The Inner Thoughts of Your Ebony Queen: Poetic Imagery from My Soul

By Rochelle Jones

Poetry is a soul-derived intimate moment as pen to paper and as a dancer to the flow of music. As poets of old touch our hearts I want to leave part of my soul on paper for centuries to come. I hope to inspire others to be free in their writing and not be afraid of criticism sure to come. My poetry is passionate. My poetry is about my growth as a female growing forcibly into a Lady so that I was prepared to become a Wife. Life is about growth and without it either forced or respectfully we are lost. I am evolving through my pen with love as the force I was created in.

Write leaving an imprint of your soul long after your presence here. Become part of something greater than right now. Express your soul with ink and watch it flourish as planted seeds for future writers.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Mar 24, 2016
• ISBN: 9781504985321

Rochelle Jones

Raised in Houston, Texas, by my father, David Nelson Sr., who also loved to write, I began to write poetry at twelve to express my song. I would rather read and dance versus watching television, so I influenced four of our nine children to do so as they grew/grow up. Once a single mother hoping, now a wife to a special man, Lawrence Jones II, who encouraged me to move past my hesitation and share my writing. I want to influence others to keep writing despite technology because there is nothing like a book.

Book preview

YOU

You drive me to think of

possibilities never dreamed of as

Starry skies seem to float within arm’s reach

. As the flames from the sun dance to my rhythmic

vibrations I began to feel a freedom

. As the oceans breeze guide my

unintended stride. I stroke the

limbs of you as the air dancing on

your skin. Can you feel the freedom in me?

As your breathing speeds and your heart steadily beats

harder. Making your chest flow like

the waves perfuming our air. I feel

your hands that send my body into

a state of shock While caressing

away walls I never knew stood. My

knees dissipate as the brown of my pupils fade

To visualize thoughts

leaving like steam in the wind.

Catching the weakness in me

helping me to stand. Without

judgment nor condemnation we

love

MENTAL STIMULATION

When I say I want to make love to you…it doesn’t mean I want sex

I want to hold you, cater to releasing unknown tensions you carry daily, cooking your favorite meals, bathing you to soft jazz and candlelight, wiping away your tears while having your back every second of every minute of each day, covering you in protected, guiding prayers while allowing you to be the man of me

You see….

You sir bring out something I never thought I would know You inspire a mental stimulation I’ve yearned for which in turn stimulates glory

Intellectual baritones beat the drums of my ear seeping into the bloodlines of me to flow thru my heart entangling the flesh that makes me weak for you

See it’s not a physical desire although your touch makes my knees go to different area codes and your kiss sends my soul into outer space yet that is only part of an expression of love making

You see one like me needs to be stimulated more than physically because sex is the easiest thing to obtain for one like me which leads to boredom and un~interest Just to be near you while your mental thoughts are exercised stimulates every part of me

Waiting to hear the deepest thought provoking words stirs my soul

Yes I think about your touch only due to the comforting force it has over me and no obligations to be nothing more than me

You see it was never a planned ache or thought out whatever this is on my part… just be a friend…that’s all

So thru lol, joking, learning, praying and sometimes flirty comments things changed for me

FRENCH KISS

SUCULANT FULL EXPERIENCED FIGHTERS

CAN YOU HANDLE THE TASTE OF MY CHOCOLATE COVERED LIPS CARRESSING YOURS

SENDING YOUR MIND ON AN ADVENTURE WITH THE TIP OF MY TONGUE

ALLOW ME THE PLEASURE TO BE HYPNOTIZED WITH THE BROWN OF YOUR EYES

AS WE SOAR BEYOND THE SKIES WITH JUST THE TOUCH OF OUR LIPS BECOMING ONE

GETTING LOST IN THE ECSTACY OF LUSTERIOUS EXAMPLE OF WHAT A KISS IS

INTERTWINING AS IF WE ARE PULLING INTO ONE ANOTHER SENDING OUR TONGUES ON A DANCE COMFORTLY EXPLODING THE WALLS OF PLEASURE WE FIND IN EACH ANOTHER

NO NEED TO TAKE BREATHING BREAKS

EXPERT KISSERS WE FIND IN ONE ANOTHER SO NO DESIRE TO STOP

PUT ON REPLAY AS BODIES TWIST AND TURN TO THE BEAT OF HEATED HEARTS

PUT IT IN DEEPER NOW MAKE LOVE TO MY MIND WITH SLOW WIND OF YOUR TONGUE

SEEMINGLY EXTENDING WITH EXCITEMENT YOU CONTROL MY EYES, ARMS THEN THIGHS

THEY ARE YOURS AS YOU TWIST AND TURN IN MY MOUTH CAUSING MY TONGUE TO REACT

SOFTLY FORCING MY TONGUE TO LICK THE INSIDE OF YOUR TOP LIP AS I SOFTLY BITE IT

FRENCH KISS MY KISS AS IF YOU ARE TRYING TO MAKE IT YOURS

WITH JUST THE TOUCH OF YOUR TASTE A FIGHTER HAS FALLEN UNDER YOUR SPELL

FRENCH ME LIKE YOU ARE PERFORMING SURGERY ON MY MIND

NEVER RELEASING CLOTHES ORGASMS HAVE BEEN EXPLORED ON LEVELS OF EXTREME

WEAKENING LEGS CAUSING MEMORY JERKING BACK TO THE SCENE LONG AFTER

SENDING HEARTS RACING DISTRACTING DAYS AS SMILES OF SWEET TASTES CROSS MY LIPS

QUEEN

The love for him breathed life thru her eyes

Causing a beat to burn in her steps

A hurt to be displayed thru the swing of her sword

Each step he is with her

Each swing resembles his past

A resolve of pain left on seas shores drenched in new colours of crimson so incandescent as seen in nights skies She loves she hurts she lives she seeks to resolve

Her desire to see his strength live on thru them in one drives her passion for love The love buried deep within her womb carries her blade

Dressed in black to blot out the blood stains of those who had taken her King

As the beauty he went to sleep with never escapes her

She speaks…Real women give birth to warriors

As her sword swings…A Queen rightfully chosen…a Warrior when need be

As she fights back to back with his spirit she is a force they were not ready for…

RELEASE ME

As whatever this thing is we share attempts to settle yet at just moments steam arises that simmers on the energy we give off of one another. You only have to look at me and all sanity flies out of any crevice available let alone touch me and your kisses…hmm they can fill dreamless nights decades