__________by LeErotique
I want to penetrate your mentality like Coltrane penetrates souls with Love Supreme
I want to sex you verbally, giving your ear-gasms until your eardrums burst in euphoria
Let my words lick you as if you were a cherry bomb pop on the 4th of July
Baby I want you to cum in 7 sacred tongues and twitch with aftershocks while walking bow-legged
To the kitchen…
Do you mind if I suck you with similes or caress you with alliterations or maybe eat you with a hyperbole?
I want your left brain to grind with your right as my verbal friction keeps you juicy like mangos from Peru
I would love to make love to you but I’d rather fuck your mind
You can taste my words as if I were sitting on your face
And savor the rich dexterity syllable by syllable by syllable
Feigning for me, just to get a whisper, cause your mind is hot for me
What’s between your legs is fine but I’d rather have what is between your ears
I want every crack and crevice of your brain to feel what my words manifest
Leaving you verbally whipped by my tongue’s tip
My mind sex leaves you heavily sedated but I ‘m not a hit it and quit it
Cause my words linger and plant seeds, sowing flowers of mental liberation
This spiritual communication is like the sweetest taboo…me and you
Fucking till dawn’s end leaving you speechless and exhausted from heavy sessions of vocal blessings
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I’m so horny and all I want to do is speak to you
Spoken visions, silent words, wanna fuck me, then you better get plenty of books
Cause this could get you hooked…I know over 150,000 ways to get you wet
I am Webster’s envy, my reflections in your dome like footprints in the sand
You give it up on the first night, better yet, the first minute my lips part as the speed of sound caresses your canal, letting me in, letting me get deeper and deeper and deeper until I hit that spot that make you call your mama and tell your friends on how good God is
I wanna fuck your mind, while my tongue open your third eye
This is what they call nirvana…peace beyond pleasure like pigs with 30 minute orgasms
While your mind get that prickly feeling as you and I communicate with the Divine like Ommmmmmm
Blowing your back out till you weak in the knees as I spit game stronger than Osiris digging Isis
This love is priceless
I could make love to your mind as we mesh and mold as one in the reflection of the Creator.
So baby, could I have a word with you.
Yes baby a word with you not just one but two sometimes I get greedy and ask for a few
I just want you to moan and shiver from this intellect’s elixir
Free your mind…we take it higher until we shoot pool with the planets, baby can you handle it
I just want you to OVERstand it
So I ask again…may I have a word with you?
