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I'm rewriting old stuff into new shorter and hopefully improved versions.

I am magnetised by The Kashmir's eyes Divinely dark Like a cocoa bar His culture so foreign To mine His voice harsh To my surprise Perhaps r..

Would you slide your hand Down my back And let your fingers trace Delicate threads of my lace? Would you chisel tension Into a mellow erection A..

I'm rewriting old prose poems I don't like, shortening them and hopefully improving them

I am who I am Aren't I Otherwise whose hand Glides down my thighs But mine Its palm pure life With clues Multitudes of grooves Beckon me to cr..

Intrepid dreams Rapidly rising heat Incipient dances of creeds To tenacious afrobeats Twerking butts To resounding drums Chores shunned By bodi..

Who am I I am who I am I am me I am visible, I am seen I am tangible I perceive and am perceived I am roaming the Universe Without fear Cradle..

My veins tree roots Pulsing fuel into all nooks My lungs moss in the seas An intricate art of bronchioles Making me breathe My brain a walnut i..

As the moon waxes and wanes And the sun rises and sets again So does my body wrinkle and age Shrivel and grow frail Under your touch Healing my ..

I'm not clever enough To pull all his threads together To make sense of his babble Of conversations at our table As round as the one in a famous f..