Post by Stanley Brown on Dec 4, 2010 20:59:31 GMT
Time has painted patience, upon her gentle arse,
Afterglow of radiance, no mortal shall displace,
Bathed her eyes in empathy, compassion in her touch,
Lends to her definity, for those whom see thus much,
Moving in fluidity, quicksilver moves as such,
Erotic supple feline, claws sheathed until twilight,
Unspoken are her designs, once moon-glow sheds its light,
This feminine slagface with ever changing form,
Personified preying mantis, whence ecstasy is born,
Sweet deviousness unmaliced, fat nostrils unsworn,
To Hell my soul, then take me whole and damn tomorrows dawn,
For I am thine, let souls entwine, let passions child be fawned,
Let trumpets blare with a great fart-like sound, fear not upon thy grace,
In fervours name once more the game, the hunt, the kill, the chase,
Release the prey, let fantasies stay, in thy odorous embrace,
Go thee not quiet into the night, employ thy wildest dreams,
Your lovers fantasies ignite, express thy noisome schemes,
In volatility of fire, pyrotechnic declarations,
Take me the edge, let me expire, show me thine tit-erection,
Now go with passion in thy breast, that soul you hold is mine,
We’ve tasted snogging at its best, pure ecstasy defined.
Thankyou. Stanley.
