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cornrows.

Raz

Bluelighter
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In an igloo made of asbestos and chicken-wire.
you

go for the nipples every time

and every time is like the first time

ever i saw your face

skin like milo

black eyes

and black hair

in cornrows.


i

never saw cornrows in real life before

only on a tv screen

i think of fame whenever i see you

in your silky shorts

and the singlet that always comes off

in no time at all.


we

fuck around but never

fuck

long languid kisses

juxtaposed with a frantic wank

and you always go for the nipples.


it's like

we're dating.


it's like

i know you.


i know what you want

i know what you'll have

i know the taste of your mouth

i know how you like to suck my tongue

i know the feel of your chest

clipped

and sweaty.


i know you

always moan

just before you cum

it's the only time you make noise at all

and it's always a sweet sound.


i

don't know your name

but i know

your cornrows.

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I always enjoy reading your sexually charged poetry, Raz. It excites me in unusual ways.:)
 
This is so beautiful. I love the way you structure your writing. It flows in such lovely directions but has a gritty honesty to it.
Great work. :)
 
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