Please, don't talk
I think it's best since
your tongue has me confused.
I think the less I know
the better this feels
the more of you
I want, and
the more of me
you can certainly have
With no conversation and minimal interaction
I have already determined that
I am going to make love to you.
Period.
It really is that simple
This internal draught seeks to be quenched
only by you
Those eyes have me longing for more,
your solid frame calls to me,
my mental begging to caress such smooth skin and
lie underneath that light smile
creating realms of possibilities, miles of opportunities
all of which I want to experience,
feel, know, touch, taste
record in the depths of my heart
But, when you talk I feel deflated
disappointed, sometimes disgusted
your lack of ambition is unattractive and
your inability to move forward is so unsettling
the internal ache quietly soothes itself
no longer wanting to feel your cure
my whispered need completely drowned out
by the loud warning bell in my head
So, don't talk and
I won't listen
Instead I will focus on the heat of you
in your quiet I can hear the only beat I am seeking
the only sounds I am yearning
stretching you past preconceived limits
allowing my unlimited exploration
until you take over
and guide me into your oblivion
So, just stay here, in this space
and please stay quiet.
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Friday, January 05, 2007
Friday, November 03, 2006
For the First Time
For the first time
in a long time
I sat back and observed
without speaking, judging, inputing
Actually analyzed my surroundings
compared wordly chaos to
peaceful home
For the first time
in a long time
I remember the honor
in purity; in oneness
in uniting only with the
preordained soul mate
designed just for me
For the first time
in a long time
I realized how blessed I have been
by supernatural interference
destroying attempted deception and
reuniting destructive separation
For the first time
in a long time
I really thought about
your decisions and sacrifices
considerations and thoughtfulness
Truly
Soul remembrances of kind spirit
and for real love
uniquely doled out and
stored in the reservoir
just for me
For the first time
in a long time
I thanked God
for you.
in a long time
I sat back and observed
without speaking, judging, inputing
Actually analyzed my surroundings
compared wordly chaos to
peaceful home
For the first time
in a long time
I remember the honor
in purity; in oneness
in uniting only with the
preordained soul mate
designed just for me
For the first time
in a long time
I realized how blessed I have been
by supernatural interference
destroying attempted deception and
reuniting destructive separation
For the first time
in a long time
I really thought about
your decisions and sacrifices
considerations and thoughtfulness
Truly
Soul remembrances of kind spirit
and for real love
uniquely doled out and
stored in the reservoir
just for me
For the first time
in a long time
I thanked God
for you.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Necessary Gentleness
Do you remember
the gentleness we shared
pure adoration and
sweet desire
Shared laughter
Similar desires
Unfaded hope and belief
the future just a
vast, neverending plane
of possibility
opportunity
riches and comfort in our dreams
We dreamed together
or, at least, I thought so
First your talent
then mine
but life swooped in
and survival became crucial
just me and you
against the world
sounds romantic but
in actuality its
a lonely, hard place for us
both to be
Lets take time out
separate carelessness
end cruelty and
remember past love,
past gentleness
the gentleness we shared
pure adoration and
sweet desire
Shared laughter
Similar desires
Unfaded hope and belief
the future just a
vast, neverending plane
of possibility
opportunity
riches and comfort in our dreams
We dreamed together
or, at least, I thought so
First your talent
then mine
but life swooped in
and survival became crucial
just me and you
against the world
sounds romantic but
in actuality its
a lonely, hard place for us
both to be
Lets take time out
separate carelessness
end cruelty and
remember past love,
past gentleness
Friday, October 27, 2006
Love's Misunderstanding
I used to believe that love
meant total and complete possession
Belonging to me and only me
Every offense was a threat
to my inner woman
undermining any and everything
that we were
Therefore, I had to
hold on tight
grasp firmly
claw and fight
to remain suctioned to love
I was wrong.....
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
meant total and complete possession
Belonging to me and only me
Every offense was a threat
to my inner woman
undermining any and everything
that we were
Therefore, I had to
hold on tight
grasp firmly
claw and fight
to remain suctioned to love
I was wrong.....
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
Labels:
black love,
control,
open,
possession,
pure,
undemanding,
wide,
withhold
Thursday, October 26, 2006
May I?
Your love is a deep well
May I drink from your depths?
cherishing every precious drop
this hallowed bank of golden spirit
your essence, streamed and plentiful
Your love is a meadow
May I sit on your grassy mounds?
peaceful and content
as your breathe blows trees
swirling around me
sprinkling orange and red leaves
all over, uncovered, free.....
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
May I drink from your depths?
cherishing every precious drop
this hallowed bank of golden spirit
your essence, streamed and plentiful
Your love is a meadow
May I sit on your grassy mounds?
peaceful and content
as your breathe blows trees
swirling around me
sprinkling orange and red leaves
all over, uncovered, free.....
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
Labels:
black love,
effervescent,
lips,
may I,
meadow,
pasture,
well
Monday, October 23, 2006
The Request
In one night
I opened my soul
revealed my heart and
displayed the internal confusion
new woman lust and awareness had
developed into new considerations, but
two years two late
for you
It was the first time
you were allowed a glimpse or
a slight taste of the
deep river flowing beneath my
innermost caves
normally still but suddenly rushing
slamming against shores
splashing onto banks of my mind...
