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I see what I want

As     a l w a y s..

And

I

Want What I cannot always have



But I must and I will

For how else will I know?

If I don't chance and succumb

To   a    bitter    sweet    p o s s i b i l i t y

Of a passionate moment stolen



Through sensuous evolutions

Change..

Perpetuating my thoughts

Beyond    r a p t u r o u s l y    filled    c o n c l u s i o n s

Taking place in my third eye

T e a r i n g    me   up

Making me blink

P r o f u s e l y

To clear my vision

As I stumble

And I try



I know

Exactly how I want

What I see

As always...

But why?

Why can't this Queen

not have

what cannot be?



Your eyes

Between the brown sugar

Of my    t h i g h s



Your hands

Underneath the    s m o o t h n e s s

Of   my   feet



Your tongue

Wrapped around every one of my

G a r n e t     g a r n i s h e d    t o e s



My ankles

Nestled   c o m f o r t a b l y

Within the curvatures   of  your neck



Affluent motions

Of our torsos

Causing our    m i n d s    t o    b l o w



Performing ninety degree angles



Tessellations of our limbs

All covered with sweat

And tangled



As   you

Acute   me



And   I

Obtuse   thee



And the fruits of our labor

Ripen with    d e s i r e



And

Cum

Trickled

Flavor

Filled

M o m e n t s

Of    stolen    passions



I know where I want

How I want

What I see



The contours of your mind

Embracing the   very   thought

Of

WE In spirit

Of WE in mind

Of WE in heart

Of WE consumed

By one another?s    b o d i e s



Stretched out

Before a clock with no time

A future with no signs



Just Faith

And the Word

Just Praise..

P  r a i s e

To the MAN above

That our union

Goes   not   unheard



I?ve attended 32

Of eternity's 12 month sessions

Survival is my game

Creativity and love

Are the cornerstones

Of my blessings



S i l e n c e

Has been my companion

Far too long

I step ever so lightly

With grave precaution

As my past transcends me

Unto wisdom





As Ecclesiastes

After  Proverbs

And Proverbs after Psalms



I welcome the idea of YOU

Becoming My situation



My truest fantasy

My spiritual libation



My member

My mate

My man



My future

My place

My plans



My baby   d i v i n e

The smile in my day

That makes me loose track

And   all   concepts   of   time



My love

My lover

My friend





My end..



The demise to all of my madness

This madness

That makes my brown eyes blue



Dulling my shine..

Exuding my heart with sadness



Will you?

Will you love me?

Can you love me?





Or will you try to

STEAL

AWAY



MY

MOMENT



OF

PASSION?



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