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I could dive into your love, And spread your lips with ease, I could take you up to heaven, You could take me where you please, With all your might why don't you, Hold my branch so tight, And gently stroke the bark, So i can stand upright. I'll aim for the tunnel, The honey-pot of gold, And swoop with such tenderness, Just like blue movies told, I'll caress the upper mounds, While down below I'll play, We'll be the image of unity, Like two statues erected in clay. I'll spin you 'round to face the mirror, With your back so kindly turned, And deep into another cave, You'll feel my spirited sword burn, Like Mount Etna i shall erupt, You are now down on your knees, I'll spray over you my water, Like the waves from violent seas. You'll swiftly motivate your tongue, To taste the salty drops, As Etna starts to calm himself, And the mighty eruption stops, We, entwined like two vines, Shall rest our throbbing hearts, At peace, at ease, in loving times, Like swans that never part.
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Aug 27, 2012
Aug 27, 2012 at 9:19 PM UTC
The Honey-Pot
I could dive into your love, And spread your lips with ease, I could take you up to heaven, You could take me where you please, With all your might why don't you, Hold my branch so tight, And gently stroke the bark, So i can stand upright. I'll aim for the tunnel, The honey-pot of gold, And swoop with such tenderness, Just like blue movies told, I'll caress the upper mounds, While down below I'll play, We'll be the image of unity, Like two statues erected in clay. I'll spin you 'round to face the mirror, With your back so kindly turned, And deep into another cave, You'll feel my spirited sword burn, Like Mount Etna i shall erupt, You are now down on your knees, I'll spray over you my water, Like the waves from violent seas. You'll swiftly motivate your tongue, To taste the salty drops, As Etna starts to calm himself, And the mighty eruption stops, We, entwined like two vines, Shall rest our throbbing hearts, At peace, at ease, in loving times, Like swans that never part.
written in 2006
simon-clark
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simon-clark
English
Aug 27, 2012
Aug 27, 2012 at 9:19 PM UTC
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