- [ALL UP IN HER MELTING POT] FEATURING MARCINA TASTYSUNSHINE GILLIAMTHE MUSIC FOR THIS BREW...http://youtu.be/iLU0TiqFee0MI been playing around with caramel...my otha favorite flavor than chocolate...
- Plus its such a sensual treat...erybody loves it next to chocolate
- sweet enough for you? Can i indulge your urge to spurge your words and mix them with my confection?I promise not to cause you to melt in my hands, nor will I bite off more than I can chewJI been just letting my mind marinate in thoughts, dreams and linguistic scenes as the kush carries me along.Finding myself wandering lifes open roads where so many travel along.
Watching it all go down from the perspective of a bystander... a different story told from a unique view.My history so different from western philosophical schools of thought as taught to the fragile youth.The sweet taste of your caramel has ruptured the fabric of silky material that covers the eyes...ripped away the veil.I stir in the melting pot of a queen.Mixing milk chocolate images into this sweet concoction.MYour spoon dips deeply in my caramel stream blending
in the waft of my morning musingsFinding myself on that same open road you travelingMy map in hand my course plotted outReady to conquer the world without a doubtI've many stories to tell much Her-Story to tellTaste and see how good the Sunshine can be
as we stir in my melting pot...
Friday, May 11, 2012
[ALL UP IN HER MELTING POT] FEATURING MARCINA TASTYSUNSHINE GILLIAM
Thursday, May 10, 2012
FUCKED UP IN YOU
[FUCKED UP IN YOU]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS NASTY ROMP...
http://youtu.be/6_CnQHWwiJ0
Do you know that I will eat you up as you lie contorted in my sexual fantasies... pull at the fabric and grow hard as the tearing sound seems to fill the room... spending a moment saturated in the juiciness of you.
THE MUSIC FOR THIS NASTY ROMP...
http://youtu.be/6_CnQHWwiJ0
Do you know that I will eat you up as you lie contorted in my sexual fantasies... pull at the fabric and grow hard as the tearing sound seems to fill the room... spending a moment saturated in the juiciness of you.
Sometimes all my fantasies seem to take on lives of their own as I dwell in these liquid dreams where you are the sweet ice cream dripped and dipped in the pores of my skin... on my taste buds... all covered in nut.
I said ice cream, woman. Soft sweet and thickly divine...
A taste of you as you moan and cry out in anticipation... a taste of your beauty as it floods the sheets and drips...drips... drips.
A tapestry in a fluid mind.
We poised to explode in passionate release... yin and yang in karma sutra tones of African daydreams.
.
So fucked up in the wanting of wanting to fuck you up... and down.
Show me your shades slowly so that I can absorb the essence of all that you are...
As you burst free, contorted in my sexual fantasies.
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
SENSUAL MODERN SEXUALITY IN NUBIAN DEGREES
[SENSUAL MODERN SEXUALITY IN NUBIAN DEGREES]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE... THIS PIECE WAS WRITTEN TO THIS MUSIC..
http://youtu.be/NHxH17CjFHA
WHEN I THINK OF AFRICA I ALWAYS THINK OF THE QUEENS IN WHATEVER FORM THAT THEY TAKE... ALL THE VARIED DEGREES OF AFRICAN FEMININITY PLAYING ON A SCREEN IN MY SEXUAL PSYCHOLOGY... NUBIAN SENSUALITY.
THE BEAUTY OF THE AGES ALL WRAPPED UP IN COCOA BROWN SHADES OF SHE AS PROMISED TO WE.
THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE... THIS PIECE WAS WRITTEN TO THIS MUSIC..
http://youtu.be/NHxH17CjFHA
WHEN I THINK OF AFRICA I ALWAYS THINK OF THE QUEENS IN WHATEVER FORM THAT THEY TAKE... ALL THE VARIED DEGREES OF AFRICAN FEMININITY PLAYING ON A SCREEN IN MY SEXUAL PSYCHOLOGY... NUBIAN SENSUALITY.
