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Somewhere Between
I could feed on sexual tension endlessly
Rebuild the Pyramids from the energy
Mill and clear my lid unto synergy
Somewhere between arousal and control
Is the middle scene for prowling souls.
The riddles and memes howling in Flow!
Make no mistake Flow is a zone,
I stake risks, because I had to BREAK in!
Baked and tipsy, mad-aching...
Sheets of sweat to slake my desire...
Brought the heat to start the Lake of Fire!
Iron-wrought, self-complete, I spark to take us higher
Collected whims of me chance ta
Be eclectic sinful sprees as mantras
Electric skin-release all over like Tantra!
Count on gracing this space,
Bouncing zest much on every flesh touch
Come around and be pounced on in a rush!
I'll make your fountain sky-gush
Ain't no mountain high enough
I'll prove it on every waterfall
Groove better from blotter to call
Move untethered, this rot-smiler never crawls!
Lucid, loose, reaching through your every wall
Racing hot, tasting what I sought
The spaces between thoughts
The places that seem fraught
With tripwires is where I got
Caught, trapped and left
In the gaps between breaths
The losses that got me lean and bent
Causes every shot I gleaned and sent
The pauses between moments
Is where I rally what I bring
Tally up and sling, like an Alley King!
Born a Gutter Prince, scorned as a nutter at a glimpse
I bend the Tao for then, now and every other tense!
Rebuild the Pyramids from the energy
Mill and clear my lid unto synergy
Somewhere between arousal and control
Is the middle scene for prowling souls.
The riddles and memes howling in Flow!
Make no mistake Flow is a zone,
I stake risks, because I had to BREAK in!
Baked and tipsy, mad-aching...
Sheets of sweat to slake my desire...
Brought the heat to start the Lake of Fire!
Iron-wrought, self-complete, I spark to take us higher
Collected whims of me chance ta
Be eclectic sinful sprees as mantras
Electric skin-release all over like Tantra!
Count on gracing this space,
Bouncing zest much on every flesh touch
Come around and be pounced on in a rush!
I'll make your fountain sky-gush
Ain't no mountain high enough
I'll prove it on every waterfall
Groove better from blotter to call
Move untethered, this rot-smiler never crawls!
Lucid, loose, reaching through your every wall
Racing hot, tasting what I sought
The spaces between thoughts
The places that seem fraught
With tripwires is where I got
Caught, trapped and left
In the gaps between breaths
The losses that got me lean and bent
Causes every shot I gleaned and sent
The pauses between moments
Is where I rally what I bring
Tally up and sling, like an Alley King!
Born a Gutter Prince, scorned as a nutter at a glimpse
I bend the Tao for then, now and every other tense!
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