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A
Seven-Part Series
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Come
here...
Let
me whisper in your ear...
Closer......closer......so
that my breath can tickle your ear,
slithering
a tingling sensation down through your body.
Hmm,
now what did I want to say?
Oh
yes......do you mind if I call you baby?
Boo?
My man?
My lover?
Do
you mind if I lean in and flick my tongue across the lobe of your
ear,
whispering
to you how much my body aches for you?
Mmm,
boo, I can’t stop thinking about you.
It’s
like you took up residence inside of my head, evading my every
thought,
making
me hot and wet and hungry for my tasty lil boo...
and
just so you know...that’s you.
May
I so sweetly kiss your cheek and follow it with a licking of your
lips?
May
I lay in bed with you, talking and laughing and just being silly?
May
I throw on a CD, take you by the hand and dance slow and close
with you?
May
I pull you into a long, sultry hot shower that will leave us both
wet
in
more ways than one?
Please
say yes....just kiss me and let me know that you want that, too,
because
whatever you want, I’m here to do it for you.
Want
me to hold you, stroking your back and kissing your forehead?
Want
me to kiss you, starting at the top of your head,
making
my way down to that uprising part of you?
Want
me to be the sweet one, letting you ravish me relentlessly?
Want
me to be the naughty girl, pulling out my scarves and
sexually
torturing you?
Just
let the word yes fall from those luscious lips of yours,
and
with the powers bestowed upon me,
those
words will become reality.
Because
at this moment,
this
very second,
making
you smile, making you warm,
making
your heart glow, making you feel love
is
all I’m about.
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I
lick my lips in anticipation for the sweetness
that
promises to wreak havoc on them,
a
sweetness that seems to seep through
my
warm lips and fill my mind,
my
body with you, making me drunk from you.
As
a kid, the candy store is where
I
ran to buy my chocolate treat.
Now,
I run to you for your kisses,
so
damn sweet,
kisses
that make me think of tasting
your
chocolate down
to
the gooey center
and
begging you for more,
a
taste so sweet
my
need can't be ignored.
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One
word, I’m yours
another,
heartbreak
Just
to hear from your lips
that
you think of me,
want
me,
need
me,
love
me,
could
make me feel reborn.
Can
you possibly feel what I do?
Thoughts
of your eyes,
your
smile,
your
voice,
your
mouth
on
mine,
your
arms
holding
me,
your
hands
touching
me,
our
bodies
together,
creating
a passion
an
ecstasy
unknown
to any.
Do
I speak in vain?
Do
you feel this pain?
This
aching
longing to connect.
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Who
would have thought
that
words could move the mind,
could
move the heart,
could
stir feelings within?
How
just with your voice,
I
become flushed,
and
warm,
and
aroused?
As
your mouth forms three lil words
that
ring so sweet in my ears,
it
does appear
that
I’m falling in love.
I
fight it,
say
I don’t want it,
tell
my mind to refuse it,
tell
my body to run from it,
but
my body,
my
mind,
my
heart,
betray
me.
As
your mouth releases
those
three words:
I love you,
my
body radiates with a heat,
with
a warmth
that
I can’t explain.
My
need for you so hard,
so
real
that
at times I can’t breathe,
can’t
think.
I
don’t want to hurt you,
I
don’t want to hurt me,
so
I try to move away,
stay
away
from
that voice,
those
words,
but
the withdrawal is too great.
Without
you,
your
voice,
my
body aches
and
shakes.
I
don’t know what will happen,
what
the present or future will bring,
but
your voice,
your
words
have
me in a spell I don’t think can be broken.
As
I try to pull away,
I
still yearn for you to say
those
three words:
I
love you.
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I
reached out for you last night,
but
you weren't there.
Instead,
I had the vision,
the
images of you as perfect
as
a picture,
as
the real thing,
but
you weren't there.
I
recalled a kiss by you
that
made my heart race.
I
could feel the warmth of your lips,
the
probing of your tongue,
but
when I opened my mouth to moan,
you
weren't there
When
your fingers lightly danced
along
my breasts, I whispered your name,
but
when your warm wet tongue began
its
descent upon one of my stiff nipples,
you
weren't there.
My
legs slipped upon
your
shoulders as you slowly, deeply
tasted
the moist heat of my feminine chamber.
I
cried out in pain and pleasure, wanting to
ride
the wave of you, but before I could explode,
you
weren't there.
There
isn't a part of my body, my mind
that
isn't touched by your presence
and
yet
you
have no presence, no appearance
I
shiver and stifle moans just remembering
how
powerful my feelings are,
how
powerful my feelings would be
if
your disappearing acts ceased,
if
your reappearance released
the
love that you used to have for me.
Just
please,
reappear
so
we can disappear
in
the love I know is still there.
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How
many times have I told myself
That
I wasn't doing this shit anymore?
Don't
matter how many degrees
How
much you achieve
A
woman will fall prey to love
That
will bring her to her knees
Hitting
us off with smooth lines
Taking
us out to wine and dine
Add
a sprinkle of I love yous
And
a sistah be acting the fool
Giving
negroes love they probably
don't
even deserve
Not
realizing their love is so precious
It
should be put on reserve
But
I digress
For
I must confess
Got
my heart in a love jones
And
it has me a mess
Keep
telling myself to shut my heart down
But
another fine brotha walks into my heart's town
Throws
me his smile, reels out his line
And
my damn heart betrays me every time
I
guess I'm doomed for failure
For
my heart never listens
With
the right kiss…touch
Between
my legs glisten
And
I'm caught up in the rapture
And
can't even see
The
inevitable hurt and despair
That
he will throw upon me
Damn,
How
many times have I told myself
That
I wasn't doing this shit anymore
Didn't
want to crumble on the floor
Crying
and wondering what I did wrong
Singing
one of those familiar sistah songs
My
man don' left me
My
man don' cheated on me
My
man don' lied to me…yet again
It's
insane
But
I'll tell you one thang
No
matter how many times we swear
Declare
how unfair this shit is,
We'll
be right there, professing
Love
and despair over it again
Damn
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My
heart
so
heavy
like
lead
it's
dead
If
only
I
could
keep
from
wanting
the impossible dream
wanting
the sun to beam
A
ray
of
light
of
hope
of
love
my
way
My
heart
so
hard
from
lack of love
of
attention
of
warmth
Praying
for
looking
for
searching
for
the
heat to
revive
it
But
alas
I
fear
will
not come near
the
heat
Trust
is gone
made
me come undone
And
now
and
now
I
sit
lonely
alone
and
coldhearted
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