She asks me Whats on my mind? Eye daydream of the day When you and eye Bathe in Apollos Rays of son and daughter Get caught up Climaxing, Like the burst of Power yielded from Gods Black (W)Hole With a love so bold Jehovah of old would be sold On the fact that His son and daughter Are madly in love Yet this wouldnt be incest. For my fingers tickle Your insides of violin strings Making a sound so sweet Heavens bees come to us For lessons on creating something so sweet The hea(r)t From the vibration of our Pelvic bones quaking, aching Gently vibrating to our personal rhythm We release upon each other From the secretion of our heart Leaves the sweat from our souls Potent enough to create A perfect world of love. She asks me Whats on my mind? I dine on your insides As theyre sweetly dipped In the wet, honeysuckle fragrance Found in the leftovers Of your imperfect body Yet perfect spirit. You light every star In my personal heaven My prayer? That you remain The source of my oxygen The reason I continue to breathe I pray, through it all You have the desire stay Even in our demise, youd never leave Please...
Posted on: Mon, 29 Dec 2014 12:36:31 +0000
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