MY SEXUAL SYMPTOMS ARE CHRONIC LIKE A VIRUS ATTACHING TO IT'S HOST, I GET HIGH OFF HIS DOSAGE THAT THESE OTHER NIGGA'S CAN'T GET CLOSE~TO THE JOURNEY AT CENTER OF MY EARTH, BUT HE OPENS ME UP LIKE A CERVIX RIGHT BEFORE BIRTH... EXPELLING FLUIDS DEEPER THAN THE PANAMA CANAL, OUR BODIES READ EACH OTHER LIKE BLIND PEOPLE READ BRAILLE... IF ORGASMS HAD LANGUAGES I WOULD BE FLUENT JUST BY CALLING YOUR NAME, SPITTIN' MORE RAIN DROPS ON NIGHTS LIKE THIS THAN OLE' MAN EDDIE KANE.... THERE ARE FIVE HEART BEATS BUT MINE PUMPS FOR ONE, SENDING THE AORTA IN TOO SHOCK BY EXPOSING WHAT GOOD D^©K HAS DONE... {} LOL...
((( I'M ON THE EDGE )))
Whoa!, Steeeeeamy!!!...Make sure you don't fall, lol. (Jokin') this was definitely an enjoyable read Shantell, peace poetess!!
ReplyDeleteLMAO... NAAA I AIN'T.... THANKS POET!!
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