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Image for the poem To Rivers Wide.............

To Rivers Wide.............

   
   
   
   
Naked.......    
   
........a chosen masterpiece cast upon    
the genesis of our beginning........    
   
.....an ode to the motherland.    
Fertile and rich    
I stand before you.    
   
It's power hangs long and full    
It's gleam is cast upon your deep eyes    
Fueling the burning desire    
lying deep between your powerful thighs    
   
The carnal fire    
shut up in your bones    
wetly, your pussy drips it's nectar    
desire won't leave you alone    
   
I grow harder, thicker    
the longer I bask in the glow    
of your sun    
   
I throb and I drip clearly    
The fertile fields call to us    
before the flood    
So much work to be done.......    
   
I am the worker man    
pon me worker girl in two    
the twain doth meet    
wet flesh melt together    
my strong arms engage    
your small stature    
it's power lifts you    
off your    
delicate feet........    
   
.......with every stroke and thrust    
thy eros power delivers unto me    
filling your pussy tightly    
my jewels drawn closer to swollen lips....    
   
...deeper than deep    
so full inside your flowing river    
our juices mix and seep    
   
from the union of souls    
O fertile motherland......    
........your essence    
closed eyes yet behold    
   
My steely dark vein    
purges your body    
possessing your pussy    
with each and every powerful stroke    
   
Against the bright skies    
your spirit wailing to Jah,    
you are a volcanic eruption and  
I am the ash filled smoke.    
   
The memories of my long, burning spear    
cast down upon your fertile ground    
awaiting the grip of your soft, agile hands    
pumping thy warm waters gently    
   
our bodies freely moving    
along nature's powerful and sensual force    
within the balance found    
inside this circle of life    
dancing upon our wet, brown flesh  
The rains of Africa  
fall steadily upon this sacred ground  
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published | Edited 15th Mar 2013
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