» love number two

where do you stop / where do i begin
when my soul flies into yrs
and yrs mine in

with yr strokes up
and my strokes down
until the air is

heavy

smells like

sweating
separate
sex

but feels like

one flesh
braided by eternity

keep threading
my needle
with yr thick string
cure my insanity
with the pleasure you bring

and i’ll unstich yr
velvet cries
with my thighs

and unravel
the satiny smoothness
in yr eyes
with my grinds

until hair sweats
and knees quake

and even

brief

separation

makes our bodies ache
when lips

forget talk

and legs
will not walk

… then i’ll ask you again …

where do you end
and i begin

mingling of spirit
nothing like sin….

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Tinu

My name is Love refers to the poetic expression of my Yoruba name. Literally it's closer to "I loved her since she was in my belly" or less crudely "I loved her since she was created". Poetic translation, "loved since conception." Which is fitting because when I love, that's how I love. This blog is a personal recounting of all the things I love, people past and present, places, things, hobbies, life.

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