Category: Poetry
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Touching Body…

Touching body and saying goodbye in the pleasures of yester years feeling the concentrated nerve endings reactin stimulation of attentive hands carefully maneuvering the edge the ing of its release the ing of a many times almost exhalation of pelvic thrust engage with the penumbra of desire voyeur past possibilitiesas con-sensual what if’s honest reckonings…
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I Dream Of Luxuriously Spiced Things.

I dream of luxuriously spiced things. Coconut milk soaked with space lights and a wrist flick of cayenne infused with amber. This is a sensationalization of my aureolas. Call me cannabis as a conjuration, call me liberation in a two step, call me vulnerable revolution as a masturbatory hallelujah. I am here reveling in the…
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My Eyes, His Offering’s: A New Orleans Love (AfroSensual Trans*CenDancing: 92)

May I share with you what happened when I actively applied Vision to your offerings? I found mySelf engaging, with you. I saw skin, I saw wings, I saw the magic with in all these iridescent things, I saw a FairieKing. Riding waves, swirling amongst riptides, I heard the OceanSpeak of your underCurrents assertively. The…
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Siiaah Speaks Sweet*

art radiance resonance pleasure tea love tenderness quiet vulnerability prayers curiosity vision conjuration hearing clarity flavor festivities relationships reflection protection bliss honor remembrance intersectionality plants learning music ancestors blessings stories warmth continuance prisms pyramids spheres colors vibrancy calm multidimensionalism serenity serendipity honest authenticity organic wholeness balancing accountability passion resiliency humanity creativity sensuality fragility contemplation eclecticity…
