Badu playing on the stereo...
Vanilla candle burning ...
Lights off.
Fan turning ...
Queen bed.
& me ...
Lying there naked with thoughts I unconsciously count the 3 seconds it takes for each breeze of Air to sweep my body from my nape to my toes
Shut eyes embracing the darkness, I breathe, then I spark this --
J walking, fast talking, city lights in my mind
Remembering when the city of New York was mine--
At least my old block that is
86Th. I take the 1 downtown feeling the urge to see who I can find --damn he's fine
Side tracked my dream skips to HE.
The HE I never speak of, just devour every piece of, every week on Thursday night--
"Hello Mr. Afternoon"
"Mr.Light skin butter pecan brown"
A short glance in his eyes for a fear of being lost
Deep kisses from this lover put my heart on defrost
As I turn around he lightly creeps up my back with the tip of his fingers, pulls me close from behind & the smell of his skin still lingers ...
quick shiver-- the switch of my body wakes me from my dream,that right before I would cum if this was reality--
Still the breeze from the fan hits my inner thigh & I'm chilled
naked with my thoughts my womanhood is revealed...
No comments:
Post a Comment