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Sleep aids...the kind I’d praise

Kinds that gets em outta these daze
...outta these days...outta these...


Skirts I chase as she prays 

Oh my...my...my

How the tables have changed

Turned to switch focus

Get between she, her and theys

Thick thighs, flowful hips

Wet lips grind and pleasure my face


As I take they, her and she 

On out of mind trips 

Oh how they...how she, how we  

Taste her


Her they conscience now a blur

Introducing Cadence to rhythmless nations 

Delivering an oration

That stirs ovation tendencies

Sparking ovulation 

Please don’t fail to mention 

I OD’d realizing I needed her poison 
As she, they, her became verbose

About needing therapeutic sessions 

Where my tongue massages 

They, her and she bodies

Validating my choice

Through several taste tests

Remixing their flavor 

Like a seductive neighbor

Looks for me to stir up her nest

Quests I seek
To satisfy my unfulfilled peak

¥MOI¥  8 Sep 20





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