THE SOUND AS SUSPENDED WE DEPART...
In my desire I would ejaculate darkness into you... Fill you up with blackness.
It overflowing and running down in rivulets... Seeding future generations of we born carbonised and melanated, aliens lost in a land ruled by our savage progeny, They born of our queens loins and poised to destroy mother earth.
In my wanting to grow I would plant my thickly in the flexibility that is found in the valley of your lily... notty roots and afro crowns... Shade in which to catch a breeze... a moment of solace as the waves gently whisper our tale... The story of the Alpha and Omega...
A mystical, magical birth told time and time again... Cries of exclamation and spiritual adulation.
In my need I would press greatly into the velvety softness of your forest... Take a moment to contemplate the complexity... A second to ride the exhilarating highs before experiencing the stomach dropping lows... The smooth slow down at the end... The bump... The departure.
In my desire I would cause you to ooze dew... It the H20 that would sustain us in far distant futures where we would meet our cosmic twins on a far distant world who too had the desire...
They looking out across matter and anti-matter wondering if this is all there is...
In me, in us, in we, I am found desiring the all of you endlessly.
It overflowing and running down in rivulets... Seeding future generations of we born carbonised and melanated, aliens lost in a land ruled by our savage progeny, They born of our queens loins and poised to destroy mother earth.
In my wanting to grow I would plant my thickly in the flexibility that is found in the valley of your lily... notty roots and afro crowns... Shade in which to catch a breeze... a moment of solace as the waves gently whisper our tale... The story of the Alpha and Omega...
A mystical, magical birth told time and time again... Cries of exclamation and spiritual adulation.
In my need I would press greatly into the velvety softness of your forest... Take a moment to contemplate the complexity... A second to ride the exhilarating highs before experiencing the stomach dropping lows... The smooth slow down at the end... The bump... The departure.
In my desire I would cause you to ooze dew... It the H20 that would sustain us in far distant futures where we would meet our cosmic twins on a far distant world who too had the desire...
They looking out across matter and anti-matter wondering if this is all there is...
In me, in us, in we, I am found desiring the all of you endlessly.
So spiritually.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
