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Pressurized Rain

the rain fell in increments
filling the grail of man's imagination  
with liquefied thoughts of her
seductive in movement..saturating senses
sugary salted in sentiment
condensing oceanic depths of woman
into continuous pellets of revelations
one poetique drop at a time
the dark...the mysterious..the all consuming
a ripple effect emanating from a curvaceous figurine
manipulating a crimson flow
through swerves of exquisite scripture
calling forth the rapture
swollen down the length of a throbbing shaft
salacious with intent..bent on bending her over
and claiming his righteousness between
the folds of a pink teasing slit
a justified fuck if you will
pleasing the wits of  
cerebral sado-masochists
down for whatever
be it the sting of leather..the caress of a feather
and everything in between
'twas the perpetual downpour
of that esoteric rain
molding the arrogance of hardened rock
to fit the nuances of her nature
an acquaintance of the sleek and stern
of tightness and thickness
sweet-struggling within the grooves of the other
pulsing texture..engorged veins
birthed from the strokes of restless quills
stirred in a forbidden pot
brewed through enticement of a kindred intellect
simmered in a unique blend of emotions
reconciled and reciprocated
outside the mainstream of thought
cut off from the norm of rhyme or reason
a bubble exiled from time
cocked and primed for human combustion
another ravenous sip
heralds another reckless dip of hips and loins
chronicling the rise and fall of man
between a spread of soft thighs
all for the viewing pleasure of the voyeur
lurking behind her eyes
again and again
up and downshifting into her domain
into her high octane rain
rigid and unforgiving..
just how she needs it..just how she craves it
stoking the flames from within
searing names of the guilty into this lyrical testimony
entering into the public record
the incrimination of her soothsaying yoni
as she foretells the assimilation
of every inch of him
of every ounce of insemination
hoarding the motherload of his future
inside the humid core of her being
where the crucifixion of countless tiny prophets
serve as selfless martyrs for  
poetry re-imagined.
Written by Naajir
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