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Mid summers’ nightstand, sweating from the brow
Sunshine walks in stride with the pride of Alkebulan
Debutante in full August moon glow, shimmering prowl
Gliding blue light on a purple velvet background, fireworks sound
Sashaying a way to convey more, or less hurried to rush in display
OH! forms in minds before nary a sound is heard, as if still screams
Heat mirage’d upon her features that further her storied legend
Frozen in gaze, no smoke, nor fade, it’s her stare that takes me away
Her nubile pupils obediently stand at the center of desired attention
Butter pecan does melt toasted almond to remnant puddles in vanilla
Nubian Queen drops down low to reach for something remarkably cooler
Drunk, my palette drew moist as my mind grew conclusions for seasons
She spoke my name as if she birthed me into this very existence instantly
Her countenance was a mixture of innocence churned into sultry evidence
Guilt had no shame, for she already knew my thoughts and the exact role played
Unabashedly seizing my dreams by touching me and shaping my wrought imaginings
The rays of late summer morning match my style in smile, a Mid-Summer’s Night fling
She coded memoirs to my soul, writing Shakespeare, leaving the impeccable taste in pleasant memories of Cold Cream……
