X-Rated

I lay awake, perspirated, eyes dilated, self-aided yet still frustrated, feeling emaciated, needing to be hydrated -with -your -LOVE -unsatiated. Remembering the unequated, to be penetrated, ejaculated and saturated, then, the swell of the procreated. I long to be pollinated -by -you -again. As I ruminated rhythms palpitated, curtains closed, darkness concentrated, essence of my yearning emanated and vibrated –against -the -WALLS. Lingering scent of incense incinerated, lips part for the accommodated, undulated and unadulterated, desires asphyxiated, words unarticulated. The sun rises over me accusingly. Alienated for having deviated, In want of being validated, the void commiserated because it’s -Complicated. Though opportunity to be captivated and ravishingly consecrated, I have duly abated -discombobulated. Fast forward time, accelerated. Return of my king celebrated. We be consolidated, me elated, you -fellated. My thirst quenched and evaporated. Intensity of intimacy not hallucinated. We float in delicious -af -ter -glow. The sun will be left to weep inadequated.

Addicts

2 addicts should never be friends Recreational encouraging 11 days sober To stay clean but Temptation wins Both anticipatin the artificial insemination Of a temporary pleasure And when it goes down They crawl from their warm n fuzzy oh so delusional Happy places Disgrace smeared like shit on their faces Pointing fingers at each other Claiming it was the other Motherfucker who initiated it They cry and beg for forgiveness Then make a gang of false promises But never gettin what they seek and Not hearing what they speak The only truth spit from their lips is “Same time, next week”

Fruit Cocktale

“Ring! Ring!” Kiwi: Hellooo? Banana: Hey girl, how you doin Ki? Kiwi: Hey B, whatchu up to? Banana: Nothin much, just thinkin maybe you wanna hook up later? Kiwi: Nuh uh! I heard u told Cherry I was a tart! Banana: What r u sayin? Nah gurl, I called u tangy. Besides my sweet and your tart would make a great mix gurl. Kiwi: Mmmm i dunnooo…. maybe… alright i guess- “beep” Kiwi: Oh wait somebody’s on my other line …two minutes pass while Banana waits for his answer. Kiwi: Hello, B? That was Grape. Banana: Tsss, what’d HE want? Kiwi: He was askin if I wanted to hook up later, talkin bout he was all juicy for me and— Banana: What’d you TELL him? Kiwi: (smiling coyly) I told him I was mixin it up with you later and he got all defensive sayin he was just kiddin and that he had too much to do later anyways…… I

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Imaginary

My son has an imaginary Daddy With whom he takes on imaginary trips Adventures to imaginary lands And sails on imaginary ships He’s created his own world Where fathers don’t abandon their sons Here he can admire the man That he’s one day destined to become My son has an imaginary Daddy A Daddy who lives in his dreams His Daddy shows him right from wrong And many wonderful things

Seaside

A warm ocean breeze is washing over my face and gently brushing the hairs at the nape of my neck Whispering in a tongue alien to my ears but as familiar as my mother’s womb to my heart The sea’s waves are rising and falling against my ribcage dictating my breathing pattern with its pressure As the tide approaches the shore a tickling stirs in my abdomen as if descending on an amusement park ride The water is dancing on the sand tauntingly, yet demanding the respect it deserves Relaxing I can already feel its preamble of tentacles, moist and preparing The intensity of the waves’ motion is increasing, growing massive in height and might This can only mean the tide will be reaching me shortly Soon I will be engulfed in a tropical sea My breathing synchronizing The mist chanting sweetness in my ear And the words once alien to me becoming my mother tongue ~QaaliFLOWERS

Over Reacting

15 Hours and 56 minutes since we last spoke Was hoping to hear from you when I awoke I reset my phone cuz maybe it’s broke Now its 16 hours &1 minute and this ain’t no joke Did something bad happen for me to worry Maybe you had to leave town in some big hurry Or were you arrested or abducted in a flurry Is there a perpetrator out there I need to bury Were you in some sort of accident Are you laid out in pain on the pavement Have you broken bones that need to mend Are you wrapped up in a plaster encasement Don’t tell me SHE came back and stole you away I put it on you too good for you to stray My heart can’t take you leaving me today If so tell her run cuz I don’t play 16 hours 12 minutes and still no you I’m getting restless but what can I do

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No “Good”byes

With false courage on my lips I kiss you goodbye I won’t be cliché, I will not cry Most of my heart is torn from my chest The biggest part you now possess This hollow frame counts as your footsteps disappear 28 29 30 into nowhere The glass fogs from the heaviness of my breath I try not to breathe at all, challenging death The sun warms my forehead, pressed against the pane Its rays energize and cultivate the strain of my pain Let me peel myself from the view which has diminished in value Without you Must busy myself with work There’s plenty to do But my motivation is in the extra heart riding on a quest Tell me can you sense your blood pumping in excess? My passion and devotion flowing through your cells Laced with the sweet secrets that we cannot tell I’m getting weaker every moment my heart stays removed from me My blood growing still

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The Hunt

I am flat on my belly Tall blades of grass engulf me Camouflaged, my cheek nestles against the earth My ear listens to the music of history below the surface The richness of the soil penetrates my nostrils And entrances my mind Adrenaline pulsating through my veins like heroin I am high To be the Hunter And the Hunted Painful pleasure to be had I need to taste, to be tasted My prey is near My eyes tightly shut Lashes mix and intertwined like branches of ancient trees No need for sight when the wind tells the secrets I hear his thoughts, his needs The universe vibrates beneath his footsteps Each heal to the ground drums a pulsating call Through my chest Encouraging my heart to continue its dance My skin pricks and tingles as the taste of the salty sea and the sweet, dark confection Of his flesh approaches I salivate with anticipation hips raise slightly Palms press into

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