is there a three way connection
between my mind, my pen, and your erection?
mental menage'trois' takin place/
with satin ink, silky thoughts and the words that I lace/
are you seeing my felt tip visions/ trying to make decisions/
to breathe and stop/ or let me lick the top...of your
erection//
this pen strokes directions
ink blot injections
that have you sayin' my name in VEIN
overdosing on poetic cocaine
licks that reverse the effects of
muscle relaxants
"Aye Mami".... moans in your puerto rican accent
touches that talk to temptation
two bodies in fluent converstation
motions of me riding your mind
straddlin' your thoughts and hittin' me from behind
if i get too deep on you
several erections may creep up on you
so i'll let you dismantle your body
from your mind
just concentrate on
the verbal grind of my hips
deep sucks from tight lips
that slip on top of your
erection
where is your erection?
maybe i'll call on it to cum
perhaps moan it into existance
then sip it down like a smooth buttered rum...
should i come closer/ or
shall i entertain your mind from here?/
would you prefer me to mouth the words/
or lightly tongue them in your ear?/
i'll sink past pen~eye~tration/
wet you way beyond saturation/
bringing reality to your
reflections of
an imagined
erection
(c) 2001 SOULOFASISTA
between my mind, my pen, and your erection?
mental menage'trois' takin place/
with satin ink, silky thoughts and the words that I lace/
are you seeing my felt tip visions/ trying to make decisions/
to breathe and stop/ or let me lick the top...of your
erection//
this pen strokes directions
ink blot injections
that have you sayin' my name in VEIN
overdosing on poetic cocaine
licks that reverse the effects of
muscle relaxants
"Aye Mami".... moans in your puerto rican accent
touches that talk to temptation
two bodies in fluent converstation
motions of me riding your mind
straddlin' your thoughts and hittin' me from behind
if i get too deep on you
several erections may creep up on you
so i'll let you dismantle your body
from your mind
just concentrate on
the verbal grind of my hips
deep sucks from tight lips
that slip on top of your
erection
where is your erection?
maybe i'll call on it to cum
perhaps moan it into existance
then sip it down like a smooth buttered rum...
should i come closer/ or
shall i entertain your mind from here?/
would you prefer me to mouth the words/
or lightly tongue them in your ear?/
i'll sink past pen~eye~tration/
wet you way beyond saturation/
bringing reality to your
reflections of
an imagined
erection
(c) 2001 SOULOFASISTA