Melvin Davis

I look deeply into a woman’s eyes to talk to the person beyond the surface

And I open myself up for her to see because I want her to see my beauty–, as I look for hers—hoping she wouldn’t get lost in the translation of my power

She stared too long into brown eyes that she felt bare

We are now in tune with one another

Without words or touch, moisture is found below,

She yielded to my captivity. I smile

Trembled hands touched my face as she began to open up her essence to me

My full lips rested on hers without a pucker

I held what was precious to me

I part the pathways that lead to the Nile River

I sip from cool springs—a whisper follows in my ear

Eyes rotate into heavenly places

She is from above, so I am given the responsibility to please


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