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Ink Spill Revelations
“...with your permission
I just wanna spend a little time with you
With your permission
Tonight I wanna be a little me on you
With your permission
I wanna spend the night sleeping on you
You know what I'm talking about baby
Now it's time for you to show me what it's hitting for
Sip a little jack, maybe blow a little draw
Love you from behind but I hate to see you go......
….Come on give me that green light”
wrap it up tight
put the needle in the vein
start the flow, let it go
ink spill begin
from my pen
take a flight
to a lover's paradise
painting indigo desires
until morning light
[font=Times New Roman] “...if it isn't love, why do I feel this way?
Why does she stay on my mind?
An' if it isn't love, why does it hurt so bad?
Make me feel so sad inside
If it isn't love “
follow my heart
my mind begs to wander
behind blue eyes
brilliant bright smile........
….how I want to paint it black
[font=Times New Roman]that sexy azz tatt
right there in the small
of your back-calling me
to wrap my hands
around your
tiny little waist
can I get a taste
of that moist, wet crack
tender red cheeks.....SMACK
So naughty baby
yet so sweet
“there's something 'bout your love
that makes me weak and
knocks me off my feet.....”
remind me of the many ways
that you and I are so alike
and how you trust me
not to ever say a word......not even tonight
[font=Times New Roman]…....with your permission,
can I tell you that you are my caramel d'light
and tonight, this “private dick”
gonna' do your pussy right
my “Murphy's Romance?
Last Dance, last chance
for love......
Wondering
as my minds eye describes
your naked, brown body
your legs, your thighs
slight of frame but oh the flame
and heat she exudes inside
I want to devour her
until her passion burns.......and cannot be satisfied
by anyone but me for all time.......
...Crazy love
and right now I'm so damned high
Does she feel that peculiar notion too?
So high off her love
I don't know what to do....'bout half crazy
as smoke wafts through the air
feeling something between us
so improbable,
so hard to perceive but still.....I just don't care
[font=Times New Roman]...gimme that greenlight, with your permission
Credit for colorful allusions (“Permission” by Ro James, “If It Isn't Love” by New Edition, “For My Lover” Tracy Chapman, “I Don't Want To Bore You With It” Stevie Wonder, “Last Dance” Donna Summer, )
Published 29th Jan 2017
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29th Jan 2017 4:40am
29th Jan 2017 5:38am
Thank you Grace. Was feeling somewhat "spatial" when writing this. Sensuality is a thought process that combines a lot of concepts at varying levels of consciousness......I was trying really hard to depict that in this ink : )
29th Jan 2017 9:38am
Loved the artwork and it went perfectly with the many layers beneath the words. Like a collage of poetry and music accompanied by a lovely piece of art.
An enjoyable read...
An enjoyable read...
29th Jan 2017 2:52pm
Thank you Kasai for embarking upon a journey into my kaleidoscopic vision of love and lust. Feels just like these words......💋 🎭
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