poetry
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Every imprint left leaves an ability to create new memories and reshape my synapses to fire in a rhythm with the pulse of your breath as it becomes slower and deeper As your breathing shifts from images created by my words vibrating to an orgasm imagined, but unfulfilled.
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You never professed that I was yours Never made my protection part of your daily engagement I was the black bag spinning around the carousel Everybody checking, turning me over and flipping me around to see if I belonged to them Belonging to everybody and nobody Never claimed
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*Inspired by the Daily Prompt: Confess Is confession healing for the soul? All the ancient texts of wisdom seem to agree – tell it to a voice behind a screen, write it on paper, draw it on the walls and your soul will soar. Does that mean today’s oversharing/random check-ins and long rants on social media are
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You never thought there would be multiple people sharing our bed Infusing their energy Their experiences Sexually, seductively, sensually Sonia, Countee, Langston and many many more. Gender didn’t matter because we moved through them all, giving each one a moment’s meditation for their words: on love, on sex, on healing, on God, on family, on
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I paused when I saw the picture now long gone The one I knew immediately I wanted to recreate with you and would hold in my mind while I masturbated dreaming Us and a bed Me and my thighs You and your lips me on all fours, my knees surrounding your ears while your beard
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“I thought the world would revolve without us,” the singer sang The world demanded them their time their energy their gifts But in each other, they created a space only penetrable by a shared heartbeat Breathes slowed Stressed eased Spirits whispered With the kiss of lips, phones forgotten Waking up to fifteen messages and three
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I knew I would miss you before I said goodbye. I knew I would spend the night crying and listening to her sing “I won’t pretend.” I knew all I wanted was your voice in my ear while my arms held you and to kiss you good morning. I knew I would wonder if you
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I want to devour you Sit on top of your lips Thighs choking you Drown you until you can’t breathe anything except me Ride your tongue until it hurts Ferocious on your dick Thrashing my legs until I cum once twice three times My release vicious Leaving you hard and helpless Ravage you Peel back
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Thoughts Melancholy Needing to be held To transfer To receive To submit To be dominated To relieve myself To give over thought But trust But trust But trust Not for the faint of heart Not for the weak Physical Raw But fear But doubt But over thinking But this Stevie Wonder But this overjoyed But
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A mirror reflecting no judgement Your silence Non response Letting me say anything Be anything Open No judgement No response I prattle on and on While you sit Silent I don’t bother with your thoughts Only mine
Wandering & Wondering 