Girl gone wild

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The wilder side of poetry.
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Here is some lines
Is some words
Bout the beez and the birds
Bout the pigeon who turned to dove
A friendship turned to love

Give the bed room
Space to breath
Inhibitions bout to leave
So, I see you soon
I see you later
I see you through and through
A sea creature with a tail of your special feature
Feel, touch, connect, a hand reacher
You is the student and the teacher

As we is in the action, of making our connection, of the inner landscape reflection
On the pond we is fond
Of the moonlight and the trees
As we let our Karma burn freeze

You role into the meadow
never let it mellow
This chick is never yellow
I latch my tongue into your snatch
Stur up a new batch
I take the cream from the top
And your breathing starts to double up
Your eyes wild, crossed and dilated
This is what i always fantasized while i masturbated
Or masterminded,
Oh master-ful contact, black belt, kamasutra
Yes, bra!
I see, ya.
Twinkle little star
Twinkle little star
Twinkle!
Twinkle!

That twinkle in your eyes
You is wise
You is shooting stars in disguise
Straight wishes from the sky
That always get me by and by
Make me feel dope fly
Wish for death to hurry up and die
I'll write in stone engraved
It was Jesus that has saved
Four dollars on a dime
Girl would you be mine
Would you be that, and all that
While you be soaking wet
Sobbing dripping from my licking
Before i put my dick in
You a girl gone wild
With an even gentler side
Side by side
Let it slide
Deep and wide
Deep and deeper
Let you cry and be a weeper
I clean you out like a straight street sweeper
I be out there in the morning hours
With the yoni smell of flowers
With da yoni doorways of perception
I drop 10g in tha temple collection
Of your mind, of your body
There is nobody above ye
So i salute and recruit
That blood vessel pump behind the dubble butte
If you right now don't feel alive
Ain't screaming bout this deep revive
I reality check that shit to say this is your life.

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TantricNinjaTantricNinjaabout 6 years agoAuthor
cheers twoheads!

I feel ya. Gotta create the time ...

twohadowstwohadowsabout 6 years ago
Needs a beat

Good stuff, :-)