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  she keeps me high, eyes all in the sky intertwined.
  her body so fresh, so potent. she comes in pieces, never whole.
   & when she breaks down the feeling is euphoric-
  inhaling her very essence, instilled in my soul leaving me, breathless-

  as I, exhale i, excel past the moon what a weightless feeling .. I can taste her on my lips, a taste so raw it, sends a frenzy of emotions down my spine -
 
what is time?
  because it seems to be absent from this moment.
 
    natural in her ways she, blossoms into something extraordinary from the rays-
  of the sun, waves of vapor gently engulf my lungs- quickly indulged in her smog-
 
trapped in her haze it's been days since I've felt like this .. so the urge to reminisce is, imminent- disturbed, mentally ..
  this poetic weaponry and thc remedy creates a melody so incredibly, violent.

   we get higher than giants stalking pilots.
but this is reality no fable, willing and able.
   all bets in I'm the only thoroughbred in this stable-
 
   a stallion eatin' Italian gelato, pink moscato sweet Walter and some, italia roscato-

  such a dynamic duo, panoramic views yo' massive with the magic leave em' stagnant like, 6 o'clock traffic she such a fanatic- when it comes to these  orgasmic, reactions tho'-

  Master of mixes I elevate her spirt, way beyond any dimension no human existence can comprehend this-
   even confuscious struggles to ponder our ways of livin'-

  so livid when I'm in it no business seeing other woman. I'm loyal- I get spoiled when it's time to visit coil- my hands around her Frame French inhale her love to eradicate all pain like the Vatican she receives all praise-

  a God and his goddess forever we'll reign-
Not seasonal we never fall just, spring into action and let it, rain-

  her very life force flows throughout each vain- without a doubt devout in her ways she believes this flame- will help shed light on what's to remain..

  or should I say, what's to become- cuz' our time is coming to an  end- oh sweet flower child don't you know you're rooted to my core I am your stem-

   I keep you grounded while you keep me surrounded- no matter how steep of the mountain- how deep of the passage- or how cold the river is, I'm diving in headfirst back stroking in the deep end..

  her waves, take control of my body, drifting me towards peace .. Towards closure..

   she is my escape, an infinite shoulder for my head to lay, when I can no longer bear the weight .. when all I see is a world so dull and gray-
  so empty and strange, attempting to change -
colorful patterns and waves,  enter my minds tavern -
  no lounging I get the green light my lantern, is in a league of its own.
extraordinary flashes from our souls crashing eyes dripping with, shock-

  she marvels at this man of elastic bending over backwards and how he won't, stop.

  It's comical how i strip you down bare- bone chilling stares as we struggle to walk the stairs the hair- on your body becomes aware igniting sparks startled and scared-

  lit like a hundred flares raining down from the sun the heat she creates is must..
  ashes to ashes, dust to dust, volcanic eruptions flowing with lust -
   I know what I'm doing isn't just but just, sit back and trust this much - I know ..
it's hard trying to adjust to a world so cold- especially when you're born with a heart already froze. It's like Ive been chose, to fail-

  but this chronic smell that enters my nose, helps me prevail, set sail.
   chromosomes fully comatose overdosed but please, don't wake me from this tale..

  reality melts away like, seared provolone sprinkled over shrimp scampi and lobster tail-

  i sea food differently eat you frequently see, essentially, you have given me, peace closure and serenity- surrendering completely we, get lost in this paradox of alchemy she, masterfully constructs a master piece while mastering peace spiritually free, she is...

   over came the Devils within influence the rebels with wit we don't care about sin we just have fun & live life as is..

  sweet Mary Jane oh how you're so, passionate..
sweet Mary jay, such a beautiful catalyst...

                       -wpm

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