Poetry in thought
words tumble
from my mind
onto the page and screen
like paint dripping
from sable silk brushes
creating new visions
of new realities
in the virtual space
of my Soul
painting a perfect picture
words drip down the canvas
in deep brilliant hues
of purples and reds
and vibrant blues
to soft indigo of
twinkling velvet starlight
yellow tones as warm as sunrize
and golden oranges
of fleeting sunsets
blanket the page and screen
as verse, lyric and rhyme converge
splattering from my tongue
giving form to my dreams
and shape to my fantasies
trailing across
the smooth texture
and terrain of
flesh and muscle
brushes whisper
across the canvas
dance across bodies
images of two entwined
captured boldly
in Nubian hues
of mahogany and mocha
limbs and torsos
move and connect
in a vision of words spoken
caught in the kinetic frenzy
of bodies joined
and poetry painted
across the canvas
of this night’s loving
a masterpiece to behold
for generations to come
culminating in the joining of
pen and brush
words and colors
page and canvas
poetry and paint
© SoulfulPoet 2001
they begin the dance
slowing testing
weighing the desire
to go further
quick nearly chaste pecks
feather light
against each lip
a tongue dragged
slowly, sensually
across lusciously full lips
with the anticipation
to taste more thoroughly
softly wet lips
against others
just as soft
just as wet
urging them to open
in invitation
to deepen the kiss
lips caressing lips
tongues sliding
around each other
in an intimate game of chase
conveying promises
of desires to come
only to finally
blend and merge
in their own
heated embrace
as mouths learn
their fit against
and with each other
near silent
barely heard
sighs and moans
escape and
fill the air
mix with rapid breaths
and accelerated heart beats
as this intimate dance
builds desire
set to its own
sensual music
the delicious contact
enflaming
searing
threatening
verging on
spontaneous combustion
in this passionate exchange
between bodies
suffused with
liquid heat pulsing
thru veins
and limbs
and muscles
at the speed
of thought
as tongues continue
to penetrate
stroke
entwine
tease
tempt
and taste
dancing around the
erotic synergy
of this kiss
© Soulful Poet 2004
open your mind
as I spin and weave
seductive spells
and enchantments
dropping words and phrases
taking your mind thru
intimate mazes
transcending planes of reality
virtually captivating you
with sensual nouns
seductive descriptors
modifying complicated and
provocative predicates
indicating the direction of my flow
across, thru and down your body
affecting your respiration and
increasing your heart’s
palpitations
as I
lightly tickle
slowly tease
gently graze
roughly squeeze
feverishly lick
passionately suck
deeply penetrate
and wildly fuck
the sensuous adjectives
corresponding with particular
nouns
arched necks
sensitive ears
erect nipples
supple hips
luscious lips
stiff clits
and dripping wet pussies
my words captivate your desire
suspending your need
in my lyrical weave
urging you deeper into that
place beyond conscious thought
breaking the virtual plane of our
existence
creating a space where we
connect
rhymes with passion
lyrics with flesh
words dripping from my lips
penetrating thru flesh and soul
planting my seed
in the womb of your mind
bearing the fruit of my
Mental Seduction
© SoulfulPoet 2001
ur body lays before me
as blank pages
of a new journal
waiting for the ink
of my pen
to mark u
and make u mine
I trace over ur flesh
with my tongue and fingers
beginning at the beginning
with ur mind and memories
erasing ur history
that was written for
u by anOthers hand
without design or
thought of who u
would eventually be
traversing the terrain of
ur strong shoulders
and further down over
soft full breasts
i whisper words of comfort
over ur sacred and cherished
heart
erasing old hurts
inflicted upon u by Others
with no care of who u
would eventually love
my tongue travels
further down
over ur belly to the
link of life
between u and ur
unborn future
drawing ancient glyphs
across ur skin
preparing ur womb
to birth forth new rhymes
that sing of Our
future together
u r my page, my canvas
and I, ur scribe
ur painter
and together
we are rewriting
repainting
history and
transforming it into
herstory
so that when generations
look upon u
ur story is told
according to u
the text of ur life
and ur love
for another woman
is written on not
just upon ur body
but also ur soul
© Soulful Poet 2004
silhouetted against
shadowed corners
braced against
textured walls
bodies move
together
fused by
heated passion
swaying in
an ancient dance
to a pulsing beat
coming thru the floor
creeping thru flesh
muscles clenching
and tightening
in a fierce rhythm
of lust
hands glide
along the terrain
of silken skin
nipples harden
in anticipation
of what is to come
of what is needed
in that moment
more than air...
