Friday, March 25, 2005

Interlock

Bout- Forbidden love and a rlly nice, hot, yummy chick (but i guess 'nice n kind' are biggest factors here)

Ah yes, let flow groans for purity,
From your fouled tongue.
Sing a ballad to turquoise waters under,
many a mused breath
Try to consummate thine love of gods,
Fulfill your lust for wine.

Her eyes etch a tragedy of mine dump dreams dispatched,
Lustrous lips flow in sympatethic empathy.

Whom to don master of the drains of rage, fountains of woe?
Forbidden fruits' the sweetest, wish for a taste of she.

More fortified than knighted steel, dirt mollifies,
upon kisses of his lover,
Yet she floods; decieve, feign and forge?

Spare me her body and feed me her lust,
Libido's virginity chasten, for climax up ahead.
Taste her toungue, not of physics, of sharp soft soliloquies.
Delve deep insie, deep deep inside to introduce yin to yang,
Interlock.

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