Our Voice February 2014 - Annual Black History Edition | Page 16

hile we are lovemaking

I place my hand all over your face

I caress your cheeks,

Your forehead,

Then I rub the back of your head

Feeling your fresh cut and stubble

As I am looking into your eyes

I smile,

Because all over again

I can feel your arms covered with Goosebumps

From one end of your forearm

Down to your hands

That lets me know that I am pleasing to you

And I love to watch you (suffer the punishment of pleasure) with me

I say, “baby, you got the goosebumps”

You say “yeah, I know” and

I laugh, because it is beautiful to know that what we share is so good

That it causes you to have engorged goosebumps full of passion

Thrashing your body like waves crashing the shores

So, I rub them to see if they will dissipate

But they get stronger

So strong that

It makes you drop your head down for a second in (half exhaustion)

Then raised it up and you shook your head in (half

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by Kamille Kamala

exhilaration)

But it must have given you more strength

Because with one swoop

You lifted my legs so high only half my back was present on the bed

While my toes tried to touch the ceiling

And in this position

There was nothing in the way of where you needed to be

And that was very pleasing to me

So you freed the goosebumps trapped inside your body

And they must have transferred from yours

To mine only to release themselves back

Into the atmosphere

But I know that love energy will come again

And it will need us as a host

And we are willing

To be used

Because for me

I love to feel your goosebumps

And I love watching you (suffer the punishment of pleasure)

Knowing that this love energy will visit us again

It will.

16 Our Voice / February, 2014