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......A Sensual Elegy (Can I Cum Inside?)
....those thighs (open wider)
In your hands.
Sliding the warm black tongue highway,
Your hands there, so smooth, between my legs
Feel the world open wider....(Turning me inside out)
broad shouldered brother
my breathless. whisper.......yet 2 shout the words
a dark visualization,
my distant eyes see
strong, sensual, sinewy branches
swinging in the wind......( wanna' shake your tree)
wet nectarine
my verbiage may appear crass and obscene
and I almost apologize
(realizing that my soul
catches fire as......)
my pistol pushes past the lips-
there is no need to resist
the sensuous, erotic stretching
as I overtake your womb
feeling my head, feeling my shaft.
Not knowing whether or not
to cry or laugh
the core of your soul
pagan spirits seek control
trying hard to make room
as I rotate the earth
generating a luscious rhythm
in, out and in again
making us both begin to swoon,
starting to grind
two as one, fading.......losing our minds
squeezing the trigger
my gun starting to blaze (feelin' my release a "Deep Purple Haze")
pleasure (losing our religion)
cracking the nut,
feeling my throb,
turning the knob
recognizing the approach of a funeral pyre,
burning inside her
cumming, just like a prayer......
the tasting of your 1st fruit
won't you let me cum inside?(for the last time.....)
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