The full of your cup I sip upon........

Strapped in by the embillicles of each syllable prescribed

Lust fictious annihilation invokes scores of dictationss

As I sip this cup of nectar, a sector of self....Hmm

Touching, flutters of my heartbeat rushing

Sonnet me your percussions, no discussion needed

Your longings plea a need as I ascend, reaching 

Seeking to touch the sky with you...Oh my my

As I thurst you the girth, as my ink penetrates your cerebral cortex

Words break down all barriers, rapture me your awakenings

A quake stiffens the rigors of my mental state

As I cuisine myself, I toil the girth of your earths axis

Eyes glimmer, you clamour as I splurge myself your succulent entree

Pent up like animosity, possibly reaching heightened degrees

As the sunsets, together we devour ravines

So persuasive, arousal peaks....weakened by your mystique

Intrusion subsides these heightend climates

Altitudes I elevate, evasions pertrude my mood

My eyes glued to your seductive paradox

Deal sweetened with a cherry on top

Ambitions so to speak, you weaken me this non stop

Restraints no longer, I surrender myself to thee....

Undercurrent me your overpower surge

Of this animalisitc rage we engage

Mouths parched, as we set the stage

No formalities needed, this greed I harbor

Desires surpressions.....Confessions I heed.......

Relieve me as I soak your supple elevations

Each peak I climb, desending borders I survey........

Renditions of my ink after dark.......Come now......

Let's play, infactuated by the demands....

As I reflect upon, your soulful display

Never to one up another.....Come....Come let's play.......

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