czvasser Fried Chicken

3:00 A.M.

In that half world
of waking and sleeping
warm and deep I was
you came to me
slow across the room
I could feel you
lay on my back
close to my ear
whisper
I know you want me
. . . wait

In my ear
you low groan moan
I know you want me
as you writhe
your hips grinding down
your fingers at my shoulder
you bite
then lick the mark away
you suck
your tongue tracing a pattern
you whisper
I know you want me
. . . wait

You slide down
snake your legs between mine
and up again
and down again
you smooth over me
and I notice
how you burn
I smell you
I lick my lips
your body says
I know you want me
. . . wait

Your fingers massage
my coiled shoulders
your nails create
an occasional counterpoint
your nipples harden
as your breasts
propel them along my back
I moan
I marvel
you know I want you
. . . wait

You straddle me softly
and rest your wrists
upon my shoulders
you knead my spine
you glide your palms
across your breasts and wish
they were my hands
you lean forward
close to my ear
and whisper
I know you want me
. . . now.

Josephine Baker
czvasser Fried Chicken

Jane Jazz

Cool as smooth
as sunrise is to sunset.

The space next to her
while she sleeps
is sunrise cool
but when she moans
and when she moves
she is sunset jazz
that blazes red and hot yellow
mixed with blackening
that awakens howls you feel
with instincts beneath primitive.

Give unto caesar what is caesar’s
but dat gal’s gotta get some.
Got MO people stoppin
den da dew drop inn.
But she oughta ask somebody
cause she don’t know
how fine she is.

Smooth to cool
loving you just ought to be.

Say nothing now
I am afraid to lie
between duets.
An ibo cameo
Night just before the stars

Give unto god what is god’s
but lawd let me have her for a while
she’ll come when you call
I cain’t stop her den
I cain’t stop her now
she got to be somebody
got to find something.

Cool to smooth too
check.

Jane jazz is
Palm Sunday preachin’
and Easter clothes
and a spirit on high
that moves you to say
thank you jesus
thank you Jesus
thank you JESUS
head down
hand waving
amen.

Jane Jazz is
smokey at three
when ladies are two pair.
she moves you to say
thank you JESUS
head down
hand waving
fist full of money
a razor
a pint of southern comfort
amen.

Cool as a razor slide
that cuts to the bone
leaving a smooth scar.

Mom say stay way from dat
your boys say hit dat
Dad say marry dat
Everyone say don’t mess wid dat.

Jane Jazz is temptation
between heaven and earth
lost and won souls
saying thank you JESUS
cause Jane Jazz is
Cool and smooth
amen.

Jane Jazz walks with her soul akimbo
her hair in a flair
that only she understands.

You know you want it
cause I want it.

Her melody is madness
cooler than a high note
smoother than a low note
because cool is smooth.