New World Nubian

Perspectives from a Child of the Americas

Hot and Cold

You step in.

  There’s darkness.

You put your hand in my wet, curly, hair.

   It’s an organized mess.

You breathe you miss me.

            It’s not enough.

Your body kisses me.

            It’s a pinned up lust.

You don’t care about reality.

                It’s just something more to remember.

You say few words.

       We turn December.

 Copyright © 2012 Nichelle Calhoun

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3 comments on “Hot and Cold

  1. gladiuspoeticus
    July 5, 2012

    Your words are plain, yet delicate

  2. StacyMichelle
    July 7, 2012

    your writing as a subtle depth; well done.

  3. New World Nubian
    July 12, 2012

    Thank you so much guys. Just writing as I see it.

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