lips breathe
heated whispers
along necks and ears
as moans escape
to join the rhythm and beat
two fleshly bodies
converge together
and apart
tempos crescendo
with a frenzied need
to take
and be taken
in a primal battle
of desire and
need to conquer
want
take
have
consuming reason
eclipsing conscious thought
instinct overriding
over powering
as hips grind against
and thru each other
fingers slide thru
warm enveloping wetness
reaching inside
the womb of creation
to possess and claim
the soul within
flesh dances against flesh
locked in ecstasy’s embrace
riding the waves
of orgasmic bliss
teetering between
the dimensions of
pleasure and something
more
something raw
something wild
that flows thru
your blood
flooding you with warmth
suspending the ache
of want, need, desire
for heart stopping moments
only to crash you
onto the beaches
of conscious reality
leaving you spent
reeling in the aftermath
of a thunderous battle
and basking in the afterglow
of complete victory
© Soulful Poet 2004
shrouded in loneliness
existing in my aloneness
and surrounded on all sides
by too many memories
of what I used to have
but know longer want
I wait, oh so impatiently
for my future
to unfold and
for fate and destiny
to make up their minds
and lay out the path
that is charted
for me and me alone
I wait for…..Her
she, who will look deeply
into my eyes
and read the contents
of my soul
she, who will put her ear
to my breast
and converse with my heart
in soft whispers
exchanging histories
sharing secrets
familiarizing herself
with my being,
the very essence
of all that I have been
and am until now
she, who by the patience
of empathic understanding
will intuitively divine
all the hurts and pains
my soul has suffered
and with the gentle conviction of
her love
break thru my self-imposed prison
and topple down the glass wall
I have been confined behind
by betrayal and fear
a woman of flesh and bone
directed by the Goddess
on this quest
seeking to solve the riddle
and journey thru the maze
to the center of
all of my despair
and anguish
to rescue
the mate of her heart
and the companion of her destiny
like a knight in shining armor
breaking the seal with a kiss
or a powerful sorceress
defeating
a devious enchantment,
she will triumph over chaos
by sojourning with me
down thru the valley of the
shadows of my fears
over the barren terrain and fields
of broken promises and
shattered dreams
onward across the raging seas
of lies and deceptions
to approach the horizon
that bears all hope
that there is more for me
than just pain
where a sunrise of faith
will dispel all falsehoods and
illusions
erupting in the birth
of a beautiful morning
brilliant with a love
infinitely stronger and purer
than any I have ever known before
anxiously I wait……………for Her
© Soulful Poet 2004
I awake everyday
with the thought of it
on my mind
I look into the mirror
and wonder
can it be seen
on my face
or thru my eyez
and into my soul
when I walk down the street
to catch the bus
can anyone else tell
can they guess
that I am different than they are?
I try not the think about it
but it won’t go away
it is there
with me
always
it is
a truth
a fact
a reality
that can only be denied
thru the sound of my voice,
but no matter what I say
or don’t say
it is still there
is it still true
and I am still
living with it
how do I tell people
and emotionally survive
the possible rejection
of the telling of
this truth
seeing the confusion,
the fear, contempt or even pity
as understanding dawns in their
eyez
as they look at me
letting the knowledge sink in
as they
subconsciously/physically
move away
thinking could I be contagious
as though it can be transmitted
by mere casual contact
never realizing
a part of me dies inside
with each step
each nervously concerned look
thrown my way
I alternately wish
I could tattoo
this truth
onto my forehead
for all to see
saving me from having to say it
having to tell them
or that I could steal away
quietly to my room,
draw the curtains,
curl up in bed
and hide from the world,
never to come out
never to face anyone else again
when I shower each day
I feel the water caressing my body
and I think about it
and wonder
will I ever again
feel another’s skin
against my own
be intimately connected,
flesh to flesh
feeling their heat,
their wetness mixed with my own
beyond the barriers of
fear
rejection
and latex
knowing all along
the answer is ‘no’
I search my mind
for the memories
of when sex and intimacy
was without barriers
and I was connected to another
skin to skin
flesh to flesh
wetness to wetness
loving the feel of the moist heat
that was our point of
connectedness
those memories
come with a price and
a sad smile tinged with regret
their only purpose now
is to remind me
that this is how
I ended up
living with it…
living with HIV
(dedicated to my all of my clients:
your pain does not go unseen)
© SoulfulPoet 2003
in the dead of night
after I have shut my eyes
and fallen into slumber
cradled in the arms
of Morpheus
She summons me
to the nether realm
between here and nowhere
stretched behind me
is the journey
I have traveled thus far
land marked
with many hurts
and disappointments
muddied by rivers
of my tears shed
in solitude
scattered pieces of
my broken heart
can be seen
here and there
and in the sky
above it all
are the broken shards
of my soul
utterly shattered by betrayal
my trust huddles in
a shadowed corner
like a frightened little girl
unwilling to come out to play
lest the boogeyman comes to get
me
there are no rays of
sunshiny hope
displayed in all its
splendor over beautiful rainbows
only tear filled clouds
that cast long shadows
over the path I have
traveled thus far
looking forward
I view the journey ahead
as one blind to all things, but light
everything is without form
blurred, ambiguous
indistinct and elusive
soft subdued colors blend
and melt together
there is no distinction
from one to the other
rendering the scene before me
as a surreal washed out watercolor
painting
there is no clear direction
to the journey ahead
and with confusion clouded eyez
I turn to Her seeking
understanding
gesturing behind us, She says
“My child you have endured much
sadness and pain
heart break and shattered trust….
but that is all behind you now
and it is time to go forward into
the new day and a bright future”
stretching Her hand to my chest
a warm brilliant essence passes
thru me
engulfing every nerve impulse
every muscle and tendon
seeping thru my veins
into my bones
deep into the very fabriq of my
being
and slowly as though falling
thru a time warp
or awakening from a deep slumber
the minute shards of
my shattered soul
are drawn together
re-fused
resealing
re-knitting
and restoring
me to a wholeness
as delicate and beautiful
as stained glass
afterwards a heavy veil falls
between
me and my previous journey
all of my hurts and disappointments
are safely tucked away in shadow
and before me the images of what
is to come begin to take form
distinct images bringing with them
clarity and courage to face
the unknown path before me
now radiating as brightly as
the birth of a new star
and I am comforted in the
knowledge
that my heart and soul
have been restored
and the adventure
of my new journey
awaits
© Soulful Poet 2004