Black Poetry : unfurled

[watzinaname]

Now, I wonder whom this is for? Desiring more than merely a voice over the phone, counting the days til the two of you can touch. You conveyed that feeling passionately. Flow on brotha poet.

 

[MzBlkAngel]

very passionate flow
likes this vibe
peace
angel

 

[angelicsage]

Love…

I have always respected your gift for writing…
Now…
What I never thought could be written with “fire”…has been done
The impossible has taken place…
Somehow you’ve harnessed the elements of this world…water, wind, oxygen…
and even fire inside your soul…your tongue…and ultimately inside your pen…

These things combined with a level of passion I never thought could be mirrored…
Continuously blows my mind…every time I read you

Your ability to be so “diverse”…but yet master every subject, style…and even your most
Intimate thoughts and desires…leave me speechless

…This piece was like LAVA, taking over a helpless village

And I….

I…my heart, body and soul…was that village…forever living at the foot of your volcano…

*whew *…..lawd

Let me get to it….Nothing this phenomenal should be left unreciprocated… ​

 

[angelicsage]

…of divine origin
Contorting my spirit & pulling
the duality of my Pisces in sync…
our thoughts combine
until my voice sinks
into…soft cries of intimacy
and muted rapture…
yearning…
I find myself crooning your name
…in the twilight of your ecstasy
My fingertips laying against my delicate throat
As if…
To ease the heat that rises
Over my body and face
Your unfurled secrets
Expose my weakness and growing addiction …for you

Burn marks on the inner thighs of my essence
your subatomic prose…goes
From zero to 180…in a matter of 60 seconds or less…
I’m counting down the minutes…the days
Of having you next to me
…because that place…that place
Between love and lust, where we exist
With feverishly hungry souls
And storms brewing on fingertips
And tongues
Is imminent and ….love
Was inevitable…
As time loses…time
We get closer to the fulfillment
Of what we both cling so desperately to

Your seed growing hellishly inside me…
I stand in the morning air…
And let my bare feet touch the dew
To cool the insane fever
…which can’t be tamed, until we
Are palm to palm…

……………..I’m waiting
We shall unfurl
In unison…

 

[triniti424]

*sigh* smh
*closing the door and pullin the curtains so the neighbors dont see and complain...again*
Goodness gracious hehehe *giggles*
you two are the cutest thing since footie pajamas lol

I no longer resort to acknowledging just one of you
because it is clear that your souls feed off of each other
and one should not and can not be without the other
and it is beautifully romantically LOVE

now stop doin that in front of the window b4 the neighbors chiren pass by again and learn somethin they werent spose to know smh hehehe