(CO-CREATION)
THE MUSIC... MAKE SURE YOU LISTEN...
FATboy Productions-Lenny Williams Sample: http://youtu.be/sfZjrfQkRmc
And she... She streaks into his atmosphere ablaze with the fire of the cosmos.
A smell as fresh as a newborn baby.
The energy of a thousand sons dwelling in her loins.
She blessed with the ability to birth stars.
He stands upon mountains and meditates in caves.
His emergence is that of the thunderstorm, his roar reaching her ears... It on subsonic and subatomic levels.
She hears...
She hears the pain of he dwelling alone... The agony of him needing her.
He lost in the throes of trying to name these things pauses and inhales her fragrance.
It shivers in the air he breathed... It raises bumps on his skin and causes him to swell.
Her persona.
She the basis for his existence even though she was born of he and he of her... Such a tantalizing conundrum as it plays out over and over.
The words of the song so familiar... So alien.
He longing to caress her skin whispers electronically in her ear... Her voice so familiar that he reaches out with his mind, trying to rub the black, brown, redness of her melanated skin.
He wants to hear her sigh his name, to feel her nails as she holds him in coitus... They creating life on this the planet of their beginnings and endings...
They dying the little death together live on.
They... He and she.
They are the completion.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
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