Black Love

Black LOVE

             My head rested
on the pillow of her smooth skin.
She opened the curtains of her being,
My hands slip into indulgence while 
 they explored her expansive dark skin.
With half words she whispered moans,
 followed by screams of passion.
With her shadow I bounded, as she 
swarmed waters of our endless longing passed.

                         By
                     Jay Johnson
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Reid-Hansen Avatar
February 22, 2011 at 1:21 AM
sahweeeet! =0)
Reid-Hansen Avatar
February 20, 2011 at 2:53 AM
forgot to rate..here you go
Reid-Hansen Avatar
February 20, 2011 at 2:51 AM
..My hands slipped into indulgence while they explored her never ending dark skin.... Dont get me wrong..I love what you wrote=0) I just thought something like this would make that one line flow better. Please don't take offense. Nice write=0)
Bent Avatar
October 9, 2008 at 3:50 AM
So much passion in this Writing. Lovely piece of work
Winter Avatar
October 4, 2008 at 4:58 PM
Wow. Quite the passionate write. Love is a beautiful thing. Nicely written. Love, Shar
White Avatar
October 4, 2008 at 8:57 AM
a beatuiful write about passion love and serenity, nice write take care d-nyce
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