgasm :wink:


    Adult intellectual fantasies
    rated "P"
    ~for Private Content~

    Your murmured lyre resembles
    harp tones
    and every
    word you speak
    touches all 15
    points of my
    erogenous zones

    Paraphrased seduction with
    the allure of a coordinated
    conjunction that can
    arouse my linguistic
    libia minora
    causing my
    wom(b)anness to swell...
    I'm listening to you
    and you
    evoke my waistline to
    imitate a slow grind by
    touching my sexuality
    with prepositions
    included in
    your lyrical prohecies

    Appeasing the
    Ways to the Means
    of my creative well
    so deep;
    ...it stays wet when
    your words submerge

    Infinitive marking sensations -
    -- the proverbial stroking
    of my mind...
    -- maintaining my
    juices... and they're ready
    to flow...
    ...............freely

    Insert your
    copywritten proses
    in
    and
    out
    circulating my brain
    until my soul
    is saturated and I am
    left soaking wet
    from your prolific imagination

    A "Poetic Just- Us" performance
    produced by your ingenius
    that you share

    with only me

    Pour over me your locutions
    ...those spoken words
    filled with delineation
    that I can ride on top of
    all night

    Manifestations of
    hurt
    pain
    love
    and joy
    will become our
    written consent to four-play
    ...then our 3rd Worlds will
    creatively unite
    when we
    cerebrate an orgasm
    and read to each other
    some **** good
    .......poetry.......

    *scribes of immaculate conception



    (c) 2001 SOULOFASISTA
     
  6. cocobutterskyn

    cocobutterskyn Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    He read me poetry
    in his seductive tone
    and with smooth verbiage
    he teased his way
    through my crania
    exposing what had to be
    ~my mental clyt
    it felt that **** good
    when he licked it.

    at that point his
    diction had me
    hypnotized
    he was dictator
    of my imagination
    His subjective words
    were about to take me
    ~there
    when he noticed I
    was about to lose
    control and blow
    he slowed his flow
    ~and
    brought me down
    to a romantic simmer
    not ready to hit my
    hot spot yet

    the boldness and
    confidence of his
    seasoned vocabulary
    utilizing all the parts
    of speech
    ~he
    twirled my mind around
    time to time licking
    his lips as if he was
    sucking on a succulent peach
    He read me poetry
    that induced a mental climax
    that keeps me cumming
    ~and
    cumming
    ~and
    cumming back


    Happy New Year Reas
    CCBSKYN :heart:
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    yes indeed

    poetic justice 4 ya soul
    love dis to da last drop!!!:)
     
  8. Nia Maishani

    Nia Maishani Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    SPEECHLESS

    I know I have the vision
    to pursue the provocative mission

    But at the moment...
    I'm just trippin'


    One moment please...
     
  9. Nia Maishani

    Nia Maishani Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    He Read Me Poetry

    I KNEW THAT I WAS HOOKED
    THE MOMENT I PARTOOK
    OF HIS EFFERVESCENT FLOW
    'PON WHICH MY MENTAL SEED COULD GROW

    I BEGAN TO THRIVE
    NOW THAT THE SEASON HAD ARRIVED
    TO DISCOVER THE ONLY REASON
    THERE WAS FOR CEREBRALLIC BREEDIN'

    THE REASON...IT WAS HE
    OF ENIGMATIC IDENTITY
    I WAS SWEPT AWAY IN AWE
    BY HIS PENSEE BERCEMENT GRAS

    HIS WORDS...THEY FELL UPON ME LIKE THE LONG AWAITED RAIN
    THAT APPEARS LIKE AN OASIS, AS WAS THE SCRIBE'S REFRAIN...
    VERSE ONE WAS LIKE A CUMULUS CLOUD, HIS VOICE A SILVER LINING
    AND ONE BY ONE, SUCCESSIVE VERSES AMELIORATED MY PINING

    AND LIKE A HEAVY LODESTONE...
    HIS THOUGHTS SEIZED MY SPIRITUAL OZONE
    THEN MUCH TO MY SURPRISE
    I BEGAN TO RECOGNIZE

    THAT I WAS SEEING IN SLOW MOTION
    WHAT WAS CLEARLY HIS DEVOTION
    FLOWING THROUGH ME LIKE NILE WATER
    ELEVATING ME SUMMA CUM LAUDE

    AS TOGETHER HE AND I EXPLORED THE SUMMIT OF HIS THOUGHT
    I NO LONGER SAW NOR HEARD THE SCRIBE BUT FELT HIM WITH MY HEART
    AND THE WORLD AROUND US NOW WAS LOST IN INSIGNIFICANCE
    AS MY SCRIBE COMMENCED TO SHARE HIS THOUGHTS THROUGH TELEPATHIC CHANCE

    HIS SILENT FLOW WAS SO ENCHANTING... PENETRATING... MY INTUITION
    I COULD PANTOMIME HIS THOUGHTS BEFORE THEY CAME INTO FRUITION
    THEN I WAS BEGGING HIM TO STIFLE THOSE THINGS I DESPERATELY WISHED TO KNOW
    SO HE TOOK MY CUE AND TURNED ME OUT WITH COGNIT-APHRODISIAC FLOW

    I'D MET MY MATCH...COULD HARDLY CATCH
    MY BREATH FOR HE...WAS SO LIKE ME
    JUST WHEN I THOUGHT MY SEARCH IN VAIN
    HE READ ME POETRY

    ©2002 Nia Maishani
     
  10. epiphany

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    He reads Me Poetry

    He reads me poetry
    .....so savoir faire
    my mind contagious
    ~~he lures me
    to latent eruptions
    rekindled with
    poetic dewdrops
    his voice ~tasty
    leavin my mental
    locked on target
    erotic candy.....mmmm
    ~to the last word
    a relentless tenor
    he amasses all
    ~pleasure zones
    touching exotic
    ~~proportions
    ...every sensation
    ...every emotion
    dare his fantasies
    ~he reads me poetry
    with pulsating hints
    tantilizingly fresh
    you infuse me here
    suckle me there
    causing enrapture
    climatic excursions
    each time you scribe
    ~he reads me poetry
    in romantic bliss
    I merge into his
    ~imaginings
    no rhyme.....just Reason


    Epiphany :heart:
     
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