Let Me In My Love

Let me in love to the window of your soul and let me have a long stare into the woods beyond those wild African eyes, let me tour in the Savannah your hold and hold me enchanted by the rush of the African wind in there where the sleeping lions lay pawing at their cubs softly. Let me in your eyes and give me the ship to sail across the vast Indian Ocean giving your eyes the color of the African acqua life, let me see the lazy coast your seas hold call me to the coastal breeze and show me where to sit as I watch you dive deep into the sea you rule with such a grace of a true queen.

Let me walk with you and I'll be called lucky by the envious moon that watches us in the cover of the night watching the stars that dazzle in your African eyes, let me feel your lips softly and show me their true passion for the African in me wants to explore it's edges until my tongue is coxed out in response to the African tease that weakens the beast in me with the beauty of the kiss impaling my heart to yours.

Let me in to the breathtaking promise of a smile your lips carry and my love I'll smile to the last African molar I have, hold me down with the African beauty gap on your teeth and let me know the meaning of loving and African woman full of compassion and love that makes evil itself walk away to find love in goodness. Let me touch your dimples and feel the outline of your lips posing for the African pictures taken only by the cameras in mother nature the African goddess of beauty who kissed you with an African beauty that has trapped this young African heart.

Let me in to your voice and show me the beat of its chords revealing the seduction it carries that makes my big elephant ears flap with attention to listen only to this African voice as smooth as the flow of river Nile and going deeper than river Zambezi, sing to me with it the African lullaby and let the childlike peacefulness wash over me like the African dew oh my love let me in to the sing song voice and allow me kiss you vocal chords the spring of this angelic voice.

Let me chew your sweetness and make me race you down the mountain brushing the Savannah grass that dances to a music in the wind hot in pursuit behind us, let me in so that I can jump without wings and fly with you into the spirit world and let us show the African gods their choice was not wrong.

Let me in to your body so that I can drink in the well of paradise, lay on my pallet love and let my fingers paint you the zebra print before we prick our fingers to make a blood pact witnessed by the African gods who ordained our love, let me into your dedicates so that I can put you with a child the next African son that will join the warriors and protect the community or the next African daughter that will wail and sing dirges when we sink into the boneless realm of the African living dead.

Let me in love so that I can feel you beneath my loin and Mate with you like the wild lionesses and the lions do, let me in so that I can let loose that guarded door and feel the blood of your chastity wash me pure of any attachments and forever I'll remain by your side making the night blush as it peeks through the bedroom window.

Let me in so that I can feel your soul kiss mine and merge our bodies to the rhythm of our passion then let us go mad with the savage streak inherent in our African DNA, let me in so that I can visit your forest that lays quite stirring with animal sounds only my brute African strength can cure. Let me in so that I can take a fill of your bossom and feel my hands on your wild body as I retrace the steps of the eternal potter filling up the hips making the white man's hour glass a part of your existence. Let me in to see the work of art you are and let me in to drink the Kongo your lips distil, let me in to breath in the essence of your presence and fill me up with the joy of being an African a true African man who holds a priceless price like no other.

Let me in to the sway of your waist and let the crickets chirp with cat calls wishing you were one of them, let me in to the secret of your smile and let me brush away the tears that flow in your grief and I'll thaw the cold nights bite with the warmth of your touch and then own my mind body and soul with the ring of your laughter.

Let me in to the pulse of your African heart and I'll celebrate my heritage in your unstained skin colored by mother earth looking heavenly with the sun's touch on it, let me in to the depths of your soul and allow me to walk in to the paradise in your love oh my love be my African star and even the elephants will trumpet in praise of your beauty.

Let me in to the pot you cook and as the aromas feed the fingers of hunger in my stomach and I'll know another anger only you are the food for, let me in to the Hut in your heart and never again will my spear pick another prey for the hunter has become the hunted.
Let me in on the the light of your love and never again will the darkness of confusion claim me, let me in oh melanin let me into the shrine you are and let me not adore any other soul.
Let me in my African beauty so that I can feel the joy of the African sunset and so that I can live by the creed of your love.

Let me swim in the waters of the African love and watch me drown in the beauty you hold, let me in to the corridors of your heart and give me the pen to pen my mark on your soul.

Let me fly in the stary skies your eyes hold and as I float in the air of love I'll know that my heart has been locked up, let me in to your Hut and let me tell not the story of your animal love...