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August 03, 2005 |
The Art of Conversation |
you speak in silence.
i listen.
agreeing
with your every unspoken thought.
i stroke ur essence
question its depth in mathematics with my hand
it answers back eagerly
teaching me how to calculate L= W x H
i now understand
i hunger to learn your language
your native tongue speaks only bush
on cue you awaken my translator
who stutters upon your every word.
you quiz me on philosophy
as I write sonnets on your anatomy
we study science together
creating a lethal aphrodisiac mix
i teach you history in sign language
how past souls declared independence thru touch
we gyrate to ancestral drums
while connecting to a tribal beat
evoking spirits of lovers long passed
your breathing melodious quickens mine plays twin.
I love the art of this kind of conversation.
Especially how it begins.
-Sudani, Writer August 2005 (c) |
Sssh! she's writing.. brooklyn babe8/03/2005
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Well chiquita,
The art of this type of conversation is an artform I have lost long ago and am only reclaiming now!! Since I never post to my own, I'd at least like to add and contribute to something.
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Oh girl go on Sonyared.... lol. Ummm I said go on.... LMAO. Thanks, I have more to come tonight! But its short dirty story time.... Yeahhhh bay-bee!
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By the way I just loved your Haiku you wrote on my site, I absolutely loved it. It made my night! LOL
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@ mecrazyme Thanks darling! lol Those are fun!! Great idea! Did you peep your name on my SHOUT OUT crawl... I gotta add you on roll call... ta ta for now.
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Yeah girl... I was like Oh... Sh*t! Thanks.. Keep writing.
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Very hot! You horny thing...lol
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Well chiquita,
The art of this type of conversation is an artform I have lost long ago and am only reclaiming now!! Since I never post to my own, I'd at least like to add and contribute to something.