Snow fall and Santa
those long winter nights
a season for merry
cold winds they do bite.
I'm not sure I like it
no matter the year
seems the older I get
the lesser the cheer.
No sugar plums dancing
around in my head
the countdown to Christmas
12 days I do dread.
So bring on the sunshine
and a warm summer breeze
for I'm really more merry
at seventy seven degrees!
I kinda like me when I smile
awkward and insecure,
even if it feels like walking a mile;
A mask that’s bending to my mold,
yet I still put myself on trial;
Vulnerable happiness in the mirror
and nervous all the while;
Maybe I’ll open up a little more
let my heart guide me for a while.
A few hours ago ‘twas 80 degrees
Yet now my toes and fingers fairly freeze
Used to use a weathervane
Stupid rooster went insane
Replacement hen manufactures cold breeze
He is hitting and kicking in line the teacher whispers.
He glares at both of us, probably figuring she is snitching on him.
I just finished with preschool where no one was hitting and kicking.
I resist telling him this. Instead taking him to the office.
He goes with me nicely, so I complement him on his choice.
He seems surprised, which eggs me on further.
I give him a wink.
He stares at me, no doubt wondering what is going to happen next.
I like to keep them on their toes.
I want to leave you
without any notice.
So I can watch you choke
on all the things you never said to me.
Your arms with muscular definition as you lean down to kiss me as requested by my lips to yours, then you kissed me just the way I like it.
Your intellectual depth solidified my submission for your love and your yes to the answer for me to have and to hold.
Your touch healed the wounds from my past. The passion of your hands began to be like the remedy of blood that cures all things, you know that song Zion sing about on first Sunday.
Being here in my physical form has shown me that the very nature of what a man should be is what you have exemplified.
From the assistance of holding my hand to helping my body explode the man that I sit here next to and day dream about while I have free time to spare and wish you were there all I have to say is
Jesus, Thank you because you made this man just the way I like it.
You can tell our almighty creator
I’m her biggest winter hater
Turn up the heat, turn on the radiator
I’m leaving the north sooner than later
Taking my wife and my daughters
Way down south to clearer waters
Going to stay a while at the Latin Quarters
Sipping on wine and tavern porters
Spending our days shopping and prancing
Relaxing at night dining and dancing
And when the vacation comes to an end
We’ll make sure next year we’ll do it again
~I Like it A Lot~
(Anaphora/Monorhyme/Sonnet)
I like doing what I'm suppose to do
I like watching each sunrise sunset 'new
I like crafts where can use paper and glue
I like to hear my cats saying mew, mew
I like it a lot when friends are real
I like having each day a healthy meal
I like it when shopping find a good deal
I like great paintings that are surreal
I like it when smiles and cheers are wide spread
I like it when the wind blows all the hair on my head
I like to go to sleep in my nice bed
I like making friendship bracelets with thread
I like it when friends are sincere, and true
I like it when I spend some time with you.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
January.13.2016
Nefertari
Amenities of the African lands
Indigenous black beautiful roses
Of the African soil
Dark and strong
In a black alluring archaic vogue
an amara in black woman
Sisters of samandzie
Balleting in a black dulcet rhythm
Of the African ancient song
With an
Idrissa desta
The power of Thee
Black Spiritus mundi
Brown eyes, Thick bones
Curly kinky afros
Dark is deep and strong
An authentic unique beauty of nature
Glows and Flourishing
From deep within
I like it black and strong
I like it when u make me smile
I like it when you tell me that you love me
I like it when you stand up for me
I like it when you care about me
I like it when you worry about me
I like it when you think about me
I like it when your dream about me
I like it when you make me blushe
I like it when you kiss me
I like it when you don't leave me by myself
I like it when you say you'll never leave me
I like it when I see you
I like it when your hold my hand
I like it when you hug me
I like it when you look at me
I like it when you say I'm beautiful
I like it when your here with me
Slender legs kicking sand,
the wind twirling her silky hair,
something in her hands.
The aroma trails from there to here.
A thing beautiful is happening.
A bikini that only some can wear,
a smile that spreads from ear to ear.
Hips move,
slender legs kicking sand,
and something in her hands.
The aroma rides the ocean wind.
Impatiently …,
I waited for her to come my way.
The sea blues her beautiful eyes.
I have an ocean view from the gaps between her thighs.
Her slender legs kicking sand,
something wonderful is in her hands,
and that smell ...
causes excess saliva in my mouth.
My stare is frozen on her hands,
her dutiful hands.
Now, she stands before me.
My heart beats leisurely;
it usually does
whenever she gives me my cup of buzz,
my steamy summer love.
Four sugars, three creams,
just the way I like it;
hot 'n' steamy and sweet 'n' creamy.
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