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Astral Voodoo Doll

my time is the movement �
creeping in your afterthoughts �
looming upon the edges of your dreamscape �
coming on relentlessly �
in waves of warming translucence �
as psalms of your distant lover �
channeling intimacy...sacrosanct in origin �
intimately seeking to groove between �
the molecules of your soul �
expressed from mind...to heart...thru rooted man �
indulging intellect and intuition �
i slow dance with your akashic memoirs �
let you feel the rhythm of my bulging intentions so �
you can configure the zodiac of my phallus �
and all of its prophesied data �
download me into your feminine strata �
as i upload and uplift you �
using my quill as proxy to poke and prod you �
stroke and ride you..shift and guide you �
through an assortment of sensual undertones
and cocky overtones �
feel my ink heat seeking over your aura �
sinking deep thru blood and bone �
flowing in double helix fashion around �
your hallowed marrows �
promising more morrows of us �
soothing sorrows through the synchronicity of spirits �
using lyrical arrows shot from a cupid poet �
as i inject the texture of your poetess �
daily...nightly...and rightly so �
stringing together endless theories of our love �
from chaotic to comprehensive �
strained through the strumming and drumming �
of the muse-ical and magical you �
feeding you..seeding you �
a constant influx of my poetic sea-men �
tethering you...hard wiring you �
thru this ethereal fuck fest �
ejaculating sheer jubilation �
in prose after prose after fuckin prose �
pressuring you until you �
curl in the fetal position and �
tuck this poem between your thighs �
i want you wearing my words like a chastity belt �
and know that even when i stop writing �
my vibe will always be ultra-felt �
pulsing beneath your skin.. �
pulling heart strings from afar �
watching my astral voodoo doll squirm �
those serpentine hips for me..belly dancing in the dark �
glowing to the beat of your phunky soul drummer �
surrendering the elemental you through your �
cozmic slow cooker as i baste �
you in the extravagant nature of us �