I'm working on my upcoming poetry book, Transitions In Love, that I will be bringing to you soon. Until then I present to my poem:
Hearts Desire
D.I. Muhammad
© 2026
Her body starts to vibrate
It's an undeniable hum that radiates through out
Feeling as if earth moves beneath.
Carole King plays
Thoughts quiet through the music.
That same chorus on repeat in her mind.
Feeling frisky
Without no human outlet
Just a dildo and her imagination that runs free.
Was that to much to say.
You can stop reading and walk your bougie self away
© 2026
Her body starts to vibrate
It's an undeniable hum that radiates through out
Feeling as if earth moves beneath.
Carole King plays
Thoughts quiet through the music.
That same chorus on repeat in her mind.
Feeling frisky
Without no human outlet
Just a dildo and her imagination that runs free.
Was that to much to say.
You can stop reading and walk your bougie self away
Like you don't have unfulfilled desires
Because the one she wants seems to not want her back
Because the one she wants seems to not want her back
She's been celibate for years
Only to have her libido reawakening
Feeling her reality shift
What she feels she only wants with him.
She's talked with a few men they didn't compare to the energy surge
Only to have her libido reawakening
Feeling her reality shift
What she feels she only wants with him.
She's talked with a few men they didn't compare to the energy surge
That ran through her
It's a feeling that only a once in a lifetime can give.
They haven't even talked yet
And she sits with a unspoken synergy.
What she really wants though... is a hug.
And a conversation.
What she really wants though... is a hug.
And a conversation.


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