Black Poetry : The Call (spring fever repost)

[Heartbeat]

The Call

Deliciously delicious
Your flow not fictitous
Delicate and delectable
Flaws in your body, undetectable
You're superbly superlative
I'd love to be inside
Enjoying your hospitality
You and I, sexually prolific
Nothing scientific
But more than proficient
The pace and rhythm fast and furious
Not much time to be tenderly curious
Extreme pleasure is the essence
Raw to the core
Nothing fancy, nothing pretentious
Your love and my love
The main ingredient
Moving as one
Uncontrollably obedient
Obedient to the call
Enjoyed by all
Heard by all
Who want to let it go
Unashamedly
Horizontally
Vertically
Any way is fine with me
Just keep it real
Keep it free
We'll hang forever
Famously

BE

 

[alyce]

umm

the call
inciting my riot
enticing me to
explore more
than invite
you in
mingling our nectar
melding our skin
pleasuring our bodies
exposing ourselves
that part we cannot
show anyone else
without a word
I feel your eyes
send the message
slowly up my thighs
I open my arms
just come take all
there's only one answer
when we hear
the call


whew!

thanks BE
A

 

[Destee]

Whew! is Rite!!!

Double Whew !!!

Yall go 'head now!

 

[Bishop]

BE...Man you be flowin with this one....Keep it coming...

 

[saleem]

yep

a dangerously wonderful/wonderfully dangerous force ~ the call. yes suh!

Tight, as usual, BE, Ms.A

S