When the Sun Sets: (Circa 2001)

As the Sun Sets
Deep Passionate swirls of blood reds, pale yellows and Pinks
Causes me to think
of Mind sex, we've shared like wordplay
that carums from page to page
off of the holy books
take a look
Your soul is as strong as the psalms out of the bible
and the Surrahs out of the Qu'Ran
Playing in my mind like poems and songs
comes an irrepressible fate
Not the Devils playmate, yet mine
Our lips intertwined like vines, cause you are sweet and devine like ruby red grapes
Put them to my lips, I Love the taste
so much, as such
I promise I could eat you straight off of the plate
Fill me to the tip, top of the brim with passionate fever
never thought other than sickness could make
but my vision is clear not opaque, nor clouded
how did the devine create someone almost his equal
I'm not waiting for the prequel or the sequel
for it would never measure up at the same rate
or the same pace
Hold on by the seat of your britches when we talk
take this mental walk with me
through this bliss shining bright like mental gems and stars
Looking into the distance, from my car, but not too far away from this place
Steamy tempered feelings of blood pumping
electricity, charging, rumping
with the beat thumping hard but yet so softly...
Peace of mind from veins and brain can only be achieved
by coupling you and me
You see
when I touch your skin
Or hug you from the rear, it is only then
that the only fear that I fear
and share with anyone else, is never ever being able to be with you here again
in the same happy completion of solidarity, surely sobriety from no anxiety
and from clarity of us understanding where each of us stand
almost as if we are really good old friends
yet this is not the end and only where we began
Cause when I say we, I mean as in I'm not your man
but yet we share something so intimate without ever being derobed
always are we clothed when we go so deeply inside each other's souls
so much that when I have to say goodbye
it makes me want to cry
shed tears of joy, shed fears destroyed
thank you for making me feel like a man in this estranged world
Letting me make you feel like a woman, instead of me a boy and you a girl
Sure I might make you feel whimsical like running through small meadows
Maybe it's because I don't come across like any other fellow thespians
best we be friends before lovers in such an order
that you have to date before marriage, and married before fathers and mothers
Hopefully you are not sothered by the way I want to have you all to myself
When we talk of views on reality, down to past realtionships or whipped cream
and the way it turns you on still has me thinking of ways to achieve
better and better, ways of making you wetter and wetter
basically just making you pleased
I don't know you all that well, but from what I can tell
You are able to rock the bells like LL or even Run DMC
Your Chocolate skin calls to me
Let me be the vanilla or ream in the coffee bean of your choice
Like I said about making you moist like Duncan Hines
Sublime like the ephiphany I experienced when we first met
all will come freely, come to the center of stage like Emcees
I bet
When the Sun Sets

David Anthony Abshire
April 9th, 2001

(this poem was written a while ago, but I find it to be one of my favorite dissertations...I'm quite fond of this one indeed...)