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You were the most surreal of any of my manifestations I wished upon a star hard And God gifted me with a constellation So, I placed my senses in your graces I place my hands upon your frame And it proves undulating as an understatement I awaited your bait and switch, but shit You mastered me And I'm not above being lightning blasted from blasphemy With every angle the wanna ben God's angel I love how our breathing becomes cohesive The oxytocin releases ethers Moon glitters off your good skin Makes us embellish this hellish atmosphere The scene, it sounds like weeping, moaning, and teeth gnashing With a vision of passion tears Passing skin to skin There's a hint of brimstone in the air I can smell the fire in your soul Her halo It drips gold when I fold her We smoke souls And I hold her while we smolder Tell her, "Baby, I'll burn in your desire" Hunch you to the tempo of a Hendricks trip Melt in your mouth, then call you acid lips Then ask you if All of your victims admire your tactfulness The way you're an expert of details when you work Heaven really is a place on earth And I guess I found Laid back, hands raised Singing praises from yo' goodness gracious It's something About this music we makin' Got me washing my sins in this woman's work And your max...huh Well, fro pulling, toes curling and drooling Tell me I'm doing something right to reach it Call this quite the reach, but to each its own And each one of my interests Got me wanting permits in all of your erogenous zones So, tell me Can I live in your waters I wanna build homes in the sands castles of your cay And smile every time they disappear From the push and pull between your tides and phases I pray those same waves cast me away And I find the day where I learn why sirens swallow semen Me, plus my six million men Leaning overboard when your sweet songs take over I'll be the Titanic in your North Atlantic Sink into your oral abyss While you salivate and savor I'll waver until my weakness They say Every good captain goes down with good spit Or rather Goes down with his ship And every drip missed Tells me there's a white whale you been chasing So, can we call this Moby Dick Either way There's something unearthed in this connection between us
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