[HIEROGLYPHICS]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS SOLILOQUI...
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IN THY FEMININITY AM I SWEPT ALONG LIKE THE SANDS THAT STIR BENEATH THE WATERS OF THE RIVER AS IT FLOWS TO THE SEAS...FRESH TO SALT...LIFE IN BOTH MODES.
LIKE THE CELLS THAT FLOW IN THE VIENS OF THY BODY...BEAT IN THINE HEART...FORM THE GREY OF THOU BRAIN.
OUR SOULS HAVE TOUCHED ON LEVELS WHERE MANY FEAR TO TROD IN THIS BABYLON SYSTEM...WHAT I THINK SO DOST THOU...WHAT THOU THINKEST PERMEATES ME...WHAT I THINK IS THY TRUTH...WHAT THOU THINKETH IS MINE.
CLOSE THINE EYES OH QUEEN AND BREATH OF I FOR I DWELL IN YOUR PERIMETER EVEN WHEN I AM 500 MILES AWAY...WHEN THE MOON RISES I FLOAT ON THE NIGHT TO EMBRACE THEE IN THINE SLEEP...CARRESSING THEE IN THINE DREAMS.
LIKE THE EMPRESSES OF ANTIQUITY ART THOU IN THY WAYS...EDUCATING AND AWAKENING...SEXUALLY STIMULATING.
THIS FEVER THAT BURNS IN MY SOUL SEEMS TO CRY OUT THY NAME...WHISPERS IN A FITFUL SLEEP.
BY MY WALK AM I RECOGNIZED...BY MY SCROLL AM I DEFINED...A HIEROGLYPHIC MOOR PAINTING SCENES OF REALITY.
A BLACK BARD STROLLING THROUGH WHITEWASHED PAGES OF HIS-STORY...VICIOUS DEGREES OF INHUMANITY...TAINTED AND CORRUPTED INSANITY.
IN THEE ART MY STRENTH FOUND...THINE AURA CONTAINS PARTICLES OF HEALING FOR MINE MANY WOUNDS... AS IN MINE AURA LIES THE MEDICINE FOR THINE.
AS MY WEARY EYES TAKE IN THINE MAGNIFICENT FORM...I DRINK OF THINE ESSENCE.
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