Image for the poem ....from the mental on down

....from the mental on down


approach is everything  
with that said  
let's begin with a simple confession  

a prerequisite if you will  
to maneuver inside your mind  
undress myself metaphor by metaphor
until i am stark naked  
standing behind and before your eyes  
ebony be viewed
submit myself to a thorough inspection  
before giving this injection of subdued lust  
hanging between my legs  

before this eager tongue can make
its slithering introduction..loosen inhibitions  
unhinge feminine etiquette with every
epithet and exhale that
escapes the edges of your lips  

smother me my nectarine nymph
wet my palette as i spread your thighs
further and further apart  
allow me to lick up the dew of desire
dripping from your crevice  
if only to taste the fruit of your soul  
i want to ingest you...inhale you  
enhance your nervous system through
oral suggestions  
put you in a specific mood  

focused and feral  

let's uncage
this menagerie of emotions  
lurking beneath civilized mannerisms
let our moans and groans
give way to howls and growls  

i seek to crawl
my way through your inner safari  
into that untamed wilderness
slow-stalk your senses  
heighten your awareness
of this moment....of that moon
sitting patiently in the gallery above us  
highlighting the intent brewing
within your eyes  
beneath the shadows of your mascara  
amidst this predatory fuck  

you'll give as good as you get
and then some  
of this i am most certain  

let's pull back the curtains
and venture into that place of our
shared vision where we
become dark and picturesque
besieged by a swarm of mental snapshots  
as images of our bare anatomies
reveals shades of us stirred into a mixture  
of flowing contrasts  
moving together like liquefied art

i want to feel
you fingerpaint with my sweat
tempt nerves along the length of my spine  
ride the tides of this pent up passion of mine  
capture the crescendos  
the downshifts..the undertows  
that deep penetration  

take me exactly
where you need me to be inside you  
hold and mold me within
the rapture of your pink folds  
justify this blood flow  
let the tightness and texture extract
every seed of hedonism my loins can muster
as we move in devotion to
our here and now  


approach is everything  
see how i come..feel how i come  
and share with me  
some confessions of your own  

Written by Naajir
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