Poppy

Poppy

slowly like silk

rustles

he undressed

my reservations

skillfully seductively

entering

my mind

a man for all seasons

rite

&

here now

hard

as the times

fine

as grannies brandy

&

just as strong

daddy make mama groan all nite long

his name & a moan

every other word in this love song

feel him rise up in the middle of the nite

when daddy says come

mama does

& that’s only rite

poppy make a woman

wanna write bad checks

leave a chick stone broke

her only regret

she misses the sex

say Poppy’s name

panties get wet

 poppy for mommy

ya can best bet

got me high

on love we

ain’t made yet

kiss me like lighting

I thunder

running

as you plunder

mental synapses

un-conceived

emotional needs

& melt my heart with a

baby please

broner_stingy_brim_2Awww suga suga suga…

About Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I create; therefore I am.
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