Saturday, 8 August 2015

Woman Of South - II

My tool entered your moisten flesh;
Thumb visited the paradise of your sweeten mouth;
Viper--tongue twirled your gracious meat-of-loaf for sake
& the heart called you --- the woman of sea-south
I don’t remember in which “write” I was Vulture to you
but Serpent I’ve ever been since “Inferno ---The night”
We’d harm each other badly at “Atonement”
& blonde-bimbo, brunette-bombshell pleased me, alright... in “Breakfast”
We --- threesome --- romanced under the canopy of “Secret-Affairs”
& for “Mrs. Ann”, I convinced your mother sleeping in the wrong corner of trespass


Aside that,
there’s allot to remind.. or remember whatever we done in past
Let’s replay the disk of dominance &...
allow me to display you the whole scenario of naked romance, very fugitive. Long-last.


I crushed you --- flipped you --- under the flesh of “Autonomy”
Your love’s been nootropic supplement since “Noxiousness
Further, you concealed few roasted elements to me on... “Attachment”
& bewitched romance we breathed in “The Debauchery”, enhance
Long-lasting heartaches we shared with... “No Limit”
&... shackled by self-obsession of night “Drooled With Sins”
I crushed your bracelet to the appeal of “Atonement”
& In b/w the process,
the hue of its color imbued in my ring... with “Attachment” of love, Succulent

You --- my bait, Eurobabe!
there’s still allot to remember ‘bout the possession of victorious past
Whatever your faith’s ‘bout,
Far-fetched endorsement preciously made you being unfaithful to your husband, at last

Womanizer heart, & of course, ultimate pervert...
I’ve recently been for pleasing your real mother “Mrs. Ann”
 An Italian decent  -- Ledesma grenade
What a fuelled TNT & the Mall of exploitation she was!
Before I fathom what kinda phantom she’s been,
why don’t we continue from where we left.... ? So above all,
“Enmity” would conquer our “Spirits-Strewn” ov’r the ground
& you pretty vigorously but wildly got slain in the mist at dawn
So let it be whatever it was meant to be
My viper tongue gave you goosebumps in your pleasant mouth
Your flesh re-filled with the tool of my tempt
& Commercially, aside blonde & brunette, you --- The Redheaded go crowned the woman of sea-south.

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Love --- a pool of menage --- full of dirt
Protagonist pervert, I'm. Antagonist flirtatious, my heart.

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