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Bring Me Up


he awakes
an erected obelisk
obsidian hued
tangoed with earth tones
veined..strained
the anthropology of man
symbolized as
antiquity soothsayed
zombied inside
the gulag that exists as
the human condition

awaiting
heaven's nurturer
blessed with divine sight
able to peer beyond
this throbbing thickened visage
and get to the
root of the matter

acknowledging
the needs of his physicality
and the sojourning spirited one
encased within the human condition
contrasting convictions
and philosophies

'tis a tale of man at war

she innerstands
the sacred conduit
that snakes before her eyes
the reason why it
magnetizes...magnifies
conjuring her ever lingering lust
her haunting obsession
her reptilian mind

but yet
her Queen reigns supreme
as she strokes his shaft
in a textured genuineness and sensuality
calling down energies
from the Crown of his nobility

she opens wide her mouth
and sucks not just the hardened
extension of her restless man
but his magnificence his principles
and his subtleties

she deep throats him with
a stated purpose
taking the full length of him
feeling the raw strength of him
thrusting upward
into her waiting esophagus

prepared to serve
as the sarcophagus for his
arching archaeology
loving the entire act of it
satiating her deepest desires while
loving her man even more
making it all the more meaningful
all the more beautiful
to him and her

to feel
his loins lurch in submission
and his spirit vibrate hard
under the guidance of her palms
deep inside her mouth
absorbing his story as he cums

etching his soul
as he stretches down her throat
longing to lose himself
in the transparency of in her intentions
and ooze out his future
easing his intuition with
each pelvic thrust

reveling in how
she brings up his bottled genie
enduring him as he throttles
thrashes..splashes
against the roof of her mouth
soaking her tongue

feeding her hunger
as she nurtures him properly
giving him the space to
place his all of his lust and his trust
beneath the heaving bust
of a woman
who truly gets the entirety
of the man laying
before her

the man that he is

the man that
she loves

Written by Naajir
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