[NAKED EMOTION]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...
http://youtu.be/XY5Xab9NmvA
Show me yo butt naked, your outside and your inside.
The brown and the pink... different kinds of candy to satisfy the insanity that befalls me as I prepare to fuck you into blissful sleep.
Back yo butt naked up to me and impale yourself on my pole of flesh that stands as living testimony to my virility... Steel ambitions of reaching the skies of your womb, brushing at your clouds and stimulating rain.
Squirting down and wetting we.
Yo butt naked is the basis for my creativity as I try to fuck you with my mind... Fuck with yo mind... Let you fuck with mine.
Make me want to bust out of my skin and blend into yours, we in co-existence as a sexual sensation.
Spiraling off into the land of fucking fantasy as your hardened nipples and standing clit bear testimony...
We, you and me in the state of butt naked where we live fucking and fancy free...
Show me yo butt naked...
Thats not a question.
Spread your butt naked for me.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
[THE LONESOME STRANGERS BIRTH] PART 6
THE MUSIC FOR THIS PART OF OUR TALE...
http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL24cV6IIynrYxF3BiHwSg5WdxwSMWrJg_
Sampson just sits and looks at Melchizedek, this is the second revelation that he has heard in the same day and he tries to put it all in perspective.
He looks around at everything, the trees and rocks, the water trickling over the rocks in the stream and things fall into perspective for him.
Its always been that way for him and Melchizedek overstands that.
He let’s the young man think.
He sees Samson when he looks up and he also notices the dog as he stands and growls, he sees the smoke on the horizon and Sampson stands and starts to run.
His gait is methodical and the dog falls in beside him.
Melchizedek grabs his bow and his quiver and as he begins to run he puts them on.
His camp is over 4 miles away from where Sampson lives and even though they all are in good shape it takes them about 30 minutes to reach the house.
When they do they come up on a scene from hell. The barn and the house are engulfed in flames and they run down into the yard.
There is nothing that they can do and Melchizedek is not surprised to see how even in the face of all this Sampson does not break.
He stands in the middle of all the chaos and the reflection of the flames dances in his eyes.
A tear runs from the corner of his eye and trickles down his face hanging for a second on the side of his lips before he wipes it away.
There is nothing that he and Melchizedek can do but watch the fire until the consume all that they can, it takes hours before the embers are cool enough for them to enter either of the buildings and by that time they have put together a pretty accurate picture of what happened.
Samson walks behind where the barn stood and he and the dog start to dig in the dirt.
Melchizedek comes over and helps and they soon here the sound of the shovel striking something wood.
They extract it from the earth and it is a long wooden box that when opened contains money and a rifle. There are also other things in the wooden box and one of these things is a black scarf that was given to Sampson by his stepmother and he caresses it a moment before putting it in his pocket.
They sit on the ground in the middle of where the yard used to be and watch the embers of the fire glow in the twilight.
They do not sleep that night and the next morning finds them sifting through the ashes of the barn and they find the remains of his parents and wrap them in a blanket which was hanging on the line in back of the house.
They take them to a hill where a lone oak tree stands and dig two graves and bury the remains.
They perform a burial prayer ,Melchizedek has taught him the ritual already and it goes smoothly.
When they are done Melchizedek walks to him and looks him in his eyes and says one thing.
"Come lets make ready."
They turn and walk away and Men and dog melt into the surrounding forest.
THIS STORY WILL DEFINITELY CONTINUE SO STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT EPISODE...
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
(DUAL PERSONALITIES) A ONE MAN COLLAB FEATURING THE BEAST
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE. ITS A HUMDINGER....
http://youtu.be/XDZ31YQvxWY
Jerald
The flowers smell so sweet in the spring air... a beautiful day to behold as the suns rays shine down and warm the air.
A slight breeze caressing the fabric of my being... Red Cardinal flitting in the branches of the trees such a splendid day.
I see you walk towards me and your hips draw me in on their sway.
The Beast.
I am awakened from my bored state to pound surging to the forefront.
Such a delicate dish as you walk by... I see you pushing at the fragile shell of the clothes that you wear.
So fine...
So fucking full.
My nature barely contained and maintained screams at me to pursue.
Jerald
The day comes back in a blur and I find my attention attracted to a shape in the sky.
A hawk so graceful as he rides the currents of air.
Two mockingbirds escorting him away.
I watch them until they are specks in the cloud dappled sky.
I see her as she walks towards me ,cameltoe.
The Beast
Where was I?
Goddamn look at that. Such perfect lips.
Those on her face and the ones that pout out from the mound between her legs.
Make her shorts cry out to my personality.
You know, nature of the beast and I see her spread naked on a back seat...
Her cries of satisfaction as I stroke her freaky.
Jerald.
Ants on the wing as they swarm to repopulate the winter scarred earth draw me back from his grasp.
Jumping off into the air as the birds fly by and some become a meal... the circle of life must be complete.
She passes by and her butt draws my mind away once again.
The Beast.
I feels as if I have fallen into the land of milk and honey where big booties abound.
Such a beautiful specimen a fairy ripe for the taking, I swept away follow her and strike up a conversation.
Make her smile... make her giggle.
Set the time and date.
Jerald
I see her walking away and look at the phone in my hand.
Where did this number come from?
Why does my hand smell so sweet?
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
