corliss blackmon

About me:

Can you touch me there, where sensuality and sexuality Begins and ends, where friends become lovers and lovers Become friends.
Where stimulation is bought on by imagination
Where I become you and you become me, and we become one
Can you touch me beyond the boundaries of the physical where we can transcend space and time, can you reach the recesses of my mind,
Can we cross that physical chasm, can you stimulate me, Can you give me that mental orgasm.

We were meant to be
We share one soul
Like 2 halves of an organism
One without the other
We could never be whole
Through the lean and mean years
You were always there to comfort me
And wipe away my tears
And I have been the shoulder you've
relied upon when facing rejection and fears
You are my rock my protection
Keeping me from harm
I am the one you come to when you need comforting arms
For every low we've reached, for every plateau breached
We have been there for each other
Like lovers
And will be there until our lives end
This surely must be love
So why are we just friends

As I sat in the park today
watching the people
hurry along their way
I thought of you and smiled
you are the one of God's wonders
tall strong and proud
standing out among the crowd
I thought of you walking the African soil
Kings among men
ruling over the riches of the motherland
I thought of you in Egypt
Pharaoh and Hebrew
creating the beauty of the sphinx
and the pyramids
no one will ever accomplish what you did
and then a bit of sadness came over me
as I thought of you being forced across the sea
to be chained, humiliated and sold
for a few pieces of gold
but still I smiled
for as hard as they tried
you kept your kingly pride
and like all good things
you continue to rise
No one else is quite like you
your skin comes in all shades and hues, from the brightness of the sun to teasing tan, or pleasing brown to pretty blackthere is nothing that you lack
you have your own since of style the way you walk with an inherent rhythm that only you can hear
the way you talk is like music to the ear from the fullness of your lips to the swagger of your hips you are often emulated but never duplicated
you are my brother, my lover, my friend as I sat in the park today I thought of how much I love black men
and I smiled.

I feel your anger and dismay your hurt and desperation your needs and desires
Like a dagger in my heart a sliver of glass through my soul
Because I can't be with you
I yearn
to shelter you with my love and ease your pain to fulfill your needs and desires it burns me like molten fire
Because I can't be with you physically
But I am there for you in spirit
though I know it does little all you need do is reach for me and believe that I care
I feel............YOU.