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Mood Swing# 20: Seduction After Sunset
Hey Ms.Thang
I see you lettin them cheeks hang
In them pink boy shorts
Go put on some jazz
Perhaps some Alice Coltrane
And bring me a drink
Take your time and do that sexy walk you do
Let me soak in the ambiance of you
Mount me ever so slowly
Gimme a whiff of that Bath n Body
Lap dance with my lewd imagination while
Spilling poetic honey in my ear
Sedate me with your feminine soothsayer
Slide that cotton to the side
Climb my Mt Rushmore then glide
Down it's jagged rhythm
Carbon date that sycamore bark baby
Close your eyes and come find me the dark
I need you to fuck me good
Tonight, I'm the voyeur throbbing inside this voyage
Your thick hips and phat azz are my tour guides
Manifest our destiny between your walls
Let space fold and reality collapse
Where sweet music echos in the background
As the soundtrack to our bump n grind
Go for the deep hurt baby girl
Use your body as a {scale}
Stroking between hard aches and heartaches
Smother me in your world feeding breasts...Asia and Africa
Feel how I squeeze...bite...nibble...lick
And suck up your aphrodisiac
Hum me a hymn while you strum my length
Pluck the strings of my bass and my hungover moods
Until I release my crescendo inside of you
As I clarify innuendos with a
Thick batch of creamed epiphanies
I see you lettin them cheeks hang
In them pink boy shorts
Go put on some jazz
Perhaps some Alice Coltrane
And bring me a drink
Take your time and do that sexy walk you do
Let me soak in the ambiance of you
Mount me ever so slowly
Gimme a whiff of that Bath n Body
Lap dance with my lewd imagination while
Spilling poetic honey in my ear
Sedate me with your feminine soothsayer
Slide that cotton to the side
Climb my Mt Rushmore then glide
Down it's jagged rhythm
Carbon date that sycamore bark baby
Close your eyes and come find me the dark
I need you to fuck me good
Tonight, I'm the voyeur throbbing inside this voyage
Your thick hips and phat azz are my tour guides
Manifest our destiny between your walls
Let space fold and reality collapse
Where sweet music echos in the background
As the soundtrack to our bump n grind
Go for the deep hurt baby girl
Use your body as a {scale}
Stroking between hard aches and heartaches
Smother me in your world feeding breasts...Asia and Africa
Feel how I squeeze...bite...nibble...lick
And suck up your aphrodisiac
Hum me a hymn while you strum my length
Pluck the strings of my bass and my hungover moods
Until I release my crescendo inside of you
As I clarify innuendos with a
Thick batch of creamed epiphanies
Published 21st Oct 2023
Author's Note
Sometimes you gotta write and read it later
To really understand what kinda mess your muse may have left behind
To really understand what kinda mess your muse may have left behind
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21st Oct 2023 3:17am
21st Oct 2023 7:11am
Seductive. Favourite lines:
Lap dance with my lewd imagination while
Spilling poetic honey in my ear
Sedate me with your feminine soothsayer
Slide that cotton to the side
Climb my Mt Rushmore then glide
Down it's jagged rhythm
Lap dance with my lewd imagination while
Spilling poetic honey in my ear
Sedate me with your feminine soothsayer
Slide that cotton to the side
Climb my Mt Rushmore then glide
Down it's jagged rhythm
21st Oct 2023 10:56am
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