Roosters crowed somewhere in the barnyards
Ebony lips patted in a smile answered their call
Nothing moves but the portraits on my consciousness'
Creeping close till it merges into one
Moving like Siamese engaging in sex,
pictured a woman voice in my head
Buzz and yammer they snicker tempting me
Take me! The voices said" take me!
Take the true black woman,
as my arts magnifies her belly budge
My pen thrusting at me their brown midriff
as the rhythmic swaying hips
Tempted me into an erotic faith.
as I write to encircle her hot behind
the fullness of her breast bumped my arms
Controlling my thoughts
To react to the kinsman scorn
Who said my color was erotic filth.