I Dodged A Bullet Poem by Edwina Aleme

I dodged a bullet two weeks ago In that shopping mall
A bullet, caramel skinned; moisturized
That almost left a sister’s chest
Spurting red spots everywhere

I dodged this fine looking bullet
That went three sixty degrees
Around my waistline, I sang praises,
I almost rocked that Mic
Check check

I dodged a bullet…Yes! I dodged a fine one
Six feet two inches; got me high
Fine smelling cologne, I took a whiff
Six packs front layered;
I scrolled through, page after page
In my fantasy, Oh my!

I dodged it sister; yes I dodged a bullet in hours
It challenged my hormones
They militated against my sense of reasoning
I gave a silent scream for help
My eyes coated in surprise
My hands, still… My prize, a bullet?

That bullet almost shot through me
Between Africa and Jamaica
It's warmth sent me down that sofa
Attention! my twin babies saluted

That voice, those eyes
A combination of soul and jazz soothing the soul
Soft and inviting, tempting;
Sent shivers down my spine
They slung a leash around me
But I had to dodge that bullet
On the last five days before New Year's Eve


Neofloetry (c) 2013.