A young black girl
dressed all in black,
shimmering like the ebon sea
at midnight.
A short black dress
barely covers her,
temptatious charcoal thighs.
She sits —
the ebon sea parts
revealing a shore of roses,
petals spread and glistening
of midnight dew.
The flowers call to me,
urging me to come….
closer, closer.
I am forbidden,
the curse of my ivory tower
is that I shall not swim
in the ebon sea.
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The early morning sunrise makes me think of you, gentle strokes of soft light cross your morning dew. And tender thoughts will cross my mind and ride up to the sky, I never question loving you, no need to ask them why. The morning sun lifts its face above your lovely garden, your budding fruit…
Fear is my name, an acronym of who I really am, controlling my motion, the light of my path, guiding my life. I am often very good, and sometimes very bad, always driven to behavior with fear leading the way. I have allowed my emotional core to be covered over, as the mantle of the…
Soft lips caress, brush light across mine, igniting sparks wake my slumbering soul. Touching fingertips dance with glee, then retreat, fingers intertwine, hold on for this moment in time. Tracings designs on to your neck, and farther still, on to your breasts, excited nipples reach out to mine. Breast to breast we rest, hardened flesh…
Eight eyes staring at me from ten inches above the ground, Blue eyes, green eyes, brown eyes – Waiting for me to break down, waiting for my soul to die so they will have something to eat. Overhead, a cardinal sings, long, loud, a pretty song… When I float by it takes to wing. Eight…
I’ve been this way before, different time and different place, alone, outside and lonely, amongst so many friends, searching for a newness amongst the same old thing. Was first as a child not past the first grade, my heart was hollowed out from the core as with a clade, and left to dry – I…
