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Jism
….an “ism” that I never ever
wish to lose
“control”
Baby
did you feel it
when I placed
the barrel deep inside your womb....
...and fired the “shot”?
I heard you die
wet nor dry
cry baby cry
felt your body seize
while I was down on
bended knee
this is what I do when I'm fucking you.......righteously
so damned hot? Spoken cliched lines.....
…...did it hit the spot?
traversing the white light
pussy so wet yet so freakin' tight
cream drips down the inside
of your thighs
(oh how I drift when I drive)
walking the milky white way
my,my,my
I smoke and tingle
as I pull my gun out
random pulses of energy
body short circuits
quaking, screaming and shouting...
…..two spent entities
shape-shifting,
splayed out
upon blue sheets
lying somewhere between the blurred lines
cumming..... afterglow
…...as the ”Jism” speaks
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