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Dedicate to my Wife I-Esha whose middle name is Earth:



Inhale ... hold it ... slowly Exhale,
Now, repeat until you feel complete.
Aaaaah daddy, it’s getting hot in here!
Like a tea kettle or pot,
Boiling over about to flow from
The spout, steaming, dripping, oozing,
Moisture jetting ... coming out,
Heart stout, playing at being mad ...
Thrusting your lips out,
Girl ... You’re hot when you pout!
Matrimonial malfeasance,
There is never a reason,
Our love knows no season.
This love is not by chance,
Earth, this is True Romance,
Quiet Baby, lie still as I make you dance.
If too much is ... just enough,
I’ll be gently rough,
Joy is what I’ll bring ...
Was that your bell I just heard ring?
Who’s your King?

By,
Abu Lateef

Copyright ©2006



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