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The ReAwREckconing… an Ode to Eerie

The ReAwREckconing… an Ode to Eerie
 
wise note thiS; EyEs noticed;  
butt never otherwised focused on a woman's breast…
Pupil's pupils due 180°'s over sum lady's chest bypassed V-neck vest then go scan rest;
Yes;  
Whoa!.. Man's blessed; but eye test eye jest was a yeoman's guess knot two stare wholes threw souls of a woman's dress…
eYE See highLee doubtful her spout full two be more than a mouthful was a slow man's quest... win end Rome or inn home land guest was a Roman's nest… won wrestled bless soul egghead we ScEnE nestled between two breasts… WoW! Rome is burning now dome be turning relearning two due about faces… telephone wire bras tale a clone spy her flaws discerning true drew the route races two a woman's heartstrings sharing art things starting beneath secrets…
Message recieving swept; eye kept believing rep knot deceiving yep;  
eye was made for a woman.?!
Two fisted swung wide grew twisted tongues tied like two shoes you knew about laces end private places spacious spaces traces pen  
Black iiiink siiiiiiinks track syncS OasiS  
Drinks summm more then sinks back
Flicks pen nibs, licks twin nips lips; drips dive wet through pink cat lapped around her round nipples breast milk surround lip wholes drip flows send frozen ripples end triple butterfly effects  
Pen trip souls then skip pROSE other guise otherwise neglects...
Talking Crypto cripple Krypto currency currently...
Enlightening pen lightening restriking spread REaD current Sees...
Walking on Tip toes chalking on eggshells win leg fails redoing the twist like checkers still checking out her ches[T]s yes yours;  
the chapter after eye check hers;
Case closed capture; close blouse; rose aroused; butt closed mouths don't get fed; closed mouths don't get lead; closed mouths don't get read; closed mouths don't get head. Closed mouths just wet bed; and all fall sleep
Subconsciouslee speaking eye'm the won yall all call
d
e
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p...
 
Eerie; clearLee hear me speaking the same language staying in the same lane ledge
Claim pain pledge
Shame stain hedge
Aim reign wedge
Between g-strings then spots
We scene bee stings in tops  
Lickin' chops;
Pen crops see-cups
Sin hops see ups and  
d
own cleavage
Mountains leave edge width each heave wedged two cheeks hedge  
Then look in; pinned bookends twinned 'tween two peaks
My knew belief spreads then bequeath leads two scribing about secrets of being a thespian exposing a lesbian supposing next posing to be an ass man;
We find task grand behind mask man;
Design past plan can rewind last scan rediscovering her blueprints leaving knew scents knot counting tips just giving her my two cents plus a penny four more lost lust thoughts minus the nuisance;you since store bought…
Rearrange the change of topper hill is copper; feel...
Inhibitions dissapear this appear like Copperfield...
In my mind eye cop her feel per hotter quill; butt knot for real?..
 
Thank you Eerie for your inKspiration…  
Poem response to "Reckoning..."
 
 
Leethal 2.13.2021
 
 
~~~✂~~~Cutting room floor~✂~~~~
 
Still amazed ofcourse eyes peeled the gazed off course due North then true South
East West feast quest; pen knew route
Sought thoughts taught  set in then drew doubt
Ahh snap!
eYE Sawe traP ENcompassing her bra strap butt eye saw map surround her burried treasures
eYES hurried measures of double D's butt trouble sees while her read pleasures
Said treasures kept better left letter swept under raps
Broken bras or spoken laws prepped wonder straps
Blunder craps ass end snake eyes
Accepting fruit from sum won cute two make wise
Fake guise
Time fore more reckoning eye reckon thing is beckoning; "Follow the light" Carol Ann
A sterile man width a peril plan
Reach won bOOb each two pair whole hand
Perhaps exposed the size of two 🍎 🍎 apples… they were "His" and "Hers" "Miss" and "Sirs"; won size fits all; Eve.n. if tit's small, tall; twiin towers or great(big) walls; beauty is in the eyes of the shaped balls
 
There was a reawakening; reshapening see the great pen swing ass an hour past threw her hourglass revealing our paths concealing our pasts
Written by Leethal (Lee Melvin Jr.)
Published | Edited 14th Feb 2021
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