Revolutionary Seduction

Her tongue is sweet and the words she speaks seeps through challenging me with new thought Though it's more than my mind she sought Voice a throaty whisper, she's speaking of upheaval While she's reaching for my zipper Sayin' if we can do it like it's supposed to be done we shall over....come... Speaking sultry philosophies, to battle my ideologies Rhetorical and physical mixing in some mystical manner Her banner is what I'm flyin' now... Still...my conscience gives me pause I make it a marytr to this cause Far from sleeping, she's beseeching me to ...Tear down her walls... Saying she has a dream But the scenes she seen in her mind Are of us intertwined Integration of another kind She's still speaking but my eyes can't find their way from her thighs... ....And still I rise... Forgetting my own moral restrictions Swaying hips sway convictions She says she'll be my Promised Land The source of my milk and honey Beckons for me to follow Saying "Lay with me tonight, we'll birth tomorrow Leave our sorrow in the past" Free at last...Free at last... This revolution will NOT be televised...

you go on w/ ya bad self that was hot.....very hot well keep up the good work

what the hell does that arrow beside this thing mean..?

oooooooo I like the allusions very sensual great word play

this was hot!... it was a great use of figurative language...

PRAISE THE LORD!!! I enjoyed reading your poem, it was very vivid. You captured me with your words and held my interest until the end. The way you used your words flowed as beautifully as a waterfall. I am impressed and not easily so. I got more out of it than was expected, it was almost overwhelming. I anxiously await with anticipation the next arrangement of thoughts that will grace our thread and wake up the imagination bug that is found in us all. WAY TO GO!!!

Great job! I thoroughly enjoyed your piece. I really look forward to hearing more from you. Keep it up!