THE BEAUTY OF THE AGES ALL WRAPPED UP IN COCOA BROWN SHADES OF SHE AS PROMISED TO WE.
THE HEALING WATERS OF HER THAT HAVE CARRIED MANY MEN ACROSS THE DESERT OF LIVING IN BABYLONIAN SOCIETY... DROPS OF HER THAT SOOTHE THE PAIN OF THE LASH... AS PHAROAH BEATS THE PEOPLE DOWN.
HER STRENGTH AND MINE AS WE PROGRESS THROUGH THESE TURBULENT TIMES.
LOOKING ACROSS THE WATERS OF THE ATLANTIC WHERE OUR STORY IS FOUND ON THE OCEAN FLOOR... BONES COVERED IN THE SANDS OF TIME.
I GROW HARD AND SOFT IN HER AS SHE AND I MERGE IN THE THROES OF PASSION AND PLEASURE... IN MEMORIES OF SHARED PAIN AS THEY ARE DRIVEN AWAY BY OUR NEED TO BE.
SHE STANDS SUPREME IN HER POISE AND GRACE... SO MANY THAT TRY TO BE SHE AS SHE TRIES TO LOSE THE THINGS THAT MAKE HER A QUEEN OF ANTIQUITY...
GIVEN AS A BLESSING TO MAN.
I REMAIN ROOTED IN HER CURVES AS I TRY TO PUT THEM IN MANUSCRIPT... PAINT HER IN WORDS AND IMAGES THAT WILL CARRY INTO FUTURE PASTS WHERE HER BEAUTY IS MANIFEST... A MOST FANTASTIC VISION INDEED.
ALL FLIPPED OUT IN BLACK AND SEPIA TONES THAT FILL THE CREVASSES OF A MODERN SON OF AFRICA WHO FOUND THE TRUTH IN THE FORM OF AFRICAN QUEENS WHO BORE THE BURDEN OF BRINGING US TO THIS POINT IN TIME WHERE WE STILL SEEK TO ASCEND... WALK INTO THE LIGHT.
HERE I AM SO LOST IN THE THICKNESS OF ALL THAT YOU REPRESENT... THAT YOU EXHIBIT... LIKE THICK CHOCOLATE AS YOU MELT ON MY TONGUE... ON THE FABRIC OF MY MENTALS.
AS WE FIND THAT THE TRUE POWER OF US IS OURS AS LONG AS WE REMAIN TWAIN IN THIS EVENTUALITY...
KING AND QUEENS UNITED.
Friday, May 4, 2012
[DIRTY MIND EJACULATION]
[DIRTY MIND EJACULATION]
THE MUSIC...
http://youtu.be/LvTTQzF2N20
Show me your pretty.
Just a little look... a little see.
Wow... that really messes me up, looking at your pretty as it juts out so invitingly...
I like the way you look at it and set it out... you know that does things to the primal in me.
Your pretty done blew a hole in my hold...
I just wanna kiss it and hum on that clit see?
Show me your pretty.
Spread it as you rub it and make it glisten in the light.
Sparkles of your liquidity that mix with the pre of my cum and trail strings.
I told you I was fucked up in the sexy of your sexy... you show me that pretty punani and I grow hard in the deepest part of me... in the nuclei of my anatomicals... the proto of my zoa.
Break me right on down.
Show me the pretty of your pretty as it hangs so prettily.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
[BOOTY PHAT]
[BOOTY PHAT]
THE MUSIC...
http://youtu.be/
HOW YOU GET YO BOOTY SO PHAT AND JUICY???
GIRL YOU MUST DO BOOTY UPS.
ASS SO PHAT IT A MAKE A BALD MANS HAIR CURL...MAKE A BLIND MAN SAY DAMNNNNNNN!!!
