This Rich, Seductive Ink........

 
my Ink, that of which you speak.......
 
…............deep and dark
Richer than Indigo, almost Onyx
Words flow true, words flow honest and
 
…...honestly it's hue is a mix of all colors
wrapped in one
I shall pour it all over your soul before time  
is done because........
 
….....I love you, my sweet, honey-dipped poetic love

My pen equally divides
the right brain, left brain sides
My words, songs and images stimulate you
time after time after time
 
Like a gentle kiss to your left breast
That side remembers me best
Brilliant details of.......
 
…......my touch, the roundness of my lips
my hands caress against your your torso
Every single spot that I did and did not miss
every response given as your brown body falls under my spell
Memories of my impassioned ink ….....
…..that you love so well
 
My hands richly, firmly
massage the right brain side
Robust, bright colors as my skillful hands glide
along your strong jawline, downward along your neck
Gently pricking your erected nipple  
straining the flesh of your toned right breast
Squeezing the roundness of your firm derriere.........
The artist fingers twisted and tangled
inside the beauty of your dark hair.......
 
......Euphoria
 
The gift of life's bright colors
I pour my ink upon your flesh
It drips like honey stimulating both beautiful sides
Ebbing and flowing through your southern-most delta.........
….....the core of you that I cannot divide
 
...the richness of your womb
which gives birth to a most perfect, sensual delight
The wetness and excitement inside this moment
Holding me within your "poetic love", warm and secure
Squeezing me so tight.........
 
My ink wells up like african rain.....
 
….....it completely engulfs your very soul
Words that lick against mind, body and soul like  
a bright, hot flame.............
 
…...powerful words, uncontrolled
 
and shared only between you and I..........