Let your tongue fingers open my gardenwhat you find there is yourstaste my blackberriesnibble my datetheir sweetness is unparalleledjuicy enough to satisfy your cravingand quench your thirstI surrender…my mouth hands open your gardenwhat I find there is mineripe plums to savorpapaya aplentyto feed my hungerlarge enough to mountas we ride into Eros's realmrocked by wavescradled in cries,whispers long and deepthrough moist cavernsdark snug tunnelswet sugared valleysbetween caramel vinesJourney with me‘neath the blue light of my dreamsamid sunset/sunriseWhat we'll find there is oursThis is one of the poems that was supposed to appear in in Little Black Book Vol II. My BSFS family gave me so much support when I first posted it -- and I was scared to death (laugh). Ya'll are the best!!Copyright Valjeanne Jeffers 2008, 2010 all rights reserved
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