Let Me Be Ya Shakespeare
by Erren Geraud Kelly

let me write freedom
with my tongue on your
thighs

let me show ya the pleasure
of the business I give
grandfather clock
speaks our release

let me feel ya legz
wrap around my ass, forest
falling out yr hair

let me taste your crotch
rainbows drippin down
my chin, sweetness

let me be ya Shakespeare

let your breasts
be uncharted territory
of milk and honey

let your sweat be the milk in my coffee

let your arms be the pythons
strangling
me into Eden

let your nails
tear fire into
my flesh

let me be ya Shakespeare

let me baraka ya
mind so your orgasms
are a freedom song

let your legz maya yr
boldness, as my jaw drops
my mouth catching flies

be my nikki giovanni at night
our love is revolutionary

no longer will your walk
be full of langston's weary blues

let me be ya Shakespeare

let me poet you down
and
down





METAPHOR

a metaphor becomes your
body as you
walk to me
vowels roll off your tongue
sweet as your
pussy
you could make
a man come
just by talking
cat eyes look at me
as your tongue
writes a love song
on my
dick
Erren Geraud Kelly has been writing poetry for 17 years. He
recieved his B.A. in English-Creative Writing from Louisiana State
University at Baton Rouge. He work currently appears at  
www.poetrymagazine.com
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