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Sexual Spirits in Perpetual Motion²....( from The Scientist )
( ... a treatise on the love we made this morning )
down upon bended knee
I speak Galileo's prayer
my body follows your slope
tracing it's gentle curves,
the way your body sways....
… a sensual geometry
large hands wrapped around
waifish waist
pendulum balls swing
trajectory altered,
equilibrium displaced
...in perpetual motion
thrusting me
a rhythmic “tap, tap, tapping”
evoking a paradigm shift
against the softness of your rear
crashing into quivering flesh
erasure of all fears
stimulation of fiery pleasures
…..an isochronic movement bearing witness to her swinging breast
...a beautiful face,
down against her bed
"...bang the drum slowly "
gently lowered head
moisture drips from ruby red lips
saturating linen pillow slips
my spherical excursions
into the darkness of your deep, cylindrical walls
friction ignites a long, slow, burn
and in turn
a smoldering fire.......
...felt in the depths of lustfully,inspired desires
my pendulum swings
your body into
perpetual motion......
…......shifting the atmosphere towards potent things to cum
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