Back yard porch light
Burns bright with a dim light,
                                                     Amongst the hollow trees.
Shadows swimming out of sight
malicious in their whipping bite,
                                                           ­  Calm the forest that can not be.
A flutter of flurries swarms the night
I'm improching on the source of white
                                                           ­       Free the moth that's not your moon.
So soon be gone my dusty paresite
Flee these woods of wrong turn fright,
                                                         ­          For soon that light will be your guide to stay.
And your moon will dull and fade into the starlight
Beseech your home, it puts up a fight,
                                                          ­        Away away you flitter the fray.
Your dusted coat of chalk sheet blight
tethers away like thoughts of yesternight,
                                                    ­                   Leaving specks of musk alomg the tree line.

fellas fellas fellas may i have a moment of ur time,
becuz im bout to **** ur mentals and **** ur mind,
blow out ur intellect while ur visualizing twisting out my spine.
u know, hit it from behimd in ur mind while i wind and grind, spittin an intriguing conversation hypnotizing ur mind.
captivated by my dialouge the whole time u follow alomg.
oh wait, u whisered in my ear that ur mendula oblingata is starting to hurt,
cuz i just kidnapped ur cerebrum better call an amber alert.
so now that were connected u no i can get deep,
they say its adhd my mind never sleeps,
how my mind is everywhere, freak me every,
u no give me some knowledge on the floor, the dryer, the counter, the stairs,
and ill gas up ur brain while ur refueling to play my game.
can u keep up the speed and give me the stimualation that i need.
ill give u the time but u must stimulate my mind,
while u caress my earlobe, u slowly open up my mind, and make love to my frontal lobe,
manhandle my mind the interpreter of all sences,
mind stimulation have u thinkin we sexin,
ur wordplay is a poetic stimulant ready to bring me to the point of ******,
while u strongly but calmly tell me to relax,
now that im all wet let me take back control,
im jumpin on top time to get ur mind off make ur eyes roll.
oh ****! u felt that explosion in ur thout bank ?
that was ur mind that just came while i was ridin ur brain,
did this scorps conversatiom satisfy u boo?
cuz i just made passionate love  to ur mind without even touchin u