Sending love.
You know its iffy.
Something of difference
Between my operation
And my present existence.
Pray for bravery and courageous
Behaviour in collision
With oncoming decisions
Two minutes of fear
With a final bliss of timely
Final rights to finish the mission.
A matching package to my
Inner equipment
Body on space ship.
Race the shooting stars
On horizons of visions.
Seeing. The meaning of rythym compared to staring comparing eyes that pit you as **** fit and a *****
Of witless inspection.
Intention to further inspect. The condition of my physical fitness
Hes a hotty wanting honey
I'm a little honry comb you know I'm wet and dripping wanting a busy bee to drop attention
In a sisters direction.
Infection on disaster. I fear I'm incapable of feelings that matter
I get turned on so hard by laughter
But its god allowing
Half my stupid thoughts
To cause happiness in after math of an earth shaking rapture
After every bone detaches
Its attachment from reality
Fat comes after
Slapping stamps on body parts
Naughty part is I must get naughty now.
Hot body comes after.
It doesn't matter. I'm still hot I think
Or so I've been told.
Let the story unfold without
Fear hate or revenge
My head is best kept in lock and key with god and his men
Amen last thing I said.
Was now to long for me to mention again.
Shut my mouth make my bed thank god and amen