[SYMBIOSIS] BEE EROTIQUE
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE... COME WITH ME...
http://youtu.be/1JYuTgRUY0U
I a bee hover around your flower as it in all its color beckons to me on a primordial level.
I long to drink of its nectar and pollinate its ovaries on the way to building the whole.
A long kiss on the lips, manipulation of the clitoris...
Magnificent the explosion.
I hover and enter it again and again...
A most welcome intruder into the lair of your pleasure where I a bee flutter responsively...
Sap pounding in my veins as you and I become symbiotic...
On a whole nother level where you and I as one seek the little death...
Your flower puffy, your flower aromatically sweet, your flower unique.
Its face imprinted in the depths of my subconscious mind where even I asleep recognize its petals...
A moment of realization as it drains me and leaves me satisfied in the release.
I a bee.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
[THERMONUCLEAR DYNAMICS ON THREE]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE... YOU BETTA LISTEN CAUSE THIS WAS WRITTEN TO THIS...
http://youtu.be/CVq7o44qBsw
The sun pon mine head attests to the fact that I have survived. Most glorious art the days.Hum of cars and flowers blooming in the Florida spring.I drink of the life and feel it course through mine body and into my structure...The solid of mine bones and the mitochondrial of my DNA.I see the queens and mine mind absorbs them as essence... Permeating to the depths of mine manly soul.The past, present and the future passes from mans lips and into mine ears and becomes the sidewalks that I trod upon on spiritual plains.
Soft clouds of ganja smoke becoming a part of the ether where mans imagination is found wandering... Wondering.
Sunny days in Babylon where we roam together and alone as the crowd becomes the waves of humanity that have lived as Towns and cities, villages and hammocks that a bard has passed through on the way to now.
Sometimes beauty is found in the strangest places as day fades into dusk and dusk becomes the night where so many think that tomorrow is promised.
All the while looking in the wrong places.
Solar rays shining on a new eventuality.
Warm and strong...
Shining pon.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
