You came outside the same way I came inside
Now, we will cum together the same way
Baby batter on our tongues inside
We come out together shamelessly
Shameful turns everybody on inside
Movement is felt in our membrains
Tickles between our ears and inside
Our legs are stiff and shaking now
Wanting, wonting love inside
Begging for more pronto
Pointed toes release all the more
Harder Harder we came inside
Pulling out whats left inside inside
‘I thoroughly believe the time is near,
even in 2012 this year,
the need is quite clear,
stubborn concepts will resist for sure,
to no avail, love’s precept children are dear…
as grapes of wrath and crafts,
write their very own epitaphs’
precept will play spiritual taps,
as precept runs circled laps
around men of olds’ illusionary gaps….
(c Jude 1:3-4 KJV)
when a precept son is on a roll,
wrath of conquests will take its toll,
love will stir concepts of earthen mold,
works found wonting surely will fold,
by hands of some concept on a grassy knoll…
concepts within concepts will fold,
by illusionary hands of illusionary gold,
one Spirit holds even the hands of grassy knoll,
thinking to do their own, they are bold,
one twinkle of a star, the soul is sold…
wallow away as doth children do play
listen to what concepts of children say..
always at play, void of precept in every way
conceited scripts concepts of a play
wallow away, conniptions’ affray'
Selah
From the beginning
It was flying too high
A heat intense so concentrated
White molten passions
Burning covets into a path
Destruction abound
One moment immortal
Was all destiny would allow
Vivid flame strokes shooting
Desires light across midnight
Overpowering senses inhaled
Earthbound dimming
Flash scorched psyche
Ashes thickly perfumed
Veiling nocturnal flame quenching
Thirsts of animalistic wonting
Temporary burns benefiting
Living razed
A star shot for a moment…
Drifting toward me soundlessly
Passing by unfortunately
Stopped and speaking quiet sighs
Holding gaze from blue iced eyes
Tell me you thoughts…
Flirtatious spiced in sultry velvet
Freezing within doubt steeled moment
Hopeful yearning wonting back
Inhaling deep that silken attack
Tell me your intent…
Somber temper clenched and cold
Composing volumes aches untold
Bestowing warmth a pure intent
Overflowing with restraint spent
Tell me your burden…
Words indiscrete the vision you spy
Adrenaline rushing contempt you belie
Beloved ardor enforces the signs
Perpetual phantom in eyes of your mind
Tell me your dreams…
Prismatic splashes your colors reside
Vulnerable fear in brushstroke you hide
No utterance bestowed can force in appall
Depart with restraining reveal me your all
Tell me everything…