She Came

I asked her to come over
Spend some time with me
Before her plane took her back
To sunny skies and green vibes
With a shy sly smile
She came
With a khaki skirt
Resting mid thigh
Caressing her smooth brown skin
Naturally kissed by the Cali sun
Now they rested on a Boogie Down
Fulton, brass and black with orange pillows
We sat close, arm around her waist as
animinated planes transformed into
fighting war machines
We kissed through passed honey blunts
and our lips barely touched as we
threw smoke towards our small openings
Eyes half closed, smile now wider
Company was accepted as a family name
was sung through clouds as an yellow orange
tribe in small town America graced us with
another whimsical story
Her eyes were glued to the screen
As she shifted her legs
showing slight peeks of her
pale underwear
Our eyes meet along with lips/tongue
Hand slipped
Surprised yet accepting
as Curious George smiled
lying by her ankles
Parting slowly and shifting downwards slowly
I took the offering and performed
my own silent prayer
Hoping to catch the spiritual blessing
this angel is anointing me
Caught between laughter and moans
Confusion rose on her face while
Homer bemoaned his new locs
Her thighs locked around my head
As I wrote my aspiration in between
Drinking her natural waters
And just as the last line of the credits flashed by
she came


We are all dreamers...

"You know we're back, right?"