The air smelt of coconut trees and the sea

Native tongues greeted me, I felt warm and free

Free from the pollution, free from the daily rush

Free from the metropolis noise, free from the city mush

The warm African sun had withered from the sky

The birds chirping their final goodbye

As I dream of this exotic wondrous place

Infront of me stood an Ebony queen in lace

Smiling, beautiful black eyes dancing with life

With a smile that could cut through butter without a knife

“You alone,” she winked and drawled sultry

Yes, I nodded, in her presence feeling paltry

Her sensual eyes never leaving mine

She pulled a chair asking if I was fine

Sweating, palpitating, I couldn’t breath

Need air, I wished the terrace was a heath

Her temptress smile taunting me, teasing

Shifting on my chair uneasily she took a pleasing

For I had never seen such beauty, I craved her desire
She was sinfully beautiful and sensual and I was on hell fire

She was the budding beauty of her sexual flower

With the glowing energy, her sensuality was her power

When she smiled her eyes seemed to sparkle

Her small nose adorned with tiny dark freckles

 “Ain’t you going to order me a drink?” she asked smiling

I couldn’t move, couldn’t talk, slowly in love I was falling

High into the sky my heart lifting, by talons it was gripped

Talons of love that soon would have my heart ripped

With her striking exotic beauty I was mesmerized

I couldn’t help it but her face I drunk in and memorized

A waiter she summoned with an skilled wave

“Hi Joe, how is your wife?” with a sensual smile she did rave

“The usual please,” to salivating Joe she did point

 She seemed to be a regular at this upper class joint

In awe I was transfixed with her big black eyes

I stared, salivated, my hypnosis wasn’t disguised

Broken was the spell swiftly by an unseen force of the night's fathers

From my exotic dream I was suddenly aware of others

In a business suit he gave me a knowing grin

The tourist gave me a-thumbs up and ordered a gin

Two ladies at the bar at my lovely visitor they glared

Their anger and envy they openly bared

“Candy,” she smiled, her hand on my now shaking knee

“Huh,” I blushed beetroot red as if I had been stung by a bee

“My name is Candy,” her alluring and tempting smile she applied

 “Why don’t we finish these in your room?” she got up before I replied

Like a blind man I followed her intoxicating strong perfume

Like a spellbound man, I retraced the way to my room

In the room the silence was pervasive like entering a tomb

Pushed me on the bed and over me she did loom

As she undressed me, I understood her purpose with no doubt

With her hot expert mouth my swelling she did mount

Until then I lingered with hardly a sound

Sucking my engorged shaft, shouting I was bound

Sliding down to let me enter her womb

Her hips like a carnival ride it brought about my doom

She engulfed me in raging rivers to unknown fates

Locked in a dance of ecstasy, threatening to erupt the floodgates

Dancing to the rhythm of her erotic rhyme

Resistance wearing thin, I erupted when it was time

She rose from a crumpled bed
Stretched her long arms above her head

Sheets pushed aside with a sensuous sigh

Leaving me in bed with a love-struck high

Dreamily I started planning my days ahead

Igniting imaginations in my head

Long enough I will keep her around

I silently thought, as in my Ebony love I had found

With a kiss from my African queen

She got off the bed and I felt the crown I did win

My days and night make happy she will
I knew and my dreams she will fulfill

From my thought I was roused “I’ve got to go, where is my money?”

Without a smile demanded my now dressed African honey

Just my wishful thought interrupted, baffled I was at first,

“Its business,” she said my mind putting to rest

When the price I was told, my old white face went pale

Exiting as she grabbed the cash, I wished it was a sale

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