Thursday 15 March 2012

Her journey to self-discovery..

Her journey to self-discovery was a conversation,
A game of hide and GO!.....
Seek!
Between her soft fingers and the nestled
Sweetness that lay between her thighs.

Textures of soft and sticky pleasure
Welcomed her grown conversation with herself.
Her scent.

The ins and deliberate outs
Of her excitement sang a song
That most men would never understand.
Even stone throws went mute.

The way God forgave her
When all He wanted was to taste the wrath of her scent.
The way Orange Suns and Milky Moons rested their heads
On the crests of her pelvic bones
Throwing constellations and breathless nanoseconds
Across the expanse of her body.
Until insatiable screams and pleas left her flesh
And rode on the backs of African nymphs.

Smelting Egyptian gold for her body's fortress
Wrapping silk whispers across the back
And front of her brown legs.
Melting into warmth and sweet solitude.

God watched as her journey to self-discovery
Turned to drum-hide-beating and whispered falsettos.
He feasted from a honey nest that only mad men hungered for.
He called on Selassie to view the the pleasures of pink and browns
Whites and Sunlight.

Buddha too obliged,
Raining rays of sunshine on her bed of
Pleasure.

Her journey of self-discovery.



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