Thursday 22 August 2013

Sex with a Famous Poet

Mind blown
Heaven dwells on your luscious lips
As soon as you walked into this room
You put my heart in handcuffs, cardiac arrest
You seem to have the powers to bring luminosity to my darkest hours

One magic wand and my world could be superly sexy
In the back of my mind, we’ve dated a thousand times
In the ancient times
In the past life, ask fate
Destiny is you & me and you have a date

You can put diamonds around my neck
Give me the best chocolates in the world
In an open roof Aston Martin
But that won’t arouse my inner vibrations
As much as being read sincere poetic metaphors
In a foudroyant tree house, encircled by woods
Forests, lakes
White swans and white tigers

And your mesmeric mesmerizing
Hypnotizing deep dark voice
Sounds like
A stiff pen masturbating over dope rhymes
Bombs are like beautiful people
And you constantly do nothing but blow me away
You’re every girl’s fantasy, reality, ecstasy
They say love is another form of insanity
And heaven knows I’m crazy about you
So toss me against the wall like a bag
Aggressively kiss all the roads around my neck

Run your fingers down my collarbones
Do it softly and gently
Handle me like you’re handling your PlayStation controller
But fuck me like you’re riding a Mexican bull

We don’t need linen sheets & red roses that go up the stairs
We can make love in the kitchen
On the sink, on the dining table
On top of the work top
Just undress my conscience
Strip my thoughts off naked
Leave love bites on my innocent nipples
I’m in Paris with your eyes
Kiss me until we reach a century
Whilst I undo your trousers

'' Oh my God, is that your colossal cucumber '' !!!
You hairy horny, cocky corny
Sexy piece of art
Mind blown


I want to hide inside every shiver
That sends Goosebumps erupting in your thighs
Leave wet tattooed kisses on your thighs
You’re angelic and aristocratic
They’re soo many fishes in the sea, but you’re better than these piranhas
I want to eat out your lasagnes
Make you scream LOUD, Talk that talk, that’s rated R
Like roaring rihannas

Let’s have sex and call it Iconic Art
Your moaning musicals is Mozart to me
Bring your ear near, so I can Shakespeare
A pair of explosive whispers
I’m your dirty Duffy, your amazing Armitage
Your lively Wilde
After these metaphors have penetrated into your divine soul
You shall give birth to our daughter
Name her, Poetry
Mind blown