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THE MUSIC FLIPPED AND DRIPPED.... The Weeknd - Drunk In Love (Remix) (Chopped Not S…: http://youtu.be/VeU2Tz92eu8
My love would I spray all over you.
Skeeting warm and creamy.
Splattered paint drops that would speak of our union...
Rorshach patterns that would make a psychiatrist analyze us complete.
My love would I write of on scrolls that found by an archaeologist would become the tales spoken of in future times.
They would become a Romeo and Juliet type play where I would meet you in the moonlight and show you the stars and planets as they fill the stages skies.
Our story the catalyst for change.
My love would push your legs back and slide in slow.
Fill you up and touch the back of your womb.
Tickle your stomach and stroke the base of your heart.
Make you satisfied as we drift satiated on clouds of damp satisfaction.
Our drops ripping life from the ground anew.
Harps and the shush of wings as we flit across the milky way in orgasmic bliss.
It running down your ass cheeks, across your clit and labia, dripping to the sheets.
You trembling as I once hard begin to soften, rub your hair and caress your skin.
My love was spoken of when the cosmos exploded into being.
Planets, suns and supernovas.
My love is, my love is.
I scribbling your name in the hieroglyphic language of this nuclear age where things are no longer the same.
My love is a monkeys uncle, and a gorillas roar... Purely primal even though I am civilised or so I would like to think.
It is fact and fantasy as mixed in a writers dreams.
This my love is all these things as I feel the blood rush to my heads...
This my love is all these things as I Skeet this ink all over this page... Spray it all over over you and cover you in my morning dew.
All my love is for you.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
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