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Here I am spinning out of control wondering what surprises you have in store for me... imagining you naked in a spun dream gleaming with the dew of morning... as intricate as a spiderweb.
I go hard in these definitions of African femininity as the dust settles on the floor of this jungle of thoughts and becomes the dirt from which we are made... birthed anew in the passion of our lust which burns on the horizon like a fire... casting a red glow into the darkness of space.
Here I am contemplating the shape of your booty when it is freed from the confines of those jeans... your breasts as they cascade over the confines of your blouse... ahhhh to see your tattoo.
You are more than the equivalent of all the sums of all the fucked up mathematics as it is taught in western schools... white queens in Egypt... white queens on the arms of prophets... some right wing propaganda told to soothe the savage beast.
Here I am looking at the expanse of your beautiful black skin as it makes me swoon in wondering wonder as I lay on a beach in the warming sun of my mentality...spinning out and into control...
Dizzy as I spin lazily in the aura of you...
Mmm.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
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