[IN THE SKIN YOU ARE IN]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE. MAKE SURE THAT YOU TUNE IN...
I desire to dwell in your skin...
Tingle in you and cause goosebumps to rise...
Shivers along your spine.
To be the element of surprise as I course through the makings of your structure...
Become the only reason for existence as we strive to create a nut...
Falling from the branches of your trees in the forest of your hair.
To bring forth the liquid that increases the velosity...
Make you taste of it off the tips of your fingers...
To lick of them myself.
To be the flutters that play along your pussy lips and the beginning of the earthquakes in the depths of your womb.
The cries of extreme ecstasy that erupt from the brownish pink of your nubian lips...
The satisfied sighs.
The coquettish manner in which you look back at me
The twists and contortions...
The wrinkles and the folds...
The exposure to the rays of the sun as I shine in, on and around you.
The closing of your eyes in sexual satiation...
I desire to dwell in your skin.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
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