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'Hooked on a Reelin...'
*in part inspired by a song i just heard after a bazillion yrs. (lol) n in part by my bro. Naajir.
I thank Both for the spark! lol*
...Yea, I'm sure
I've said it before
Still, I'll say it again...
She's like the wind
Constant, yet infrequent
blowin' by, my mind
n' nestled within
I could never forget,
how she'd let me in...
Her world, though hectic,
her emotions, an ocean
she let me swim...
I was a skeptic
in the beginning
even so she embraced
n' pressed my affection...
held close, tight, to her bosom
fed me for a time immense passion
teased my loins for some action...
The attention to detail, concernin'
matters of the heart, exposed the soul's satisfaction...in her, in me
with us, we...never had the
privilege to physically
consummate this connection...
But, within the mind's eye,
in the heart's yearnin'
n' immersed by a soul's burnin'
there we are...entangled, engorged,
engaged...in pleasures of the flesh
our breathe, escapin' the confines
of mortality, in a fantasy, while we wile away in stolen moments,
in hopes of a reality of one day...
Yea, I'll forever think it, feel it
n' likely say it again n' again...
She's like the wind...
Blowin' by, sendin' me into orbit,
I sigh, emotions stoke me, takin'
another toke, I'm smoked...HIGH
on HER breeze...
damn, my MUSE...
ain't she somethin'..?
I thank Both for the spark! lol*
...Yea, I'm sure
I've said it before
Still, I'll say it again...
She's like the wind
Constant, yet infrequent
blowin' by, my mind
n' nestled within
I could never forget,
how she'd let me in...
Her world, though hectic,
her emotions, an ocean
she let me swim...
I was a skeptic
in the beginning
even so she embraced
n' pressed my affection...
held close, tight, to her bosom
fed me for a time immense passion
teased my loins for some action...
The attention to detail, concernin'
matters of the heart, exposed the soul's satisfaction...in her, in me
with us, we...never had the
privilege to physically
consummate this connection...
But, within the mind's eye,
in the heart's yearnin'
n' immersed by a soul's burnin'
there we are...entangled, engorged,
engaged...in pleasures of the flesh
our breathe, escapin' the confines
of mortality, in a fantasy, while we wile away in stolen moments,
in hopes of a reality of one day...
Yea, I'll forever think it, feel it
n' likely say it again n' again...
She's like the wind...
Blowin' by, sendin' me into orbit,
I sigh, emotions stoke me, takin'
another toke, I'm smoked...HIGH
on HER breeze...
damn, my MUSE...
ain't she somethin'..?
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