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I don't want her to fall prey to my words....I just want Her to fall in love with my Existence....for having these words sink into your skins is nothing...like its nothing for my tongue to do tricks all around your lips...You may think of me as a hunter...but I'm a lover...and I only devour fresh fruits... I want to grow roots...deep...because I'm long enough to stay planted inside...Rich soil...I mean what I have is worth growing...So your staring but your not engaging...so right now you're telling me that your dying for something.... falling victim to the words...But what about me...Would you hold on to me for security.. hold my hand for guidance...lay in my arms for comfort...Use my body for pleasure. Or would you prefer to be at the mercy of my tongue... letting my words commit Glorious epiphyses on skin... Singing Euphoric melodies and hymns... Committing Murderous acts and sins... Wisdom...baby King me... Crown me and I'LL let you move like chess... Everywhere You will be a blessing, My best... So Lioness...What will it be? My Words? or My Existence??
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Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 3:45 PM UTC
My Existence
I don't want her to fall prey to my words....I just want Her to fall in love with my Existence....for having these words sink into your skins is nothing...like its nothing for my tongue to do tricks all around your lips...You may think of me as a hunter...but I'm a lover...and I only devour fresh fruits... I want to grow roots...deep...because I'm long enough to stay planted inside...Rich soil...I mean what I have is worth growing...So your staring but your not engaging...so right now you're telling me that your dying for something.... falling victim to the words...But what about me...Would you hold on to me for security.. hold my hand for guidance...lay in my arms for comfort...Use my body for pleasure. Or would you prefer to be at the mercy of my tongue... letting my words commit Glorious epiphyses on skin... Singing Euphoric melodies and hymns... Committing Murderous acts and sins... Wisdom...baby King me... Crown me and I'LL let you move like chess... Everywhere You will be a blessing, My best... So Lioness...What will it be? My Words? or My Existence??
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Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 3:45 PM UTC
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