Appetizers

An occasion without a code of mandatory dress
Location: home
Event: dinner for two

Setting: Raindrops rhythmically playing sensual symphonies on rooftops
While harmonious crackling emanates from fireplace
Fragrant candles illuminate buffet

Al Green seduces balancing sensitivity with masculinity

The feast has been sprawled out.

He kneels upon tatami mat to cushion knees
Uncovers served dish
To reveal delight to carnal senses

Elbows resting upon fabric not of table but of divan

Raised
It rests
Bottom firmly secure within hands for control
Gentle so as to not damage this fragile amber dish

Inhalation, the scent, a salty vapor

Mother always warned not to play with foodbut some cuisines are meant for play
(Besides, what shes serving is irresistible)

Pursed lips upon rim
Strangely soft and firm
Edging tongue over brim to catch
Spilled brew that overflows
Allowing taste buds the seemingly endless pleasures of this meal

Mouth reaches humid broth
Reaction is Overactive lips devour with each motion
Consumption occurs with noisy slurps in
A performance of deafening proportions
Ravenously ravaging this aphrodisiacal banquet
Not as a man would but as a famished beast
Only using mouth and hands never utensils
(cause that would be just so artificial)

He be caveman-like in his ferocity
Seeming as if he, hasnt had a fit prey for some time
He takes his fill

In his greed
Hes childlike
Devouring a favored flavored candy or ice cream treat
Stimulation of the palate
He tips the dish to allow the bubbling liquids to gush
This warm scintillating elixir flows down gullet
He has licked the bowl clean till it remains moist from tongue-lashings

She smiles with elation
Simultaneously she gratifies while being satisfied with her thoughtfully prepared dish
Her only wish
That he asks for seconds upon thirds upon sixths upon ninths
that form into lengths of days
And that his thirst for the broth would be unquenchable
So that she might enjoy watching him consume over and over and over and over again
Yet he reformulates the recipe of seduction
There is remaining in the bowl a delectable spice
But sweet,
Like a mango seed
Yet the size of plum pits.
Hes strangely drawn to suck upon it

Using just lips, tongue and (of course) hands that allows him visceral access
He explores this wondrous seasoning with the same wonder and intensity as
Newlyweds set forth to consummate vows taken in spiritual splendor
And he derives the same joys
Who could have thought that dinner for two could be such a phenomenal event?
Yet this has only been the appetizers
Just wait for the main course followed by dessert.


Nahshon-Rae

I Want You

Do I want you?
what kind of question is that to ask me...
Girl you know I want you
I want to bathe within you
to bathe within your waters of life
to be embraced within you
to be embraced within your arms
I want to smell that sweet honeysuckle scents that emanates
articulates
radiates
from your very soul.

I want to whisper sweet nothings and innuendoes in your ear
With physical touch release all your cares
release all your fears

Yo quiero
Yo quiero
yo quiero jugar in su Rio
Can you hear me?
I said
I want to play in your river
to touch and play with pubic fur
to be entangled within in you
entangled within your hair
to be enveloped within you
to be enveloped with your sweet kisses
Oh yes girl I want you...I want you in the worst way
I want to suck and fuck the taste buds right out of your mouth

I want your blouse
to mysteriously lower
to reveal your small yet firm bosoms
to feel soft pomegranate breasts against my chest
soft pomegranate breasts against my chest
while you caress and cover me
"Cover me, cover me, spread your precious love all over me"
While you caress and cover my secret tower

I want to taste the nectars that overflow so sweet
to rub honey blossom oils neck to thigh till soulful eyes meet
Kissing navel
as I hear you whisper lower
I desire to drink
to drink...to quench my thirst
to be loving
to be lovemaking
Making love to
mind spirit soul and body
to quench my thirsts
to taste
to taste the natural salts
The spice of bodies
to taste tears
Sweat, aphrodisiacal excess

I want to throb
to throb and thrive and grow inside
of you
I want you to feel the joy
of my growing throbbing love toy
swimming in your streams
as we shake
scratching
shredding sheets
turning erotic positions into acrobatic feats
As I watch you Quivering
with eyes flip backward
as we slip together into the most pleasant state
we explode and rock in soulful lock that beckons body heats
explode and rock in soulful lock that beckons forth the approaching Orgasmic shock
to be loving
To be love making
To your mind, soul, spirit and body
to taste the natural spice of your body
You see
Salt-aholic I am to your tears,
To your sweat
To your aphrodisical excess
I want to love till sweat bleeds
breeds
bursts
drowning love and thirst
till 1 + 1 no longer makes 2
to dream of dreams of you
dreaming dreams of me
dreaming dreams of you
 With certainty girl...
You now know I want you...

