(for the pretty woman with twists at the HBCU)
__________by Rebecca Strait

I received your "anonymous letter"
via email tonite
just this evening as I was
returning to bed.
And my oh my....
what a writer you are!
the way you shaped and molded those words
to express the "uncertainty" of our love
the "destiny" of our Soul's
your heart's true affection....
you spoke of watching me, secretly,
as I wrote and typed
pulling out manuscripts from the
"black bag" that housed my dreams....
how I sat with headphones, smiling
and staring, intenting, at the computer screen
mapping out a poem
hopefully inspired by you......
You asked if I missed and loved you too
because your appetite was whet
and thirsty for my answer
my lips
my moan
my life breath
my fingers
my tongue.....
I write, Uknown, to you tonite
in gratitude
to help you express
words that you cannot craft into flesh,
to assure you that I am "open"
to your many advances
needing also
to taste
to delight
to nibble
to suck
and "fall"
into you too......

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