the great seduction
Mar:
wind blowing free her soul and body against blue skies full of golden light
Perry:
she sees him and accepts him, stands on the rim between peace and herself
Mar:
between waters that reflect strong currents of desire twirling in emotional shapes
her shape makes him shape his words in just the right way, k
musing undertones of music like bubbling warmth coming from the infinite
nature's overtones undertones make the tone of their voice deeper, filling her mind
filling the fullness of being one with all
meditating on his shaft, thinking of shopping for babies clothes she close your eyes
she opens herself to silvery lined horizons of newly thoughts sailing her full
complete her, release him, brimming with gold rolled at their feet
aura shivering of brightly coloured energies
shiver turns into a salute, compute the universal language, java in her lava
furious wild fire, running for freedom piercing the skies with lust
projects lighter, brighter tame me, say me me me, kissing in a tree
lightning flashing breaking the conventional and floating in a rare lullaby
traditional joy, be my toy, 15th century man, i float as you want to catch me for cuddles
to sense the truth of knowing nothing, and of being just air
how do you know that?
be IT
information technology
formation of a string of biting bits that filter skin in a twist of pleasure
technology is another way to feel good, as it should we could be come me
one and none at the same time
gun to your pessimismed, shoot you in the sky without a parashoot, what a hoot
life and death dancing together in a waltz of joy
and the clocks stop, the waltz vaults malt risky biscuits for my love, let me feed you tonight
the food only greek gods can bestow upon open human lips in need of paradise
i chute gods everyday, live the human way, each and every day, i have my way with you, take the clues, its not news
(avid atheist)
(lol)
hours passing, clocks mute to the beating stars in our own hearts
the heart is essencial, if you like that kinder things
if you love love as a whole ideal webbing on cultures as a frugal spider
spin a web of idear, love yourself 1st then it follows as your goldmine focuses on the moon
and nearer to conquer sweetly new lands of happy conquests
bring it more, its better to lick sugar cubes from the horses mouth
go more than you can and you'll reach your own neck, distances bending like a prayer
prayer bends like the lie it is, go past your limits, as you have already every day
way beyond recognition
way = path, beyond = past the last point, path to past the point, do you recognise
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