I smell the coffee brewing.
Soon, I'll down a cup
with real sweetener & heavy cream,
then ride like a banshee
listening to rage against the machine
& dreaming about
the way she once loved me.

We'll stroll one day
Down a country lane,
Palms together, flesh to flesh,
Stopping to kiss
In sunshine-dappled glades.
My hawthorne hero, holding me
against you as we gaze,
Stopping to laze
Upon each other,
Drunk on heat and sweat and summer ***,
The scents of oh, everything, including us
And we are all.
Giddily, we'll fall
Together. I will know
What it is to lie with you and laugh,
******* happiness in warm spurts
As you take me in your arms,
Fondling your possession
Finding me forever willing
Following me, fascinated, into the hot, hot
Summer of our lives.

You make me smile
in places unknown for grins.
Come here. I'll show you.

Tendrils of Alien Anime Lunge
Wide Eyed Innocent gets plunged


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The junk in my trunk?
Take some instruction, take aim,
teach me a lesson.

Your fingers. My neck.
We decorate time like this,
with touch and trembles.

You unbutton me,
one at a time, I'm released.
See my soul smile?

Temperature rising high,
body's clammy upon touch,
all from your eye contact,
it all feels so much,

You walk towards me,
my legs turn to jelly,
you whisper of pleasure,
a lit fire in my belly,

Finally alone we lay,
i caress your manliness,
tongue trickling 'o' my *******,
feeling pure bliss,

My body shaking with ecstasy,
wanting, needing, waiting,
your hardness pushing against me,
I taste your stiff being,

Holding back the urge of explosion,
you enter my warm, creamy secret,
sliding, teasing, thrusting,
our bodies shake as we feel it,

Tipping to the top,
Don't stop 'please' don't stop,
rushing, burning, throbbing,
warm, wet, oh so hot.

The Blue Nile is a Local Club
It Hosts the Poets Groove,
A Late Night spoken Poet event
That is the culture of the Smooth.

Desdamona The queen of the Poetry Scene
Hosted a Cool MC there for Years
Poets, Hip Hoppers and Rappers
All Gathered here bringing there words

Hip hop, Rappers, and Poets Hang
For that Late Night Poets Reading
The House band lays down your Music
Background as you perform the Speaking

The band can do from Jazz to Rap
They latch on to the feel and beat
Your doing your Reading replete
With the musical blendings complete

On the Stage with your Words
For an audience that heard
It gives you an incredible feeling
the Applause makes it all worth Dealing

I've seen Street Rappers Lay it down
Hip Hoppers with Singer Backgrounds
Girls with Love Poems, Feeling Alone
For a Poet its the best show around


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With his tongue coated in sugar
and a smile seeping with sin,
I ignored what Mama told me
and let that devil in.