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Its me, Touching You again, Holding it in my hand And I can feel the energy from my fore-arm to the stencil as you release...
The pain, the joy, the love, the wrath. Whatever i choose to let go. With no insecurities, and without limitation.
How dare we be so brave to do it infornt of mankind. Men, Women, Children, and Dogs alike, like I give a damn. I get it popping whenever, whereever. Just us, Just cause we can.
Cradled some place between sun set and water, and earth. Oh earth as we all become one grasped deep within the pulse of this moment. I love how you let me do whatever i feel. And baby I'm hitting it. AND KEEPING IT RAW, NO PROTECTION, NO BOUNDS. I AM LETTING MY THING GO.
Current currently running up my backside, sending chills up my spine. And oh how you handle me, And GOD how do I have grip. I know this shit is tight.
I'll be your bust it baby, you get in my soul, in my gut, like no other. Yeah baby, You and me, Outwardly, POETRY.....
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