So dear,
Come sit with me,
Let’s talk.
How about we converse in body language,
The Esperanto of sexuality.
Show me those hips, hun,
Show me how you move them,
So I can maneuver you,
Into the stars.
I’ll be your commet,
Just ride me, and enjoy the scenery,
Gimme some gasps of joy when you see my painted sunset,
For I am god of the night.
If you want to come down,
You’ll have to wait a while,
Because big things come in long periods of time,
Like the strides of the sun,
That creep upon the earth.
(like a cat burglar,
So silent yet strong,
Tip-toeing its way to its prize
Just for the best of his own being)
Darling, I’m not seducing you,
It’s just the well being of us all.
For I am the all knowing, omni-present god
That lives through now and the future.
I can see us dancing upon the stars,
Pimping the sky with commets and rays.
C’mon girl, with your eyes, and my power,
We can create the best universe of our existence.
Where the elements can shake hands,
And we can all live together,
For our love making will never end,
And will be the muse of existence.
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I just wrote this right now, while on monster and Smirnoff. It's not my best. I put it on here because it needs serious structure and help. Please give advice on how to fix it, Don't just say it's bad, because I know it is.
