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Human Stains
by Mitzi Kay Jackson

Thursday, March 10, 2005
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Picture Klimt "The Kiss" 1907-8

of all the thangs, that cover me
it's human stains, that i yearn to be
drenched in, baby follow me........

(see this is where time flies and he catches me slipping)
(see all he had to do is ask me about my eyes, say something bout’ my mind)
(see give me his ear and a little of his time, his hands were firm smelt like a man)
(see his teeth were so happy and smiling at me, offering paradise fulfilling means)
(see I heard it between those words, smiles, laughs, baby I’m gon make U luv me)

Ok back to the poem

I think of bodies tangled
Mangled in juices flowing
Your upper thigh holding my bottom thigh
Pressed chest to chest
And the sky cries
Purple blue sapphire
Pulling my arms high
Cupping meaty desire
As I sink into you
Twisted vines growing
Into shadows in time
Grinding inner to the core
Yes the source of life
It is calling you home
And you journey long
And swift determined
One twenty
One twenty
One twenty
Our hearts beat to
Souls crying and lost
Bumping and humping to connect
Making mates
Can you feel it?
Ow baby can you feel it?
Blooming brought out senses
And our colours mixing’
Yours skin calls out to me
For shadowed dreams
Of bodies in motion
With elegance in my stance
Striking poses in this dance
Of hitting switches
Gripping each side of my spine
Death takes over my mind
Slow death, slow
You hold me like a new born child
Whose return and left her smile
Death finds you buried
In my chest searching
For heaven
Bending into you
I have no choice
We explode and families grow
No matter…….
Lips hotly dry
Despite the tears from my eyes
Never knew lust
Could feel just as good as love
Brotha your male principle
Spreads me like butter over toast
Swelling…you go
So deep and so low
Our lips meet tongue to cheek
You suck life from me
And I open
As the colour green
Spring free reaching for
Growing for
Arms curled locking mid way stations
In place and you lick your plate
Clean so clean
Cheer teams dream
Of moves like this
Up and around and flip
I cover you warmth
Turns your red to blue
Deep under hills of motion
I travel flicking the backdoor wide
He is shy
And I have always been good at ping-pong
I mock his earlier strides
When rides were upright
And his moan covers my dome
Which only encourage
Death comes swift
And I take every inch
Us both
With life processing stench
Covered in glistening drains
And the remains of human stains
And my goodness
If he isn’t my soul mate
He sure feels like he is………..

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Reviewed by Ronald Hull 4/12/2005
Oh my goodness! Mitzi. This one got me going, conjuring up all those memories of human stain spilled.

Reviewed by Sandy Knauer 3/21/2005
I agree with what Felix said - "this has such an erotic yet sweet innnocense to it as well that the reader is not sure to feel so happy for her" I'm amazed at how tastefully this was done. Sandy
Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson 3/14/2005
Ah Mitzi, your poems are so creative, raw and lusty! You sure know how to push everyone's buttons! lol Well done!
Reviewed by William Bonilla 3/12/2005
This is, "tell it like it is great"
truly could not stop once I started

William ......Peace & love
Reviewed by Kenny Baez 3/12/2005
Phew! what a hot poem. I can all but see the steam rising. And like the rhythm and the insistence and the repetitions and to borrow a phrase, the complete evaporation to the core... love is just a four letter word. Very physical poem, red-blooded!
Reviewed by A PAX 3/12/2005
God..........the is GREAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
pax A
Reviewed by Kate Clifford 3/12/2005
Your touch of reality is always extremely insightful for the reader.
Reviewed by jude forese 3/11/2005
uniquely riveting erotica!
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 3/11/2005

Nobody writes with more real, raw emotion--stunning write!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 3/11/2005
Another "in your face" no nonsense powerful poem, Mitzi. Thank you. Love and peace. Regis
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 3/11/2005
Say no more every one else did already!!

Love Tinka :}
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) 3/11/2005
Always argue who has to sleep in the wet stain.

Joking apart, this is such a unique write.

So glad to be new to this den.

Had to laugh out loud at the last line..
Reviewed by Li Smith 3/11/2005
Like Judy Lloyd says, "You sure know how to light up a page!" I'm sure baby luvs you lots of jelly tots! Best Wishes, li
Reviewed by George Jackson 3/10/2005
My thinking may be skewered, but I found this to be a haunting, somehow and beautiful.
Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK 3/10/2005
Funny Thing Bout Human Stains,No Matter What Color You Are THEY NEVER (Sin)WASH OFF----Until Death Inevitable Smell Stench While You're Burnen In Holy Hell_

Credit For Off Wall Romantic Write...

Reviewed by E T Waldron 3/10/2005
somebody come and help me here!!!....zowwwwwwwwwwie,you can't be writing like this while I'm here all alone. at least wait til I tell you he's home Mitzi;-)never read erotica like this before, like coke it's the real thang!

Reviewed by E. Richardson 3/10/2005
Mercy me! Daaaayaaam! Now this is pure erotica! Splendid work!
Reviewed by Felix Perry 3/10/2005
Mitzi this has such an erotic yet sweet innnocense to it as well that the reader is not sure to feel so happy for her (the subject) or a sense of wanting to reach out and protect her from loves entanglements. Glad at the end he is a life mate.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 3/10/2005
You have some nasty, rough and tumble phrases and words sprinkled all over the place here, but then, damn, that's what I expect from Mitzi. Would have been disappointed without them. Your ride with lust, your mouth tasting the syrup of male pride and your loins rising to gather around you everything that the world has to offer you at this delicious moment . . . Well, hell, when you are there, there is the absolute best place to be.
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 3/10/2005
This is quite a poem, Mitzi - and what marvelous last three lines!
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader) 3/10/2005
You sure know how to light up a page here with these writes.
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