11:50PM
It's like....
10 minutes to midnight
establishing this invite, envisioning this insight
to merge within the depths of the curves
of this mixed type
hormones speak louder than me....
lemme sit tight
as minutes fly rapidly, frustrations sit dramatically
She's thinkin, "I know he'll be mad at me
for my low cell battery."
Yeah...I know her strategy....
she'll then beat me in the mental with flattery
then fantasies become frantically woven under the canopy
1:15AM
I'm damn near sleeping
awakened by door knocks
it's a sure shot of a pure plot
eyes wide, jaw dropped
she visually stroked my soft spot
of my hardened frame
I know you're late, so pardon your game
no need to explain....I ain't about lock n' chain
got high accolades, ready to spark n' aim
the eyes are painted the color of lust
physical draped in cashmere fabric, the color is rust,
wearin rubber's a must
let me smother you up
cover you up with edible stuff
Parkay-style when I butter you up
1:30AM
critical thoughts encased within
the physical course, consider it bought....
when you pay close attention with a bit of a force
not to mention embedded tension
released at my discretion
manual.....oral....."penal"
codes
not a hard thing to crack, right?
look under the black light
my greatest inscription is my latest edition
as proof of my merciful missions
no convictions or frictions
good fuck or good luck
no superstitions......
3:48AM
quite certain she was hurtin for another inversion
pussy willow and pillows still drenched....thirstin
laid close to a bird's eye view of the persimmon
it carries the forbidden fruits of the papaya
edible sweets....delectible treats
take one good shot of this incredible freak
pulling incredible feats
banging the drum slowly.....
producing impeccable beats
and while the head nods to the rhythm
she devastates and sensates the speakers of my inner system
volume increases to intensified maximum notions
packin in convulsions.....lava-filled explosions
exposing internal lotion
a.k.a. "nut"
sending minerals in general
to butt or gut
8 AM
alarm clock in my ear drills
"bo-dussy" in the air killed
by the fragrance in the air fills
what tender loving care builds
or to put bluntly......
saw honey, face all sunny....cookin me breakfast
and walkin all funny......
(glad we got one in before her monthly).....haha
I envisioned you and I in this poem. Hope you didn't mind my blunt honesty. I guess you could always delete this critique though...very sensual (and nice) poem. Flowed very well.
Very sexy. I like your flow.