- Mar 19, 2001
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I
sit
in
the
cor
ner......sh...sh...sh...
shaking.....sweating
un.....controllaby
with a picture of you
on my arm to ease this
addicktive ache before I
do harm to your throne
with a hyperactive palm
the doc said I needed to
think happy thoughts to
soothe your absence but
abstinence don't make
sense all I taste
is you all I smell
is you all I feel is you
when I eat sniff and touch
the yearn is too much the burn
is to intense and since you've
been gone I've been SEx(you)ally
RElapSin' for your aquatic
atlanticindianpacific
ocean motion as the waves of your
sex(me)ness bang against my
mocha sands land of melanin
skin of nubian / I am /
addickted to you
I get a chill travelling
with no bags up my spine when
you touch me with a sublime
physical han(d)tomime acting
out my progressive expressions
teaching me lessons of how I
view your tangible love
Yes, you are gone but I still
knock at your door peep in your
windows lick your shadows and
search for you in limbo / yearning
to do the limbo under your arched back
and shake hidden to a beat I call
my SEx(you)aL RElapSe for you.
(c) 2001 blakverb
sit
in
the
cor
ner......sh...sh...sh...
shaking.....sweating
un.....controllaby
with a picture of you
on my arm to ease this
addicktive ache before I
do harm to your throne
with a hyperactive palm
the doc said I needed to
think happy thoughts to
soothe your absence but
abstinence don't make
sense all I taste
is you all I smell
is you all I feel is you
when I eat sniff and touch
the yearn is too much the burn
is to intense and since you've
been gone I've been SEx(you)ally
RElapSin' for your aquatic
atlanticindianpacific
ocean motion as the waves of your
sex(me)ness bang against my
mocha sands land of melanin
skin of nubian / I am /
addickted to you
I get a chill travelling
with no bags up my spine when
you touch me with a sublime
physical han(d)tomime acting
out my progressive expressions
teaching me lessons of how I
view your tangible love
Yes, you are gone but I still
knock at your door peep in your
windows lick your shadows and
search for you in limbo / yearning
to do the limbo under your arched back
and shake hidden to a beat I call
my SEx(you)aL RElapSe for you.
(c) 2001 blakverb