HIS name? Please. What man <br />among us lives solely for <br />the touch of your lips <br />and the “mmmm” that oozes <br />only if he’s really good? <br />No, my love is ready for me <br />hot <br />on demand, <br />waiting patiently for my <br />attention <br />Soothing every injury <br />Smoothing every edge <br />Offering clarity in a blurred existence <br />Inspiring me to face my fortune <br />or frivolity <br />Mi amor, unlike mi men, judges not <br />the words of my lips, <br />travels impeccably well, <br />and sets my heart’s pace each <br />and every morning. <br /> <br />He is? <br />Columbian Blend <br />and he’s calling my name.<br /><br />Lori Boulard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-hot-black-love-or-ode-to-java/
