amylafree The best & most beautiful things in life cannot be seen not touched but are felt in the heart Helen Keller - March 11, 2012 add/view comments (0)

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MY PURPOSE ON BLACKPLANET: NETWORKING and Friends ABOUT ME: Orignally from SE Texas, now calling Houston home. Please allow me to slip into something a little more comfortable Something like, your mind I'm stimulated by your kind Because thought processes excite me Deep and Wet with the waters of critical analytical thinking Flowing like the rivers of time Can I gently caress your intellect? With concepts that I have created with mine As I undress your thoughts with my eyes I know what you want because imagination never lies The truth is all in your head I know, because so Am I It's actually better that way Wetter that way Because these creative juices never stop flowing All the while knowing What I wanted you gave me a piece of your information Must be intimidation that has you seemingly nervous must be your first time Sharing your mind Don't worry it won't hurt But you might get addicted Because once you get the feeling it's hard to stop no longer being restricted By physical limitations having inclinations to, do it Every time I see you Not in public though, Someone might see But they still wouldn't know The places we would go How I softly licked your gray matter As we rolled around your brain's master Bedroom trying not to knock anything over I know its never felt like this you never had it this deep You feel exhausted weak As if you were asleep But it wasn't a dream, it's truly real just without the ability to feel In fact we hadn't even kissed, and yet you miss Me slowly thrusting my swollen creativity, Deep inside your imagination rhythmically, Until our thoughts exploded simultaneously And we had engaged in mental intercourse

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