My Ultra Babe -

I need your ultra desperation your ultra conflagration of love making exhilaration, I want your ultra shout and pout give me your slap attack the amber of your abuse, the saffron of your emotions, I crave the playful plenitude of your ultra uppidy attitude, you let me experience hyperventilation at your disappearance then inflation of euphoria in my Heart's utopia by your reappearance, I want to know your ultra sadness that song you share with the twilight of despair, your ultra madness, your vortex of female complex, I desire your hot and haunted psychology your genius of ultra ingenuity, the pulp of your passion, sometimes you love me most when you hurt me a pathology of love cut sympathy that I can handle best, earning the ultra soft surface of your pillowed chest where I can rest the weight of iron soul, and slumber at your behest, I want the whip of your hips and the sip of your lips, I want the pleasure plethora of your ultra vulva to access the pagoda of your sexual yoga to concoct in you the froth of organic soda, I want your Gospels and Revelations the Path and the Wrath, your cross of ultra conquest the morning of your ultimate ascendance the midnight of your ravishing bite the bounty of your breast and the burn of your brimstone give me the lyric of your ultra breath, your ultra love keeps me alive! J.A.B.