Swagger - Collaboration With Space Cadet

SWAGGER Collaboration poem of Space Cadet (Wesley C) and Darren White He can absorb and hide his gaze, Pretend to be genuine and flower his date, Her tattoos hide him from the freaks, So he can evade any clue he craves that one gift she can't gift him. I sway left to right with the mid-day crowd swagger. My street avoids collision, strafe that hurry us to the sides. Where women with rosé wrists, and floret tattooed shoulders that decorate their temples whisper naked ritual. Where his glare behind the bling purple petals parade, and clover stemmed sleeves ascend to hide his arms Swift distant glance to me our eyes lock in recognition with crazy hunger for fresh fruit to my yearning lips Thumb grazes my cheek wanton wink. Jump run down a familiar back alley past the soft glow of lanterns boyish evening lights My golden curls pulled in greedy fists Our fists of seed embrace sin with a different name. only here can he feel no exodus, dominate my every cell with one gaze. I succumb without command. Muffled mushy mouths chest to back; arms encompass Murky grasp is past silence Near violence disguised as lust. Scandalous swagger turns to sway me left to right fingers clutch stonecold wall my teeth graze roses on his neck. In pools of golden shimmer distorted screams ripple and cry goodbye, escape with Humiliated speed. Leaves me entangled hair astonished breathless feverish sweat. *** December 13, 2016