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If you were a raindrop…

I would catch you with the tip of my tongue,

And allow that liquid beauty to dwell in the drum of…

My heart beats up this song,

That solidifies you into my soul…

If I could hold light in my hand

I would give it to you and watch it become your shadow…

And dream the Moon into a thousand mornings

Of a thousand tomorrows to come…

As I become…

This lonely astronaut who finds himself lost inside your space…

See, I could take an eternity of servings of you

Because you give me this chocolaty, caramel, mocha-coffee, taste…

And can I taste you before I take you…

To this place call Ecstasy?

As I call your name from its grassy hills,

And witness nightingales make love to such melody…

See, I’m determined to be…

Inside you, caressing the pores of your soul…

As I scream your name into sunsets,

That echoes into earthquakes,

Of shadows and metaphors…

Baby, your kiss is an instrument come to life through breath…

Breathing the drum of heartbeat…

And my heart beats for…

Your breath is the best kept secret sealed upon my lips…

As I swim in your orgasm,

And skinny dip in a million tomorrow’s...

Of the Sun-rays of the Moon waves,

And bathe in the yesterdays of all the days that I’ve made you cum…

Did I mention that your kiss is the hum that makes me contemplate the Night?

As the Moonlight shines true blue silvery indigo light…

As I perceive your beauty I become drunk with perception,

And given a high that sends me soaring like Angels in flight…

And, ohm… Sometimes your kiss is the silence I hum under my breath,

Leaving me speechless and all I can do is hum…

…because your kiss is worth more than just sex…



Tha Prodigal One...