Monthly Archives: April 2012
You just got home from a long, hard day at work. After getting settled in, you sit in your favorite chair, in front of the computer, or where ever it is, that helps you release the stress of the day. It’s ok, just close your eyes. Relax your neck and shoulders. Breathe in deeply…count to ten. Release that breath.
You breathe in again. You sniff the air…it is the scent of Victoria’s Secret Strawberry and Champagne body wash. It’s ok…it’s just me stepping out of the shower. You don’t open your eyes or turn your head, but you listen to my footsteps, moving closer and closer to you. I walk up behind you and gently brush my fingertips across your neck…you love when I do this. You smile as I gently suck on your right earlobe and whisper, “Hey Big Daddy, how was work?”
It’s a rhetorical question…you know full well I am not here to talk about work. I am here to help you forget about work.
You start to get up and I tell you, “No, don’t. I want to be on top.” I straddle you and you love the sight of me in a blue silk robe…you know the one that always slips open, and my long black hair is still damp…leaving wet spots on my robe wherever the droplets fall from my hair.
I take your face into my hands and bring my lips to yours. I kiss you, gentle pecks at first, then more urgently. Your hands are tangled in my long, wet hair. I suck on your bottom lip and continue to kiss you like your lips taste of chocolate and caramel.
I move from your lips to your chin, slowly tracing a trail with my lips. I move from your chin down to the apple in your neck and use my tongue to lightly lick your neck with gentle flicks. I go up and down, not leaving a spot on your neck untouched. I take my time because I love the way you taste…fresh but with a hint of salty sweat, left over from a long work day. I finally get to your earlobe and suck on it again…using my teeth to gently nibble it, as your earlobes leave my mouth.
I can feel the hardness in your pants start to grow. I know you want me to release him but I make you wait a little longer. I unbutton your dress shirt…one button at a time, giving you a kiss after each one is undone. I slip the shirt off your shoulders and down your arms, until all you have on is a white undershirt. I gently kiss your collarbone and trace my tongue down to where your collarbone melts into the middle of your neck. Then I take your undershirt and lift it up over your raised arms and off. It falls to the ground next to your work shirt. I kiss your shoulders, peck by peck, down your arms, past your elbows…it takes me 43 kisses to reach your fingertips. I take your thumb and slip it into my mouth. You instantly groan and I can feel your manhood harden even more. I work your thumb with my mouth and my wet tongue, going up and down, up and down…you are imagining what else I am good at sucking. I repeat the motion with the rest of your hand.
You are asking me to release him. “Please, please, take him out,” you beg of me. I undo your belt and your button and unzip you…I can’t wait to release your hardness from the confines of cloth and thread, that is separating you from the warmness between my legs.
I leave your pants on but finally, your hardness is able to breathe. I massage him with my hands…my soft, petite hands that make your manhood look huge. I kiss you…all gentleness out the door. You capture my lips in between your own, hungry for the taste of me. Your tongue explores the gap that separates my breath from yours.
Your big, strong hands are underneath my robe…palming my soft, round ass…gripping my back, my waist, my hips…My breath quickens and moans escape every time your lips release mine.
Your hardness is thumping against me and I can feel myself getting moist, like that first drizzle of rain before a thunderstorm.
“Put him in” you growl, no longer able to fight your carnal desires. I pick myself up and slowly lower my wetness onto your hardness…I get past the tip and almost lose control, but I catch myself and pull myself off of you. I want to feel the tip again, so I pull myself up and slowly lower myself onto you once more. You no longer take the teasing and thrust your hard cock into my 4’10” frame. I gasp out your name, as your hardness invades my tightness. I am so tight you feel like you must have the biggest dick in the world as my soft, wetness bounces up and down on your dick. You are thinking, “Oh shit, damn, Asians do have the best pussy.” You can feel my walls surround your dick with every up and down motion I do. You feel so good that my wetness is trickling down the side of your dick. My breast slowly emerges from behind my robe with every thrust and moan I give you. You have one hand on my ass and the other on my right breast. They look like round, full grapefruits with Hersey kiss nipples. My skin is flushed a soft bronze and you feast on my full, round fruit. My hands are in your hair, pulling you into my chest to feed you seconds. I am grinding and riding…faster and faster…breathing harder and harder. I can feel my heat rising…toes curling…legs shaking. I can feel myself losing control as orgasmic spasms rock my body from head to toe. Breathing heavy, I recollect my breaths as I lay my head against your shoulder.