IF YOU BEND OVER I WILL KISS THAT PUNANY FROM BEHIND.
AS IT DROPS BENEATH THOSE ASS CHEEKS.
HANGING IN SUSPENDED ANIMATION...A STRAIGHT HORNY SITUATION.
IF A ROBOT IN THE FUTURE SAW YOU, YOU WOULD OVERLOAD HIS CIRCUITS.
MAKE HIM BLOW A FUSE IN HIS METAL FUNCTIONALITY.
FUCK UP HIS LOGIC.
WHEN YOU WERE MADE THE UNIVERSE MUST HAVE LOOKED AT YOU AND SAID ONE DAY SHE WILL HAVE A BIG ASS.
IT WILL MAKE MEN FOLLOW HER AROUND LIKE LIONS AFTER RAW MEAT.
HER ASS WILL BE UNIQUE...A BLESSING FOR THE EYES OF HUMANITY.
GOT ME ALL FUCKED UP RIGHT BOUT NOW...AS I KEEP GLANCING AT THAT BIG OL BOOTY...ALL KINDS OF NASTY ASS THOUGHTS GOING THROUGH MY PORNOGRAPHIC MENTALITY.
THE OTHER SIDE OF MY REGALITY.
I WANT TO TOUCH THAT ASS AND ALL THAT LIES BENEATH... AROUND... AND BETWEEN.
MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE THE ABSOLUTE AFRICAN ASS QUEEN.
HOW YOU GET YO BOOTY SO PHAT AND JUICY???
[CLASSICAL SEX IN ONE...TWO... THREE.]
[CLASSICAL SEX IN ONE...TWO... THREE.]
THE MUSIC ... THIS PIECE WAS WRITTEN TO THIS MUSIC...
She lay underneath me and enclosed I in her sheath... so soft, so wet and I drove my hardened flesh into the membranes of her lotus blossom... soft moans and bated breath falling across the tight skin of her nipples...
Across the delicious curves of her physique as defined by mine optical relays... images in a poets scribe as she I describe.
She called my name and a thousand thousand angels sang in unison... playing across the drums of mine ears... oh the adulation of a nubian empress naked and sexually free.
Ah to take her soul if only for the moment as she lies in the throes of a falling nut shaken from the roots of her trees... a lick of the juice of her womb... mmmmmmmm...
She took me away as I stroked her cat and she purred for me... I felt her vibrate and alignment occured in the digitals of mine Africanality... I want to see Sirius B where humanity is rumored to be free so I traced the roadmaps that line her stomach...
Looked for clues in her hooded eyes as she basked in the afterglow of our cosmic union.
She stroked the hardness in her softness and absorbed the aggression as it was unleashed in the square of her level triangularly centered in her v.
X marks the spot.
She lay on me and enclosed I in her sheath
Monday, April 30, 2012
[YOU KNOW ME]
[YOU KNOW ME]
THE BEAT FOR THIS BEAT...
http://youtu.be/1WwDmy7pAfU
Do you recognize me... it aint a question its a statement... I want to rip off your panties and see your eyes get wide as I touch you down there... as I bring the beast out to inhale your air.
Sniff at your delectable scent.
Spread your thighs and lay you flat with your toes perpindicular to your ears... make that punani look me dead in the eyes as I prepare for a most glorious feast... I might need a bib... naww, cause I like your wetness as it dribbles off my beard into my chest hairs.
A most scrumpdillyicious situation laid out before these flipped out optics looking like milk chocolate rivers of satisfaction... passion and pleasure in the layers of your naked skin.
John Henry weighs bout a ton as he gets ready to put the hammer down... John Henry thats my dicks name and he has been known to drive women insane with his pounding beat.
All this is fact.
Turn around and clap dat ass fa daddy and let me see ya work it back and forth... what a wonderful view... ohhh what a wonderful worrlllddd.
The beast reigns supreme in visions where you get butt naked to the beat...
Recognize.
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