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{PERFECTION MANIFESTED} DEDICATED TO LINDA JONES
THE SOUND AS I DIGRESS...
https://youtu.be/WTrSUexKajY


I have no desire to change you... Such perfection thou art as dribbled from Allahs hand.
I see no reason to linger in thine past for presently thou makest I the happiest entity that dwells in this and all the other galaxies.
A look in thine eyes and I am swept across the vast panorama of time... A speck of dust, a man, a speck of dust again.
Drifting across thy skin I am the chronicle as I remember the exact placement of every mark... Lines becoming the map that would free my people.
The words parting thy lips are Oracle and I absorb them into the being I am.
To change thee would be to bring the cosmos crashing down... Retracting into an infinitisimal speck... Imploding into nothingness a moment before the big bang.
Where once we stood at the pinnacle we shall stand again... We perched on the precipice looking into the darkness formation.
Voices calling from the void proclaiming we Kings and Queens... Echoing... Echoing...Elation.
Petty notion of religiosity crushed in our very existence... In the bond we share.
I feel thee in the palpitations of mine beating heart... In the rushing blood of my veins.
I have no desire to change you.

{THE CONVERSATION} FEATURING AUTHOR
THE SOUND...
https://youtu.be/l3vd8DSVENY

Jerald
Talk to me of your taste... Speak it to me. Sweet words departing your juicy lips and falling pon my parched ears. Talk to me of the things you would like to do... The things you would like done. Place my hand in your secret places. Let me touch... Oh my! Such thickness in the palm of my hand... Breath sucked cross my teeth. Teach me so that I may please you. Talk to me baby... Talk to me.

 Author
 Are you worthy of the words that you are about to hear 
 Promise to caress your eardrums with honey like proses
 Buzzing deeply into your ears 
Are you willing to please me with all of you 
 Putting your hands in places that would make a brute smile
 Taking my time to whisper to your subconscious 
 Taking my time to speak to your soul 
Ready to Make you mine

Jerald
 I so graciously accepting would become the hardness and the softness. Minister to your needs mentally and carnally... The bard and the beast would I be. A soft caress on your nipples, the pounding in your womb... The eruptions as you cum again and again. I would be yours as you are mine. Been wanting you so long.

Author
 So long so long
 I long to feel your flesh intercepting with mine
 Hips rotating 
As your electricity absorbs the length of my spine 
You in me 
 Taking me to a place I've never seen
 Reflecting on the many moments that I longed for thee 
 Hands around your hips
 As you take full sips of my substance 
The thing that makes me be 
 Shattering my neurons 
From muscles to my organs 
 About to erupt like molten Lava 
As you play your sweet notes 
As I bend

Jerald
I descend on you... you spread so deliciously. I feel this need in the very particles of my making... I would share this need with you. So hard and I enter... A moan, from me or you I can't tell. You complimenting me as a sword in its sheath... I in your walls... I in the base of your lungs. My synapses... Oh my psyche.

Author
My moan or yours that's the question 
You in my walls makes my body tingle 
Succumbing to your addictive poundings 
Shifting my bones contorting my spine 
Me riding high tide 
 This is what my body craved 
 The jerking 
 The moanings 
The heated confections of our fiery conversations
 Heart palpitations getting the best of me
 I needed this
 I longer for this 
Make my body feel your slams intensely

Jerald
I hear you and push your legs back as far as they can go... Feet pressed to the bed
Mons Veneris jutting out... Such a pretty sight... I hear your calls as you beg me to beat it...
I oblige.
Your sound and my sound the symphony... Our slapping flesh the tribal drums.
Wetly you cum to me... Wetly I cum to you...
A taste, I put it back in.
You will feel this when you sit at your desk tomorrow... when you walk among the masses.
A smile as you recollect.
I myself am so glad that we had this talk.

{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