shuffling in between spaces
the notes all over our faces
on every off it'd be mine
and you'd never fall on my side
how we were arranged was my
own design of the way we'd sound
your legs were spread enough
to reveal the beauty of melodies
yet i never could quite find
my heart walking up to your pussy
and licking it rhythmically
just to hear how it matches
your heartbeat.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Khamasin
in a single line
no arrangement of words
may express the beauty
of certain precious things
that of a woman's beauty
or the glorifying taste
of a pussy full of love
and khamasin is the same
a tune only it could express
in its listening...
no arrangement of words
may express the beauty
of certain precious things
that of a woman's beauty
or the glorifying taste
of a pussy full of love
and khamasin is the same
a tune only it could express
in its listening...
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Pussy Dreaming
my dreams of your eyes
and your beautiful soul
makes me love for whatever
reason that I may ejaculate.
your young pussy is a whistle
to the dolphins in my veins
we communicate in rhyme with
the blue skies for as long as
you shut me away from the
fairness of your thighs..
be fair to me and sing
me into my ears..
and your beautiful soul
makes me love for whatever
reason that I may ejaculate.
your young pussy is a whistle
to the dolphins in my veins
we communicate in rhyme with
the blue skies for as long as
you shut me away from the
fairness of your thighs..
be fair to me and sing
me into my ears..
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
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