Thursday, April 26, 2012

I Got A Dope Habit

I Get At It
Make Radical Decisions
Drop Precision Tears Like Pollack
Gotta Beat Back The Cop On My Corner To Cop On My Corner
Make My Dead Man's HeArt Beat A Little Longer
Your Girl's Beats Back Stronger
When I'm On Her Fantastic Lines
Time S lows Dowwn
My Fingers Linger Around Her Whispering Lips
Red Bone So Thick
Kundalini Rising With Her Hips

We Hit That High Together And Slipped Into The Cosmic Winds Of Change
When She Came The Pleasure Was So Intensely Perceptible She Moved Beyond Her Earthly Vestibule
Into Light Beyond The Visual Spectrum
An Orgasm Ad Infinitum
We Fucked Up The Space-Time Continuum
Against The Night's Sky

I Could Barely Breathe Beneath The Tides Of Her Love
Tho She Was Below
And I Was Above
Our Covenant Beyond Form
She Became The Psalm
While I Became The Sword

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