You give me 5 seconds to regain control but then you lift me up and set me on your desk. You rip your pants and boxers off in 0.25 seconds. My robe is wide open exposing everything from my neck down past my navel. You look down to see nipples, erect, chest rising, and my legs open, exposing lips glistening with wetness leftover from orgasms orchestrated by your dick. I am biting my lips…eager and anticipating your hardness entering me…again and again. You grip my waist and bring me to meet your hardness halfway…I am gasping with every meeting. You are like a beast and I am like a china doll, submitting to your every need and desire.
You feel your hardness throbbing against my inner walls and you want to bury your seeds deep inside of me. Your knees get weak and you start to lose control…and you want to lose it all…all the stress, all the anger, all the desire…you want to release it all inside of me. And you finally do…and it was exactly what you needed to end your night.
Thank you for letting me mind fuck you.
Today at 5:30 pm, Keenan M. Gorham, a good friend and fellow poet passed away after a long battle with illness. I know he is in a better place now and no longer suffering. He shed so much light and laughter to others, with his beautiful smile, demeanor, and his words. He was a constant presence in the poetry world and hosted many spoken word events in the North Carolina area. Even after his death, his words and acts of kindness will forever live on. This is one of the few poems that I have of his and I wanted to share it with others. Enjoy!
NEVER BEFORE (RAW EMOTIONS…)
I told her she was taboo to me
tattooed her name on the edges of my tongue
as a constant reminder of what deep love tastes like
allowed her to be an impediment in my speech
slurr’d stumbles of compliments I’d give
careful not to voice what wasn’t felt
heavy stained versed ink enabling me to breath her beautifully
w/ design in and out like aspirated mantras
leaving lungs sated fluidly of profound messages to remember
exhaling her name through windpipes openly like Avatar dreams
pied piping peculiar parables of possibilities to play out
when we’d play into the Devil’s flute of temptation
for lusting of her be the sweetest melody heard
and longing the fairest vice given
b/c wanting of her burns like fiery Hell in my loins
she knows this
leaving indelible imprints of
permanent passion marks on my heart I still seem to enjoy remebrance
she’s learned to win me over
brand affection on the core of me
so I’ll beat of existence as the flow of her closeness runs through me w/ intentions
permitting myself to pull her closer than intuition in
tell her to use me like bold & italicized truth so I can stand out within
what she thinks of
assure that crying will not be evident
I’ll hold her like the hands of time and cradle her future in my arms
give her stability of a Nova star
so she’ll shine brighter than anything I could ever imagine for
insert worth in her days to be valuable in mine
learn to set free of what worries her when all else tries her
kiss her after I see tears fall like forgiveness from pedals of Dahlias
never before seeing her mature more attractively
witnessing her smile blossoming brighter than a nude son
showing me the vulnerability of her warm ways
appreciate how important her presence be in my life like faith
for it is more than just admiring who she is
but of what she has to offer
being my right side when wrong
my write hand when alone I’m left
like my sanity in spells of troubled darkness
sense in the midst of uncertainty
sigh of constructive reflection
the backbone of my weakness
foundation of my purpose
my 12th rib of evolution to completion
just my reason for being who I am
I swear she seems to be the world to me
and if that be the case
if dying assured me of being with her forever
bury me years ago just to be eternally grateful now
w/ everything she’s done for me
fulfilling me w/ genuine promises of her words as if be Towdah
together nothing separating a sharing of vocal vows
when we whisper emotions like smoke signals
signifying this will always be
so if this is love I’m feeling
I don’t want it to be taken away
and to her, to never walk a way from
not knowing if I’ll ever have anything more to speak of as wonderful as she
nor taste whiffs of happiness as I call for her name
nor mine from her willowy lips
she makes me feel more than complete
so I need her
in my life constantly like days needing night to fall back on
I hope she knows I just love being in her presence
like a rainbow to a storm
giving me something to enjoy colorfully when life seems bleak
a guardian to my destiny
wings to my flight
call to my anointing
faith to my sight
she is the embodiment of what I wish for
the epitome of perfection
the woman who for the first time in a long time
I feel deeply in love with
like never before!
