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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Let me jump into your river run rich as Euphrates. Let me lay in your tall grass valleys nestled between two hard black mountain peaks, where I Can drink up the sunrays. And Black up my Brown and Brown up my Light. Somewhere between them rolling black hills is where your thick bush hides the cool crystal streams. I sip your fruit plants sweet cocoa milk and look up into your skies sunrays. It ricochets off the smooth chocolate black trees that support your voluptuous magnolia bloom The wind blows and your flower bounces and quakes, fanning its sweet aroma through the Atmosphere, Sweeping those soft fluffy pedals across my face. I smile And you Black up my Brown and Brown up my Light. In the arms of the soft black cavern, under the river’s waterfall, I make my home. It’s a heart of paradise embracing me. Inviting me in. I hear the water passing over, throbbing and pulsing in sync with mine. I suck berries at the foot of the open fields. That sweet oil black juice dances down my mouth. Every fluid filled bite overflows in my lips and runs down the side to drip slowly from my chin. I look up into your skies and stars look down and speak my name. The moon moans. The womb of man is this woman She alone can Black up my Brown and Brown up my Light. Then ever so gently the leaves pull back and open up her vast and succulent fields I slowly crawl into her pastures then firmly and stiffly begin to dig up her soil. Turning over her rich black earth. Toiling day and night tilling her meadows, Unearthing her treasures buried below. The constant pounding and packing up a full load; Breaking into new ground. Cracking the topsoil and penetrating her nutritious moist and sticky fertile turf. Never has the earth been split like this to uncover her deepest mysteries. Next I unpack my deepest confidence and my strongest statues. Then with my tool, through the moist and milky mass, I scoop out a deep warm hole to plant My dreams. Packing and pushing it deep in the soggy substance, time and time again until…. The thunder cracks this empress’ tempest The earth contracts. Fear collapsed. And here and only here, I Black up my Brown and Brown up my Life!
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