THE X-LOVERS

The late Reginald Lockett poem is part of the collection of black erotica from the book Erotique Noir.

she calls
he picks up the reciever.
he ask her how she been
doin and she says fine
and ask him how he
been doin.
he says fine and mentions
that it's been over a year.
she agreees and says she
misses him at times.
he asks her what she's been in-
to and she says she's
been going to school, workin,
takin guitar lessons and
chantin.
then she asks him what he been
doin and he talks about
work, exercisin and hangin
out.
he asks her to come over.
she says yeah!
she's there in 30 minutes.
they sit in his room,
drink some wine, smoke a
joint, listen to some sides and
talk.
then they embrace, hug, caress
and kiss and kiss and kiss.
bust some slob like
there ain't gonna be no tomorrow.
he strokes her back and she strokes
his.
he runs his fingers through
her hair.
he kisses her eyes.
he kisses her cheeks
he bites her ears.
he moves his hands towards
them big old luscious
breasts and he's almost
there, ready for the down-stroke
when she brushes his hand
away gently and
says,
"umh!umh! i just wanted
to see if the feelin was
still there, honey, and
it ain't"