YOUniverSoul Gathering.

I spoke

You responded

You spoke

I fell in love with how pure your voice was.

How you seem to let your words bleed on me like a

verbal menstrual cycle or fall on me like liquid of horny teenage clouds just experimenting with the conscience mind of the skyy.

As we vibrate to newly discovered chemistry

I observe.....as a bunch of words bouncing off our eardrums

producing confusion in the horizon of organized screams,

Begin to make sense even when we had no change.

locking eyes like we understood the visioin of Rastafarian dreams.

Distant from pain we travel with novacane.

Patience is time at It's fastest however life has a speed limit.

So on cruise control the reflection of chapped skin creates friction.

& As i lay my LIPS on your

(L)ife. (I)s. (P)erfect (S)omewhere

it helps me escape this prison.

I want to have sex with you & after write down something non-fiction.

Tip-toeing at the Genesis of your YOUniverSOUL

I could feel our chakras penetrating

& hearts beating at an irregular pace.

Please Allow my words to prance around freely

As my mind exposes your flaws.

Peeling back layers after putting in work

I deserve to enjoy the fruits of OUR labor.

Resting in the vagina of space

Mother earth has competition

I'll be your slave, I'll be your slave

Be your slave, your slave, slave.