{LOVE DANCING ACROSS THE BATTLEFIELD} DEDICATED TO Jemella Drknlvly Boatwright
THE BOOMSOUND... MAKE SURE YOU LISTEN...
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You feel so real to me that I can smell you electronically...
Stimulating the very solid hardness of my sexual beast as I a man wax philosophically...
A prisoner suspended in the fluid depths of your big brown eyes...
The flit of your tongue across your plump African lips...
The strong broadness of your nose.
And I who would split asunder whole planets for thee and the ability of us to be anything we want to be.
I who would expel a sonic boomsound that would lay armies flat as they stand opposed to we and the fruit of our future.
I feel thee...
A gentle hand in the darkness of all this deception... A calm cool breeze in the desert.
I want you...
Drape thyself on me as we become garment... Me and thee... thee and I.
So comforting that we dance against the setting and the rising sun...
Silouetted against the horizon.
We superimposed in relief.
I look at you and you flood my possibilities...
Thee spilling into seas full of what if's that produce food for the starving.
I look at you and I know...
I know.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

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