{NO OTHER WAY TO SAY IT} SENSUALLY SEXUAL

{NO OTHER WAY TO SAY IT} SENSUALLY SEXUAL
THE SOUND... OH SO SWEET...
https://youtu.be/S9fvRlTESMI


Let me see... I pose this question rhetorically...
Such force and I... I gotta see the insides of your insides... the beats of your heart.
See I been thinking of you so juicy... So wetly and I...
I gotta have you... your warm embrace, flowers and morning dew.
Love and lust hand and hand across the span of all these souls.
Lay back and let me see the shape of your petals, sniff their aroma, ahhhh, and I.
I feel my heart flutter... My world shudders in anticipation of your arrival.
The gentle touch of your lips as they part... The taste and I... I so hungry.
Been so long and I... Mmmmm... I sip so slowly.
I feel your body as you arch your back and pull my head in... As you open and close your thighs on my ears.
Never gone, no never gone leave you again.
Your cum the tears that I wipe away with my tongue, that I drink, Ahhhh,ambrosia.
Turn over... Another question posed rhetorically...
Such force and I enter, my swollen head sinking in, oh so deeply... your cries the guidance.
I feel... I feel you as you squeeze me internally... So maternally and I... I stroke you manifestly.
The viscosity mmmmm, I reach around and rub your clitoris, feel you warm and wet as you run down my thighs.
We mixing together as I spill my seed in your fertility.
Let me see...
A question my empress posed rhetorically.

Juicy and half nude

{THE RIM ROCKA SHOCK YA}

{THE RIM ROCKA SHOCK YA}


Let me into your inner sanctum, figure you out.
Let me into the cells that form the essential you...
The very pink of you.
Ahh the very brown of you.
The African, oh the African.
Let me dwell in the follicles of your hair.
The vibrations. Oh my...
Let me crash down the limits of your realization...
A moment with my tongue... Verbally and physically...
The Beast, Oh the beast...
So heavy and hard... Let me lay... Let me play... Oh your playground.
I as happy as wee lad in beautiful glade...
Wise man in great debate.
I who would absorb the very knowledge of you from your inner core...
The man.. The beast...
Let me find that place where we break free... Stroke it as you writhe in ecstasy ...
The darkest spot of your inhabitance... Oh the virtuality...
Let me make you remember... Prototypicality...
Let me make love to your Bodymindsoulcausality...
Let me pleasure you...
Let me.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{HOMELESS AND DESTITUTE} DIRTY WINDOWS REFRACTING LIGHT

{HOMELESS AND DESTITUTE} DIRTY WINDOWS SUPPRESSING THE SCREAMS


All these people they be talkin bout the Shelter... Shelter name be ranging in the streets.
Outsiders looking in... They dont realize this glass got fingerprints, headprints and assprints on it.
Got people seeing distortedly cause shit is real in the shelter... Dirty ass glass refracting the light.
Past these does is tattered lives... Deadbeat dads and absentee mothers... Big booty women with scars on their souls... Hearts broken and ravaged so savagely... A song so sad that rivers of tears fall as it is played again and again on the local news... In the Tallahassee Democrat it is the notes hieroglyphically displayed in black and white.
Molly smoke and Newport ashes falling to the ground as the video plays... Got that Antidote.
If you ain't careful the shelter mentality will eat you alive... Spit out yo bones with teeth marks on em.
Such a beautiful garden as the woman screams at the trees fatalistically... Po tree standing so silently... Is it I who has made her so angry? Could it be I as be the remedy...
Broken and battered she rages so harmoniously.
Shelter love flourishing and dying as the sun sets westerly...
Rap video thugs and would be gangbangers... What about some unity? Some civility ... Such a brutal reality cause past checkpoint one all you got is these and these words... Shit so real... Shit so real past these does.

JERALD HAMZAHFAUQ MURPHY

Thickness in melanin

(APOCALYPTIC SEEN?) EAT DESE NUTS BEAST...
THE SOUND AS I ROMP PON BABYLON...
https://youtu.be/ZpdazywjZm4

I shit pon the white the white man system... Such that it is.
Pon the white mans ideals I serve curse... Bun Babylon.
I who would be the scourge... I ancestors the firstborn.
I spit fyah against the psychology trickknowledge as taught in schools of higher thought.
I chimera would fly from red skies flinging fyah and brimstone... Awaken dry bones... Cast shade pon mine nation.
I lion would rule the jungle... Rank upon rank... Flank upon flank... Muscles twitching beneath I flesh.
Pon the mount... pon the mount... Tablets and commandments dashed to the rocks below.
I shit stinking pon the white mans system... pon the white mans degrees... 33 and a motherfucking third ain't got nuthin pon we...
Free iternally... Free externally... seen?
I drop thermonuclear solar wind storm... Mad lion and pissed off rhino... Four horsemen apocalyptic scroll seen?
I shit pon them Babylon.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY