by June Nash
Black, beautiful, your strength I adore
Holding you close, I breath in your scent
Make my blood boil, reach into my core
Need you inside, come start my ascent.
I’ll drink you up, every single drop
Voltages surge as you touch my lip
Please, one more cup, another, can’t stop
Quivering shakes, with each luscious sip
Stop! That’s enough! Cannot take more Joe!
Of strong and bold jamaican descent
Leaves me trembling, from head though to toe
Exhausted, drained, and completely spent
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