Utterances of my Soul

haiku

cup held...got drops of
u buried and i'm buried
i drink from you deep.


haiku

spread yo limbs across
time...i drank space and saw neb/
ula...i'm star.light.



short poem


early morning
excursion
outside of my
morals.
walked a mile
of lust-
stoppin at
yo front door.
shirts
removed-shorts tugged
chocolate hued
nakedness
against red...
we
intertwined
jamaican god...black dick
curved to the left
hookin
my morals
and pullin me into
the bleakness
of
lust...mouth
wrapped around it-
u dig it!
I dig it!
gotta get a nut.
i
fell myself
nuttin in my hands
while
u
stab my mouth's lining.
spilled seed
in my
hand...
quickly loose my desire;
gotta escape...
gotta hide beneath
a rock..
gotta get it to/
gether.


haiku

paint my thighs blue-watch
me stroke myself..releasing
lust thru penile tract.




Childress Orestes Charlamagne/2006