(C)2010 K. Gorham
Sex is like a drug
That some use in place of love.
Addicted to the night
When only sex can make it right.
That initial touch,
That high you crave so much
From fingers yet unknown
Undress breasts, still unshown.
Kisses fast and incomplete
Breath catching in defeat
Heartbeat racing, loud and clear
Hormones ready, in high gear.
Fingers search for that spot
A few flicks here, make you hot.
Lips working, tongue thick
Wetness dripping with every lick.
Sex hard as a rock
Impatiently he knocks
On your wet door
Entering the only cure.
That aching throb inside…
Your cravings pacified
Addiction… for now, satisfied.
What if…two simple words
That have haunted me
Like a shadow
Clinging to cobwebs
I cleaned out long ago.
In the back of my mind,
You never left, always there
Reminded by dimpled smiles
Of strangers unaware,
Of their resemblance to you
In the way that they walked
Or in your favorite color, blue.
I can still hear your laughter
Carried by the breeze.
Still remember “Because of You”
Played on piano keys
With the same fingers
That traced my face,
Tucked my hair behind my ears
And expertly removed lace.
I can still feel you
At night, you enter my dreams.
You waited for me to come to you
Like in blockbuster movie scenes
Where the girl always gets the guy
And it’s never too late
And love always wins
No matter how much they tempt fate.
But I am not an actress
And time has moved fast like
The tide stealing sand from the shore
This emptiness I saved for you,
I can no longer ignore.
Memories of your love
Still capture me,
Like the moon, I’m caught
Inside your gravity.
Please, release me,
Set me free
From shadowy cobwebs
That still haunt me.
Oh how I feel so free,
I could fly, I could sing,
I could dance to Mordor
And bring back Frodo’s ring.
I am coming for you!
I envision your beautiful smile,
The way your laugh lines crease
And your dimples show.
The way you throw your head back with laughter;
Your joy had me at “hello.”
I can’t wait to run into your arms
Sewn with muscle, enhanced by lifting
Built for strength, yet softened by kissing.
I will tell you everything that I never could before.
I can’t wait for the look of surprise when you open the door.
Oh what shall I tell you?
What should I say?
And forgive these simple words,
For I know they sound cliché, but…
I can’t even start to explain
Why I love you so much.
It’s like a liquid fire inside
That can only be extinguished by your touch.
When I open my eyes and see your face,
My joy, I cannot hide,
My feelings, I can’t erase.
Each day I love you more and more,
As the pounding of my heart reveals
Out of my mouth comes unspoken words
I can no longer conceal.
I am coming for you!
My heart pounding so fast,
I can barely breathe
In and out…I count to ten
Over and over and over again.
My movements a blur,
Like I forgot how to drive.
I can’t crash and burn
I’ve never felt more alive.
I finally get to your place
And I stop…breathing
I really can’t …breathe.
It’s like I am choking on silent sobs
Of thunderclouds filled with paperweights
Every breath I take
And from my eyes
A tempest rains
Down my face
With teardrop chains.
Finally the wail of a hurt animal
Escapes from my cottonmouth lips.
Who was once my sun and stars,
Is now my lunar eclipse.
Please lightning strike my eyes
So I can no longer see.
He’s smiling and hugging and kissing her
And that girl is not me.
He never even knew I was there
Never knew I came for him.
I left what if behind
Only to think of what could have been.
(TOO BE CONTINUED…)
I used to be engaged once
To a man with the sweetest heart, the softest lips,
And the kindest eyes.
He made me feel complete,
My heart stood still
And my stomach carried butterflies.
Oh how I loved him so…
He had this laugh that rose from his belly
And filled the house with its sound.
He smelled of a natural freshness and lotion
I could breath in his scent forever
And happily drown.
He told me I was beautiful
With every moment he could spare.
There was never a doubt in my mind
How much, for me, he truly cared
But something held me back
From saying “I Do”.
I gave up all his love and more
To chase dreams of “what ifs” with you.
(TOO BE CONTINUED…)