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The Truth Of Things

there's a randomness that  
comes as it goes    
nudging my definition in    
reckless throes    
down the slope of your hidden cuntry    
be it prose..sonnet...haiku in motion    
you always get me in    
every grade of manifestation    
every shade i parade before you    
you siphon jewels from my jaded thrusts    
face down ass up...propped properly    
there's prophecy languishing in    
the chastity of your soul    
your glistening grail tells me the tale    
i just have to dig a little deeper    
to decipher the difference between your charity    
and your philanthropy    
you speak on so many levels    
so i have to philosophize    
phallic movement and verbal conjecture    
reading between eyes and thighs    
fucking you...feeling exactly where you are    
taking all of you while    
taking nothing for granted    
i give you my pompousness    
my poetry and my porn    
adorn your depths with libations    
of explicit literature scripted in raunch    
synchronizing your sex sexuality and sexiness    
into one nation under my groove..    
proving to you that    
my shadows have no doubts    
they want as i want    
to binge-fuck you unhinge from    
your shackles of congeniality    
and show me how    
you really like to get down    
Written by Naajir
Published | Edited 24th Apr 2019
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