Embraced in the rythm of an eye closing hug,
Standing on the front porch and the welcome rug,
Is where I left you after a mine blowing night,
Of discovery of laughter of doing what is right,
...
Strength beckons,
Strength bonds,
Strength comforts,
Strength weakens,
...
......clean and fresh right out of the shower,
..... wearing a nice fragrance when we dance,
..... who is hot between her legs as I am about to taste her,
..... and her natural scent as she sleeps beside me.....
...
When fantasy does not fit face,
Nor size,
Nor smile,
Not even race,
...
Jane had no tattoos,
No piercings,
And was colored like the leaves around her,
So she blended in,
...
I once walked until I got walked on,
I once smiled until I forgot how,
I once dreamed when I used to sleep,
I once was awake and now I am asleep.
...
Emotion pooled on her skin in several places like tiny lakes with each being unique unto itself,
All were reflecting the same color of camouflaged deception and disguise.
Perhaps unconsciously masking desire for help,
But consciously evoking attention and perception of cool,
...
Her lips were pink and her hair was short and dark,
Her lips were red and her hair was long and blonde,
The night we met.
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Black fist,
Surrounded by,
White rebellion,
Pumping hard,
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