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Something Strange
Your touch can make me go missing
with my face palmed in your hand.
Close, and I am gone,
another soul in your chest.
Force yourself on top of me
and drink it all from my cup.
Sequester my body.
Eat my heart.
Your tongue falling around my pecks.
Lick me up, my goosebumped skin.
Absorb all of me,
like a handkerchief with some foreign engraving.
Twist my black man hair.
Crucify me with your pelvis curving out
and my blue jeaned legs in between, still, flustered.
Everything I know comes off.
That glare is the end of me.
Forcing me down,
when I've always walked alone, a wild number,
my shoulders pressed into the bed.
The mattress keeping me wall to wall
and you caving in.
You say, "Don't touch me."
My eyes are lifting far away.
It's all hazy now.
You're breathing on my neck, laying over me.
Your bare breasts all I feel of my upper torso.
All that is me to sense
is your thick pussy lips bearing strongly.
It's that I am gone.
It's that I'm gone.
And you're the only person who is really here.
Did I cum on your thigh?
Silly me. I do exist.
Dirtying you up
for your own passions.
There's a fire in my belly.
Some kind of revival. Some kind of molten swamp
that's gonna pop
at the edge of my volcano.
I'm gonna touch.
I'm gonna be.
Surf tiptoe fingers down the line of your back.
Feeling all over your soft behind
in a mighty last ditch bear hug.
And you're so warm.
Your flesh is so warm.
The face is so bright with those locks like rays pouring down.
Like I'm melting,
I'm drifting in
to the sun.
with my face palmed in your hand.
Close, and I am gone,
another soul in your chest.
Force yourself on top of me
and drink it all from my cup.
Sequester my body.
Eat my heart.
Your tongue falling around my pecks.
Lick me up, my goosebumped skin.
Absorb all of me,
like a handkerchief with some foreign engraving.
Twist my black man hair.
Crucify me with your pelvis curving out
and my blue jeaned legs in between, still, flustered.
Everything I know comes off.
That glare is the end of me.
Forcing me down,
when I've always walked alone, a wild number,
my shoulders pressed into the bed.
The mattress keeping me wall to wall
and you caving in.
You say, "Don't touch me."
My eyes are lifting far away.
It's all hazy now.
You're breathing on my neck, laying over me.
Your bare breasts all I feel of my upper torso.
All that is me to sense
is your thick pussy lips bearing strongly.
It's that I am gone.
It's that I'm gone.
And you're the only person who is really here.
Did I cum on your thigh?
Silly me. I do exist.
Dirtying you up
for your own passions.
There's a fire in my belly.
Some kind of revival. Some kind of molten swamp
that's gonna pop
at the edge of my volcano.
I'm gonna touch.
I'm gonna be.
Surf tiptoe fingers down the line of your back.
Feeling all over your soft behind
in a mighty last ditch bear hug.
And you're so warm.
Your flesh is so warm.
The face is so bright with those locks like rays pouring down.
Like I'm melting,
I'm drifting in
to the sun.
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