Safe Sex I made love to her when she wasn’t looking, when her back was turned I fell pen to paper and composed this poem like an act of passion-playing. …I took my time to drink her up; and like a bourbon shiver down the spine, her ravenette beauty inebriated the best of me into a fervor of jesus! shouting! jubilee! Peering from this journal, I studied hard her shape & fantasized l_o_n_g her form, I searched for metaphors in the shadows of the norm. And with these eyes closed, I imagined these words are these fingers, surfing all her skin, and with these eyes closed, I dreamt these rhymes are these lips, savoring all the sin. So, I made love to her when she wasn’t looking… I did it all with this pen and paper. 06/28/08 M. L. Michael
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I made love to her when she wasn’t looking,
when her back was turned I fell pen to paper
and composed this poem like an act of passion-playing.
…I took my time to drink her up;
and like a bourbon shiver down the spine
,
her ravenette beauty inebriated the best of me
into a fervor of jesus! shouting! jubilee! […]
Every Breath Poetic 