This coup A new nation Loyal dedication Its classification ‘Species procreation’ Prevents us from facing A human cessation selective mutation Gestation Creation
It may help explaining The reasons Behaving But not the foundation Or actions We’re basing
A simplification is “continuation” A checkbox left vacant Fulfillment We’re chasing
We sweat Eyes are gazing A slight palpitation In need of hydration Complete excitation Without hesitation Intense stimulation Deep urges Heart racing Driven By sensations
Unbounded fixation Pelvic Undulations Clothing Perforations Time no longer wasting This capitulation a Sanctification ****** gyrations Hint of *******
The bedroom Safe haven For what we are craving Once out and displaying It all had been taken Before Feeling vacant Freed imagination A resuscitation Indulged depravation
A rhythm we’re setting The giving and getting Destroying the bedding All else I’m forgetting Entwined with each other Like entangled netting Both on the same trip In a unified heading
Now comes the summation A true Revelation Final culmination Smash all expectations Volcanic eruption That lasts the duration Loud gasp We unlock Filled with gratification