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Home Coming


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tainted whispers are set adrift
floating down the ravines
of an abstract ear
a trinity of fingers stretch open your snatch
a pinky curves into the rear
ahhh...so many breaths
for me to catch...one by one
fished out of a sacred pond of libations
you flavor my digits unabashedly
as i flavor your mind
unwind your extravagances
though sexual...sensual...encounters
expressed with the explicitness
you've come to expect
from me
 
i pull out..take a greedy slurp
then plunge them back in for a second round
this time knuckle deep
diggin for a deeper inner-standing
i wanna see those antiquated linguistics
rolling through hips and eyes
bear soul witness to the convulsing of thighs
and the contorting of your spine
 
come hither baby
slither for me my serpentine belly dancer
as my voice copulates
with your sweet jazz falsettos
feel the width of my fingers maneuvering
manipulating your emotions
i'll watch over you with hawkish and loving intent
totally turned on..tuned in
mold you until your body shape shifts
into my harp
 
you gasp and collapse simultaneously
heaving hedonistic in  
a hard driven...soulful release
seeping psalms down the lifelines of my palms
chronicling my heavenly journey  
between the gracious arch of a curvy ass  
as your pretty in pink condenses filmy sheets of muzik
into a loving keepsake
for my  fingering orchestra strumming
beneath your soul
 
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Written by Naajir
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Author's Note
nothin like comin home to jazz...
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