Wednesday, April 6, 2016

52 Hypothetical Tongue game pt 1...


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If I were to die tomorrow and become light again, one of the first things I would do is thank Mr Gods for letting me love you… a true queen who made a house home… I might also ask him why I cook better than you… lol [ flash]

I love the way I turn you on with every movement of my tongue but I don’t touch you at all, but I make your mind pants fall, funny enough you make me hard but you keep me soft, i guess it’s a heart thing but there aint nothing like the real thing baby… I soldier in wet places I was trained by the navy ..lol… I lose my mind when I miss because I love you insanely
Verbally making your body hot, I am going in with these word soul massaging mind stroking until I find the G spot and work it, making you blood boil, eyes closed it just got real because I bring out the mind massage oil, my study you’re a queen that’s I treat like Royal, Fuck the queen of England you’re the only queen I now, I am a mind sex slave putting in work I love to toil…to grow … to know not to fast not to slow I am the seed, love is the root, times is the rain and you’re the soil…
Listen B, I want you to remember me, we used to be two different entities and we built the “we” legacy, I want you to remember my tongue game… say my name, say my name lol, how my tongue game spoke ecstasy when it traveled the terrain of your frame, no sweet and low I am a raw product like plantation sugar cane… remember my tongue game it was simple and effective sometimes it made you wet be but from world it was an umbrella when the world brought the stormy rain.
The same tongue game ripped down walls you built and then built them up again, the first time was to was get to you the second time was to protect you the woman who took my last name, The same tongue game had to explain to you how beautiful you are to me, if I could  quote a wise man, it’s hard to see the picture when you’re in the frame, say my name say my name “muffin”, got you breathing funny, stomach quaking, say my name eyes rolled in the back of your head can’t say nuffing, it alright you can blame my tongue game …lol [flash]
“So Mr Gods when women ask what are you thinking …” Mr Gods  “next question” lol


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Tuesday, April 5, 2016

51 Hypothetical .. Summer Grass Thoughts

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What’s Good Queen… What if you were unafraid without me you felt safe secure and complete, but with me you become a fortress, they say can you see the pride in the panther, I say can you see the finesse in the Tigress, will respect the Fearless-ness of the Lioness… I am just saying
Lemonade and the sound of a fan while we lie in the grass in the summer watching clouds float, I think about the song, while you think of unborn baby names lol I am so clueless… I massage your shoulders to relieve life’s stress, a word people have forgotten content I don’t want more I don’t want less… that question that comes with the knee drop stopped because I am not sure of a yes
You would ask what’s me what’s on your mind I would said nothing but regardless you would guess? The truth is there is nothing on my mind but know I am panicking like is this a test, the I think well forget that and let my head get comfortable again on your breast… (what I am grown ass man)
 What if one of the safest place in the world for you was your head on my chest?

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