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My Long Train Runnin'
…....chances are
(that one might be taking a chance)
on the "road to perdition"
perhaps even a more sensual
attempt to “Murphy's Romance”
( you are the finest, sexiest thing I've ever seen....)
“White walls painted angry red....”
can I move your mind, body and soul
beyond the doldrums, beyond the point of dread
as the rains still fall
with eyes wide open
and legs spread open wider
pressed behind her head
cracking her body into elegant pieces
watching her convulsions as she finds the “little death”
(so wet....) my root so deep inside her
(yes my head juxtaposed to your head makes perfect sense)
Long train running, running so long, so deep
making the trip down to "her" fertile delta
where your sensual waters start to seep
(creep, creep.....)
and oh the way you moan
'n ecstasy....."I can't stop breakin' the law 4 you"
“I will be your beast of burden”
pounding your sensual flesh
until it's raw
"white walls painted angry red"
and your toes point
towards “Lucy's Magnificent Diamond Sky”
a driftless kaleidoscope
breaking our wills, losing our minds
(......losing my religion) can't nobody do it like you
so yes
'your lust, my acquisition
holding the master key to
your “red hot ignition”
by your own admission
I've got permission
to rock your cognition
twisting your porcelain frame
into deep, decadent “im-positions”
(our passion comes to fruition, yes)'
a long train running, endlessly
through the warm rain cascading “her” white walls
(just might be the end of me). you make my "Love cum down"
got me wanting to drown inside you feeling no static at all.....
…....Is it a crime? (third time-out-of-mind) 👉🏾👌🏼
(that one might be taking a chance)
on the "road to perdition"
perhaps even a more sensual
attempt to “Murphy's Romance”
( you are the finest, sexiest thing I've ever seen....)
“White walls painted angry red....”
can I move your mind, body and soul
beyond the doldrums, beyond the point of dread
as the rains still fall
with eyes wide open
and legs spread open wider
pressed behind her head
cracking her body into elegant pieces
watching her convulsions as she finds the “little death”
(so wet....) my root so deep inside her
(yes my head juxtaposed to your head makes perfect sense)
Long train running, running so long, so deep
making the trip down to "her" fertile delta
where your sensual waters start to seep
(creep, creep.....)
and oh the way you moan
'n ecstasy....."I can't stop breakin' the law 4 you"
“I will be your beast of burden”
pounding your sensual flesh
until it's raw
"white walls painted angry red"
and your toes point
towards “Lucy's Magnificent Diamond Sky”
a driftless kaleidoscope
breaking our wills, losing our minds
(......losing my religion) can't nobody do it like you
so yes
'your lust, my acquisition
holding the master key to
your “red hot ignition”
by your own admission
I've got permission
to rock your cognition
twisting your porcelain frame
into deep, decadent “im-positions”
(our passion comes to fruition, yes)'
a long train running, endlessly
through the warm rain cascading “her” white walls
(just might be the end of me). you make my "Love cum down"
got me wanting to drown inside you feeling no static at all.....
…....Is it a crime? (third time-out-of-mind) 👉🏾👌🏼
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