the mellow tones of the night crept among me so smooth
with the invitation of ecstacy at its best,
I couldn't turn down the opportunity
tossing and turning in the sheets of my bed,
thoughts flooded my head with anticipation as I pondered on what was in store,
I kept quiet to keep the mood from being spoiled,
my time has arrived
each twist, turn, and roll of our bodies made more of a ruckus
trying our hardest not to become too loug
sweet and sexual moans escaped from my breathe like a hot summer's night
cool breeze of the atmosphere and the mixture of body heat created a funkiness in the air,
only it was irresistable
experiencing passion like never before,
my eyes rolled deeply behind my head, basking in the amazing strokes of this individual,
only to be reminded in the actual moment I was in
this person wasn't authentic
he was the fragment of my imagination seeking through my heart and teasing my mind
he wasn't making love to my body,
he was making love with my mind
believing that a man could do such a thing drew my mad
because I was afraid that I was becoming in love with someone who didn't exist
having created this individual in my thoughts, he started to take over me
being the man that I greeted at night, and said goodbye to in the daytime
imagined him in the physical form,
I wondered what he would look like
6'4 and chocolated skin
or 5'9 and caramel
it didn't mattered anymore because now he had where he wanted
intellectually stimulating my inner ambitions,
I lost myself in the climaxing of his devotion of being a newer breed
holding my body in the grips of his strong arms,
his one finger decided to trace the direction of my lower back
kissing each available part of my skin as I wimpered in pure arousal
tracing his tongue up towards my right breast,
he began speaking wisdom and knowledge into my soul, heart, and mind
wrapping myself in his innocent review, I began to allow tears to fall from my eyes
having enjoyed the moment even more, I asked him to dig deeper inside of me
upon my command, the force of his being became stronger
the most strength that I had ever felt from a man
pinning my body to the wall, he began to read my inner mystery
read me like a book, as if I was transparent
he spoke of my struggle, pains, and heartbreaks that never quite healed
amazed at his accuracy, tears fell further from my eyes to the floor
placing my hand between my legs covering my second heart,
he removed it and spoke in my ear
his sweet words of indearment let me understand that the real man does not seek sex,
he seeks the woman
the philosophy of the Black female has been tainted through the generational curses of ignorance
she is not her body, she is not an object; she is a brilliant human being
having heard such beautiful language, I wanted to give my all at that moment,
he relaxed my mind only to tell me that I should be patient,
patient for the man who really wants to love me.
the man that I slept with last night was the truth of the real Black man
he didn't sex my body, he gave birth to my mind
just like the bone removed from Adam's rib,
the Black man gave me something to believe in, a reason to live.
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De'Shundra Gibson, All Rights Reserved
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