Black Poetry : Tip to Toe

[Shennia b]

Tip tp Toe

I saw him, this African King
He was atching me
This chocolate brother dipped in cinnamon
With a pinch of vanilla
And kissed by the sun
Had captured my gaze
I wanted to stay in this place
A place of never-ending epiphanies
His place of ecstasy.

I saw him...I saw him from tip to toe
This... this Innocent naked natrural beauty
Of an African man
Who was chiseled beyond my wildest Imagination
My life form was instantaneously filled with temptation

I saw passed his natural rare finest
I lo hmy: nged for his touch, I desired to be his lioness
You don't understand me when I say I saw the seat of his soul
Our eyes and spirits danced to a Nubian Ethiopian beat of long ago

After the dance I stepped back and looked away
He smiled and said, "Have a nice day."
****, that was the best sex I've ever had from tip to toe
And I didn't have to remove any of my clothes.

 

[queentswana]

Wow for a second I thought it was me in that place ...sounds like to me it was 's going off...I think we all been or would like to go there
welcome abroad the soul train.

 

[Antar]

-sexy-
i can dig it...

one,
/antar

 

[lilcherry76]

this was like i can't even explain it pass that..........beautiful

 

[watzinaname]

Now you were certainly into that brother. I liked this flow, welcome to destee!!