Black Poetry : The Unspoken

[baller]

I dug deep into the furrow of
Your womanly place
Loosely kissing the Misses
As each long stroke
Knocked on her
Cervix
Apex’ing messages
As Mr. Johnson
Tingled
In
The depths of her throes

She held me
Deeply

~ Nestled
In the warmth of her folds

I froze

As he let go

And warmed-over “Blueprints”
Set out on their “intent”
To invade and Multiply
Didn’t think to ask “Why”
She let me ride her
“Skin-to-skin”
With no idea
The world I live in

She held me
Deeply
Massaging me
As the core of our “Being”
Co-mingled
A Tingle
Signaled
The “WRONG” fear
Expected
…Had
Neglected
The first rule of Survival
…Rejected
In our hour of
“I need you”
Didn’t heed you
When you tried…“Weakly”
To stop me
As you fell prey to
Requests of
I want to feel (you)
…To see
To look…inside
Where “the little man in the boat” resides

She cried
When lips met lips
‘Til our hips
Did a sensual
“Bump-n-grind”
I’d be lying
If I said it wasn’t good
Know I should (have)
But how could (I have) waited a second more
You talking ‘bout going to the store
To pick up some
But I said we didn’t need none
…Didn’t want none
Wanted to feel some
Silky softness
As I entertained your insides
Never even tried to understand the
“Future implications”
Sexual relations
Weren’t new to me
‘Twas nothing you could do to me
That I didn’t want you to do

I know
HIV is the virus that causes AIDS
But you haven’t played
The games
People with AIDS
Have played
Thought I’d be safe
Where I laid

Me loving you
You loving me
Didn’t want to see
Didn’t want to hear
What my conscience was telling me
Coz jimmy hats seemed
So uncool to me

Did you know
HIV can be contracted
Through the exchange of
Bodily fluids
Saliva
Blood
Ejaculate

I didn’t care
I just wanted to share
What I had to give
With you
I wanted to do it
…Wanted to screw with
The reckless abandonment
Of the dangerous
No one could come between us

~ For this one night ~

It’ll be aiight…this one time
I’ll get mine
And I’d be gone
Notched belt
For my playa throne

I stroked it long

Late into the night
Our cries of pleasures
And sated sighs
Brought tears to your eyes
I thought were true
Then…
Six months later
You told me the truth
Of you

~ I’m HIV Positive ~

I look back on my plans
My dreams of “A family man”
In corporate finance
Now…I try to
Understand
How I so easily dismissed words like
“Sexual abstinence”​

 

[$$RICH$$]

Sometime we over look the facts in da pleasurement moments
to eterlace and letter become a victim to life's deadly mold

This was well done and i felt every lick of it fo sho.......wow !

WAKE UP FOLKZ.....ya heard !!!

 

[cocobutterskyn]

Hey Baller...

Pregnancy and curable stds are no longer the unwanted when it comes to unprotected sex.
Funny thing, most can be avoided if we’d think with what’s above the neck, instead of what’s
below the waist.

“Sexual abstinence” <---- Them some important words!

You always do you so well and I always enjoy it!


MaddSistahlyLove!
Coco

 

[baller]

Sir $$RICHNE$$...

...those PLEASUREMENT MOMENTS only go so far. if they lead to doom, down the highway, were they really that PLEASURABLE? but, yes...WE DO GET CAUGHT UP. THANKS for reading.

Ms Butta...if given a choice between PREGNANT and HIV POSITIVE, the choice would be PREGNANT everyday. THINGS DO CHANGE. however, i don't think it's a question of thinking below the waist...as much as doing what comes natural. JUST USE COMMON SENSE WHEN IT HAPPENS. THANKS for your words.

and the river floweth.

 

[Da Street So'ja]

we're only human

we take chances, chances on "feeling good"

your poem is very profound

and a wake up call

thanks for the post poet