But only if you want me to...

Nahshon 8/97

Multitasking

Multitasking


One hand positioned

Beneath bottom
Raising expectations

Oral fixations

One hand softly

Caresses skin

The spaces that secretly crave attention

The smoothness of the neck

The gentle area between breasts

The underside of each bosom

Hardened nipples

The softness of stomach

Leading to navel

While tongue lashing

The area I call the river of life.

Simultaneously allowing heart convulsion

Overflow her emotions

Her face flushed

When body touched

Pushed she is toward second emission

Tempo changes position

Hand now raising legs

Till exposed the nest for eggs

Calves lay neatly on shoulders

Temptation makes me bolder

Though engulfed and consumed in the depths of her eyes

while hand relates to inner thigh

She elates flustering sigh

I`m moved to a sensuous high

(maybe because she`s just so moved)

Putting me deeper in the mood

Cause I enjoy it when she`s pleased

Transformed movements she`s now on hands and knees

(I never was a lip reader, till this find day)

Read every syllable, understood every word they say.

Begging for, Slow deep thrust into swollen hip lips

gently rub and flick her now extending tip.

Moans of exhalation leave her mouth shows her appreciation

And she pushes me to my back for reciprocation

Lovers Suite Masterpiece

sometimes we
float around each others cosmos
trying to find out
What's in each others mind
during different times
we float around each others mind
trying to find out
what it is...or what is was...
what we mean or meant to each other
only to find out
that what it is...isn't what we thought it was
and what we thought it was
was not just a mental thing
more than a desire for biological interchange
so we float around each other
trying to find out
what kind of chemistry might be found
hoping to heat beyond 69
plus 28 degrees
temperature transmits emission,

Intermission

We thus continue
messing around to find
what makes one chemically
inclined to another
to find out
that, what it is...is what it is...
just an emotional thang coupled with the need
or desire to satisfy
intimacies of the opposite kind
XX for the XY
where we're inclined toward
a close encounter of a different kind
type of encounter
where you lose your mind...for a little time
lose your mind
while vertically aligned
to each others skin
feeling that sweet sweaty funky
kinda sin...sin...sensation
arousal awakens the need for extra attention
for the areas that crave affection
DO I NEED TO MENTION THEM BY NAME???
that arch in your back
which has been begging more than gentle kisses...
what it misses is a roughneck rubdown
done the right way
releasing tensions of a cold rainy day
maybe you just feel the need
for a warm embrace...
the kind that makes you forget
time, place, and the problems of the human race
where deep eye gazing
allows soul penetrating vibrations
causing emotional exhalations
accompanied by sweet whispers in your ears
a coronation of poetry
with the sentiments that release inhibitions and fears
allowing a closer connection
than just skin to skin
where hearts race...pulses pace
in synchronous beat
raising passions heat
to another level
where there are no lies to be told
where two lives can unfold
to form one
maybe though at this time
you're seeking a coronation of a different kind
the kind that happens to
the inner sanctum of your thighs
where entrance is granted
for one blessed to speak in tongues
a cunnilingus-linguistic
DO I NEED TO SIMPLIFY MY VERBIAGE???
Just picture a constant clitoral vibration
oral stimulation
that makes the sweat bleed from
the back of your calves
while I'm holding the two half moons
of your round...MMM
till you feel the full thrust
of my tongue in your pool
arousal has never been so cruel...
girl i'm not playing no head games
not playing no games
unless your willing to play with me
you got to just taste
what's been patiently awaiting to enter you with ease
ready to please
while you're on hands and knees
then we will see...
what makes one cosmically inclined
to another
only to find out that
what it is...is, what it is...
and what it was...was, what it was...
and what it will be...is, what it will be...
which may encompass
the spectrum of souls, spirits, minds and bodies
till climax comes while lying naked in bed
sharing intimate thoughts
as lovers and friends
long enough for the moment
to wisp into an eternal memory
of a lovers suite masterpiece...