Black Poetry : the extreme side of the meadow

dnommo

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I need to connect with your quiet moments
When you can lay back in the summer heat
And listen to the melody of the fan allowing
The cooling breeze to transcend your spirit;

I must intertwine with your delicate senses
When the day takes precedent over the now
And your heart beats faster than before when
The voice of love comes knockin’ at your door;

I intend to combine with your intimate thoughts
So that I can play within the erotic to transform
Them into the euphoric leaving you in a state of
Loss between lustful thoughts and loving touch;

I expect to conjoin with your untouched passion
So that I can leave a trail of memories so long that
The path could never be journeyed by one who
Couldn’t handle the intensity of libidinous intimacy;

I anticipate all these things for today I see you in ways
You only experience when your erogenous zone erupts
From the mere mention of my name and your body starts
To shiver when another walks by that is reminiscent of me;

The meadow is not for everyone…
only those who can handle the strength of my love…
 

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