Every time you show me
You’re a huge sea monster
I lose consciousness
Of where I’m at
All that matters
Here and now
Is being with you
******* on your
Thick ***** missile
With the curtains open
The sunrise speaking
Lively language to us
The trees wavering
With the sweet sounds
Of the breeze
As I hold on to
Your lustful launcher
Doing what I must do
To please you
To get you to where
You need to be
Feel your hot salt soup
Gush out of your thunderdome