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
I opened my soul
revealed my heart and
displayed the internal confusion
new woman lust and awareness had
developed into new considerations, but
two years two late
for you
It was the first time
you were allowed a glimpse or
a slight taste of the
deep river flowing beneath my
innermost caves
normally still but suddenly rushing
slamming against shores
splashing onto banks of my mind...
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
Labels:
black love,
loss,
offer,
rejection,
removal,
separation
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Fell In Love
Fell in love with a man
Uhm, well, kinda sorta
not really in love, more like
infatuated stimulations and
intimate inspirations
mental musings
creating physical longing
requiring his direct reaction
calming, soothing and healing
I called it love, but
he knew what it was
understood my boundaries and limits
more than I
He never encroached past that
established parameter...
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
Uhm, well, kinda sorta
not really in love, more like
infatuated stimulations and
intimate inspirations
mental musings
creating physical longing
requiring his direct reaction
calming, soothing and healing
I called it love, but
he knew what it was
understood my boundaries and limits
more than I
He never encroached past that
established parameter...
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
Labels:
addiction,
all man,
black love,
physical special vibration,
reign,
supreme
Friday, October 20, 2006
You
I couldn't help but
want you
cling to the idea of you
You are the
breeze against my ear
the light touch on my temple
the caress on my lower back...
want you
cling to the idea of you
You are the
breeze against my ear
the light touch on my temple
the caress on my lower back...
Labels:
black love,
buds,
feminity,
light touches,
romance,
streaming,
uninhibited,
young
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Soul Kiss
I'm sending you a soul kiss.
Only to you.
This unique symbol of devotion and love.
Identifying my soul mate,
spiritual partner, physical lover and mental stimulator.
Yes. A soul kiss.
My innermost vibration
radiating slowly in circular expansion
like a penny thrown in a still pond
creating slight ripples,
spreading and pulsing against you
filling every orifice until
locating your most secret self
When our souls touch
yours will recall making love to me
uttermost wants and secret whispers
admitted desires and deepest promises...
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
Only to you.
This unique symbol of devotion and love.
Identifying my soul mate,
spiritual partner, physical lover and mental stimulator.
Yes. A soul kiss.
My innermost vibration
radiating slowly in circular expansion
like a penny thrown in a still pond
creating slight ripples,
spreading and pulsing against you
filling every orifice until
locating your most secret self
When our souls touch
yours will recall making love to me
uttermost wants and secret whispers
admitted desires and deepest promises...
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
Monday, October 16, 2006
Rejected Happiness
Proud to say
I've rejected happiness
that illusive tempter seducing me with
flexed arms and masculine carved back
offering whimsical pleasure in
intermittent bursts, but continuity
always outside my grasp
No more will I
participate in this salsa
grinding against happiness' hips
absorbing his unique power
anticipating full release but
suffering unfulfilled withdrawal
Uh uh. I don't need happiness...
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
I've rejected happiness
that illusive tempter seducing me with
flexed arms and masculine carved back
offering whimsical pleasure in
intermittent bursts, but continuity
always outside my grasp
No more will I
participate in this salsa
grinding against happiness' hips
absorbing his unique power
anticipating full release but
suffering unfulfilled withdrawal
Uh uh. I don't need happiness...
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
Labels:
black love,
calm,
faith,
happiness,
peace,
rejected,
rejection,
still waters,
stream
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Down 4 Whatever
What happened?
We've lost that
down for whatever, whenever
spontaneity
Indulgent enjoyment
physical and spiritual
limited means, but
privileged circumstance
manifesting hourly enjoyment
daily lingering, playing
submerging, experimenting
Baby, I'm down for whatever
whenever
basement stools and
family room floors
attic coves and
bathroom showers
kitchen tables and
backseat benches
Time like grains of sand
pouring through hands
landing bountiful at our feet
But now it's gone
plagued by
responsibility and
grown folk drama
consuming energy and
exhausting creativity
snuffing out primal urging
making bed time actual sleep time
We can get it back
it's still there, I feel it
just rustle it up and recreate
preserve a bit of us
away from the world
set aside for only you and I
Hmm, naw, we don't have
to wait for tonight
with you, baby
I'm down for whatever.
We've lost that
down for whatever, whenever
spontaneity
Indulgent enjoyment
physical and spiritual
limited means, but
privileged circumstance
manifesting hourly enjoyment
daily lingering, playing
submerging, experimenting
Baby, I'm down for whatever
whenever
basement stools and
family room floors
attic coves and
bathroom showers
kitchen tables and
backseat benches
Time like grains of sand
pouring through hands
landing bountiful at our feet
But now it's gone
plagued by
responsibility and
grown folk drama
consuming energy and
exhausting creativity
snuffing out primal urging
making bed time actual sleep time
We can get it back
it's still there, I feel it
just rustle it up and recreate
preserve a bit of us
away from the world
set aside for only you and I
Hmm, naw, we don't have
to wait for tonight
with you, baby
I'm down for whatever.
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